The next morning, Mikey was shuffling around in the bed. His eyelids were heavy, his body felt weighed down. He groaned as he struggled to move around, shifting his position in various ways until he managed to open his hazy eyes and see an aspirin and a glass of water beside the bed. He reached over and managed to drop the aspirin in the water, letting it dissolve before gulping the drink down. He let out a deep sigh before setting the glass down back onto the desk. He moved his body off the bed and dragged his feet out the door.

He groaned as he rubbed his temples, entering the living room and plopping onto the couch, unaware that Frank and Gerard were cuddling at the far end, looking at him.

Mikey tossed his head back, letting out a deep sigh.

The room grew quiet.

Gerard raised a brow, "Good after-"

"Ohmyfuckinglord," Mikey exclaimed, jerking his body away from the couple who grinned. Mikey's heart beat grew rapid, "Fucking tell me when you're here."

Gerard's smile faded a bit when he thought about the day before. He pursed his lips together before getting up suddenly, moving away from Frank's arms. He made his way into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Mikey noticed and glanced at Frank, "What's up with him?"

Frank looked away from Mikey, "You don't remember anything from yesterday?"

"I was drinking-so no. I don't."

Frank forced an awkward smile, "Well .. while you were phased .. you called your brother a whore and basically said you would never grow up to be like him .. and then you puked all over the carpet."

Mikey frowned, "I .. I told myself I would never .." He sighed deeply, "I guess I should apologize .. is there anything else I should know?"

Frank's cheeks turned pink, "You attempted to give Pete a blowjob."

Mikey's cheeks burned before he shot up from the couch, "I don't remember that-oh, god. I'm such an idiot. Tell Gerard I'll be back later-I need to see Pete first." Before Frank could say anything, Mikey left out the door. He frantically passed by people who didn't like his rush, but he didn't care. He needed to see Pete. He needed to make sure there was no awkward tension between the two.

After passing people of L.A and waiting patiently for passing cars, he entered the small shop. When he noticed a few customers, he did his best not to make a scene. He spotted Pete in the corner, talking to a girl who was holding a comic book. Mikey decided to wait by the desk, until Pete was done helping a customer.

After a few more moments, the girl walked off with a big smile on her face. She walked to the other side of the room and scanned through more comics. Pete made eye contact with Mikey and smiled, "Hey Mikey-"

"Please tell me what Frank said isn't true?" Mikey asked, feeling his body tighten.

Pete's smile faded as he leaned in, "It's no big deal."

Mikey sighed, "Fuck, fuck, fuck-I'm so sorry-"

"It's fine, it's fine." Pete grinned.

Mikey leaned back against the desk, "I .. I think I'm starting to remember it."

Pete's cheeks burned, "But that's it, right?" He referred back to when he admitted his feelings for Mikey, something he did not want to talk about.

"Well, yeah-but Frank told me about the Gerard thing .. so you don't need to hide anything from me anymore." Mikey said, looking down to his shoes, "Gosh, I need to stop drinking .. eventually." He sighed, "I can't believe I did that."

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Pete helped Mikey lay out on the bed, hoping that Mikey will fall asleep soon after. Instead, Mikey stared at Pete with a cocky grin, "You're so adorable when you help others," He scratched at his own flushed red cheek, "Like, awe." He giggled as Pete chuckled, "You're funny when you're drunk."

Mikey's face became serious, "I'm not funny .. I'm .. sexy." He sat up, feeling his whole body weigh down onto the bed, "C'mere, cutie."

Pete's cheeks turned red, "Y-you're drunk .. I know you don't like me in that way."

"Whas not to like about ya?" Mikey moved to the edge of the bed, close enough to look up at Pete who stood by the bed, "You're funny .. cute .." Mikey reached for Pete's hand, "I really like you .. but I love Ray-it's pretty fucked up." He almost laughed, but it faded away, "I wish I could just .. have you both." Without a warning, Mikey kissed Pete, reeling him in. Pete resisted at first but Mikey slid his tongue inside Pete's mouth and Pete couldn't help but to let out a moan.

When Pete realized what was happening, he reeled away from Mikey, "No, no-at least not when you're drunk .. "

Mikey slurred, "Get on the bed."

"Wha-"

Mikey grabbed Pete by his jacket and reeled him onto the bed. He trampled over his body and kissed Pete's neck. Pete attempted to get up, but Mikey kept him locked down. Pete admitted he found this side of Mikey very hot, but he kept his mouth shut. Mikey hosted Pete's pants down and admired Pete's hard cock that displayed in front of his eyes.

Mikey hiccuped, "L-let's see how long it takes you to cum."

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Pete smiled, "I promise I won't mention anything if you won't." Pete knew that Mikey loved Ray, but Mikey also liked Pete-that was something. That meant a lot to him.

Mikey nodded, "Yeah, I promise." He blushed lightly.

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Frank grabbed Gerard's hand, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just .. I just need to be distracted." Gerard replied.

Frank paused before saying, "Well, why don't we stroll around L.A? You've been here for a couple days already and you still haven't been out of the apartment. Have you even seen anything yet?"

Gerard thought, "No, I don't think so. I've been working on music so."

"Then come on!" Frank grinned, "Let's go downtown."

Gerard rose his eyebrows, "Downtown?"

Frank rolled his eyes while smiling, "It's not as bad as you think."

And it wasn't. There were tiny shops all around, with every turn. There were a lot of tourists looking for cheap prices for the best brands. Only L.A can do that. There were 12 pairs of socks for 6 dollars, 30 dollars for converse, shirts were 10 dollars or less. Gerard enjoyed himself, holding hands with Frank. The only thing he didn't like were the small amount of people who stared at the couple, but he shrugged it off. He was occasionally stopped by fans who noticed him, but he didn't mind. And neither did Frank .. until the small amount of fans turned into a crowd.

Frank felt his hand slipping from Gerard's, and while Gerard did try his best to hold onto Frank's hand, the crowd was getting bigger and separated the two. Frank stumbled back as the swarm of fans crowded around the lead singer of MCR. Frank stared at the crowd with a sad look. He took a couple more steps back, realizing that the crowd had defeated him.

Gerard felt suffocated, he felt like he could throw up. He just wanted space-no, he just wanted to walk around peacefully with Frank. He felt his blood boil until he finally exploded, "Back off!" The crowd's excitement died down, and Gerard managed to get past the teens and face Frank, "Hey, let's go back to the apartment and cuddle."

Frank stared up at Gerard. Frank smiled a bit before nodding, letting Gerard grab onto his hand and lead him away from the confused but loyal fans. Some of them even managed to take pictures, awing at the images before posting them on their social medias. While the pictures of the lead singer of MCR holding hands with an 18 year old had gone viral, the couple was happily distracted from their phones and laptops. They were embracing each other, watching some old horror films.

Notes

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