Thick As Thieves [Mikey Way]

“Isn’t this a little dangerous?” Gerard asked, putting Frank down.

I nodded and sighed.

“It’s a lot dangerous. Trust me. It’s more dangerous for me than him.” I said, chewing on my bottom lip.

“Not really. If it doesn’t work, I’ll be completely blind. We’ll both die.” Mikey said, walking over to me.

He took my hand and smiled at me.

“At least neither of us will be alone in purgatory if the worst happens, right?” He half-whispered.

I just smiled and tried my best to hide my blush but of course it didn’t work.
I was deep, bright red in a few seconds.

Frank just chuckled and held his hands up in a heart.

I rolled my eyes and flipped him off.

“Go back and fuck Gerard.” I half snapped at him.

He just glared playfully and pretended to be offended by my snapping.

“You’re such a biiiiitch!” He squealed/whined and ran back to Gerard.

I heard Mikey chuckle from beside me.

“What did he do?” He asked and I chuckled.

“Don’t worry. As you can HEAR, I handled it.” I said and he gave me a “hahahaha- no” look.

“Funny. Very fucking funny. Hilarious.” He said in a bored tone, making me laugh.

“Can we just get this done so I can either see or die?” He asked, half snappily.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

“Fine, Mr. Pushy.” I say.

That’s when I felt the first drop of blood slide down my face from where I hit the tree a little too hard.

I quickly wiped it away and looked down but I felt the four pairs of hungry eyes on me.

I swallowed quickly and looked up.

Sure enough, four sets of blazing red eyes were staring at me.

“G-Guys…” I whimper.

“Stay still.” Gerard growls.

His voice in lower and more gravelly.
His voice is much scarier.
The sound that would be the last thing you ever heard.

I knew exactly what to do.

I ran.

I ran fast, I ran far.

But I was never going to outrun four hungry vampires, was I?

I was able to run for maybe 10 minutes before Frank jumped on my back with a hiss, knocking me to the ground and turning me over.

But, just as he was about to bite into my neck, Mikey tackled him off me.

I looked up at him, his eyes locking with mine.

He just kinda stared at each other for a minute.
His eyes were filled with hate, hunger, bloodlust, and anger.
Mine were filled with fear, sadness but also something that looked as if I was more okay with Mikey doing this.

I was.
That’s the thing.

I didn’t mind that Mikey was going to kill me.
I know I should have, but I didn’t.

He broke away from my gaze, almost softly, and forced my head to one side to expose my neck.

I closed my eyes tightly and waited.

I could feel his tongue graze my neck and I knew what came next.

But it never came.

I opened my eyes and found I could move my head.
His weight had been lifted off my chest and now he was curled up by a tree, hiding his face from me.

I sat up but was immediately forced back down by Frank, who took Mikeys place back.

I began to panic.

“Mikey?!” I called, frantic and watching him.

Frank licked up my neck and bit it softly.

Mikey glanced at us but refused to watch.

“Mikey!! Help me!!” I yelled, desperate as the other two guys closed in on Frank’s soon-to-be kill.

Mikey still didn’t move, but now he was watching us.

His eyes were slowly returning to the brown I fell in love with that first time I saw them.

He didn’t move as Gerard and Ray fought Frank for a taste.

I closed my eyes tightly and waited for it to go silent.
I waited to feel the burning, then the numbness of the bite.

Nothing came, though.

There was a whimper and two hisses before something licked my forehead over the bloody spot.

I opened my eyes and looked up, seeing Mikey hovering above me.

I just stared up at him and he looked down at me with an apology in his eyes.

His eyes had drained back to brown and the guys’ ones were too.

I sat up, dizzy, and put a hand to my forehead where I was bleeding.
But I wasn’t bleeding anymore.
It was almost completely healed actually.

I looked at Mikey and he smiled a bit, obviously ashamed over what had just happened.

I smiled at him a bit and took his hand.

“Hey, it’s okay. I knew what I was getting myself into. And I know you can’t control what happens when you smell blood.” I say softly and he smiled slightly.
Only slightly and obviously to just try and make me feel better.

I sighed and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you for helping me.” I whispered in his ear and back away from the guys slowly, who were lying on the ground from when Mikey had obviously bashed the absolute shit out of them.

The three of them looked at me, confused as to why I was scared of them.

Mikey looked at me, still blushing but only a little bit.

“Are you okay?” He asked. “You don’t need to be scared but I understand why you are. They won’t hurt you now, though…” He said softly.

I nodded, still hesitant but knowing he was right.

Mikey took my hand softly and he looked around, listening for where his friends and sibling were.

I was considerably shorter than him, but our hands fit together perfectly.

I saw him glance down at me and I bit my lip softly before Mikey and I slowly walked over to the other guys, helping them up.

The three of them wore the same mask that Mikey did when he first came back around.

I could hear them mumbling apologies and I just smiled slightly, still scared, and told them what I told Mikey.
They seemed okay with it, though still upset over what they did.

I looked at Mikey.

“Anyway, now this is over, we have something urgent to do.” I said and he nodded, sighing.

He kissed my cheek first.

“I am so fucking sorry, Drew.” He whispered and I nodded.

“I know.”

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