Can't You See Me?

If there was anything anyone needed to know about Mikey Way, it was that he was always punctual. If he said he'd been at a certain place in 14 minutes, he'd show up exactly 14 minutes later. I've always thought it was creepy how well he could manage his time. When it was 45 minutes later, on the dot, a knock came upon the door.

I smiled. He hadn't changed.

"Daddy, your crush is here!" Lily called after answering the door. I glared at her as I lightly pushed her aside and away while smiling innocently at Mikey.

"Your daughters are smart," he said. I agree, stepping aside to let him in. I took in his attire. He wore a white dress shirt with a black vest, no tie. His shirt was tucked into his dress pants, and, of course, the converse he always wore. Since day one of our friendship, he worse converse. I was happy to see it hadn't changed. The way he had his hair styled made my knees weak. Short along the sides, but long and dyed blond on the time. He combed his hair back giving him a mature yet punk look.

Mikey Way looked hot.

"You're staring, daddy," Cherry and Lily said in unison. I put my hand to my forehead.

"How did I get stuck with you two!" I grumbled to myself.

"Because you needed awesome in your life. So here we are. Anyways, Mr. Way, welcome to our home. Excuse our schoolgirl dad here. Would you I like something to drink?" I glared at them.

Mikey laughed. Not chuckled. Fucking laughed.

"They are just like you, Frank. You need to be careful," Mikey said. I hummed in agreement.

"Yeah. We don't need three of me running around," I laughed.

"So what happened between you guys? Me and Cherry are dying to know," Lily said as she looked back and forth between us.

"I don't know if Mikey is ready to talk about that just yet, sweetheart."

"No, I don't mind. See, girls, your father and I had been best friends since we were about 5 or 6. We helped each other through a lot of things and one night, he and I both made some mistakes and your father decided to leave. Open house was the first time I'd seen him in over a decade," he explained. He left out many major points, which wasn't going to slide by them so easily.

"Yeah, but, like, what did daddy do to you? He said earlier that he'd done a bad thing."

"He kissed me, while intoxicated. Frank, is it all right if they know that? I mean, they aren't my children so I'm not sure what you want, you know," he said almost nervously. He was rubbing his thumbs against his index finger, an old nervous habit of his.

"All right, girls, I'll explain it thoroughly to you two sometime soon, but for now, let's watch movies!" I said. The girls cheered and ran into the living room, leaving Mikey and I by ourselves.

"They certainly are straightforward," he said.

"Yeah, sorry. I should've been careful to see that they didn't end up like me." Mikey put his hand on my head, another habit of his he used to calmed me down back in the day. I looked up at him, realizing how tall he'd grown. I was short to begin with, but Mikey was always just a tad bit taller. Of course he'd grown much taller over 15 years. His hand felt stronger, too.

Which made me realize something...

"It's not a bad thing, Frank. There needs to be more people like you. Your bluntness is one of the reasons I had fallen in love with you," he said quietly, keeping his hand on my head.

I realized that he really had moved forward. He just hasn't realized it. Maybe not in the romantic sense, but in everything else. Sure, he still had his old habits, but he was much more mature and just... Manly now. While I still felt like my high school self.

Maybe this was a bad idea...

Notes

Hope you enjoyed!

To anyone reading my other stories, I apologize for my lack of updates! With Mocking Jay Part Two out, I have been so busy with work.

I hope to be updating, in this order: Kill All Your Friends, In My Mind Only, and then Hospital Bed.

What's up with me and my long notes? That must been annoying. Anyway, feedback appreciated!!!

-OAIF <3