~~~Mikey's POV~~~

I woke up to hear someone moving about and cursing. I propped myself up on my elbows and squinted through the darkness.
"R-Ryan?"
He cursed and turned.
"Sorry. Go back to sleep."
I watched him in the dark.
"Where did you go?"
"Stretched my leg out. Sorry for waking you."
"It's fine... You dyed your hair."
"Yea. I found the stuff in your room; was that alright?"
I nodded.
"Fine."
He stood there as I stared at him. God he looked so much like Gerard.
"Ryan could I please ask a really strange favour?"
"Sure?"
"Would you spoon with me? It just doesn't feel the same without Gee."
He didn't answer but came over, sliding in behind me. His arm slid around me and I pressed against his chest. He was the same height and build as my brother and I smiled, drifting off to sleep.

~~~Frank's POV~~~

I followed Ray and Bob into the medic hall and walked into Bob. I fell down.
"What the hell, dude?"
Ray cleared his throat and pointed to Mikey's bed. I stood and looked. Mikey was curled up against a bright red haired man. I snuck forward.
"It's Ryan."
"His ha-"
Ray smacked Bob as Mikey started waking up. I pretended to have just been walking over to his bed. I tried to ignore the jealously building inside me.
"Morning Mikes. How you feeling?"
"A little better."
I nodded.
"That's definitely good. Why is, er-"
"Ryan's spooning with me because I felt lonely and asked him too."
I nodded.
"Ah, I see. Are you two...?"
"What? No! We cuddled. I don't have... I don't know... hug AIDs or something. I'm allowed to cuddle people."
"I know that I-"
"Just because Ryan treats me with respect instead of trying to get with a grieving widower doesn't mean we're sleeping together. God you're so fucking annoying. I don't even know why my brother let you join the Killjoys. You're fucking useless!"
He got up and pushed Bob out the way, rushing to the toilet. I stared at Ryan.
"What the hell just happened...?"
"Good question. Why the hell did you even come here? God we fucking hate you Ryan."
I ran out the room in tears.

~~~Ray's POV~~~

"Ignore him. He's in a state."
"Yea, I gathered. I heard what Mikey said."
I looked down and Ryan cleared his throat.
"I'm not trying to get with Mikey. He asked and I said yes."
"It's fine. It's not me you have to convince."
Mikey came stumbling back, wiping his mouth.
"Stupid fucking morning sickness."
He curled up against Ryan and closed his eyes. Ryan's hand automatically slid up and down Mikey's spine. I watched his spare hand caress Mikey's stomach.
"So Ryan... Tell us about yourself."
Alarm flooded his face for a moment.
"I don't know who I am. I woke up in the desert and came running over here begging for help. That's all I know..."

~~~Ryan's POV~~~

They believed my story and Ray started following the nurse {Bob?} around like a love sick puppy. I chuckled.
"They're together."
Mikey must've seen me staring.
"They're cute."
I looked down at Mikey to see him staring at me.
"You really don't know who you are?"
I shook my head. I wasn't exactly lying.
"Could I... help you find out?"
I stared into his eyes and felt that pang of familiarity. There was so much the Exterminator was keeping from me, I was sure.
"I'd like that..."
Something clouded my sharp judgement as Mikey leaned forward. I met his lip gently with my own and it was some moments before we separated.
"Forgive me. My hormones..."
I simply nodded and settled down with Mikey in my arms whilst the nurse checked my leg.

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