Entrepreneur Michael Way is about to open his fourth themed bar in Manhattan. The young business man just two years ago was a struggling, fresh out of college student when he realised that there was not a safe place for the LGBTQ community to relax and have a good time. He created Mikey's Hook Up in Brooklyn with the help of his older brother Gerard Way, who is an accountant and still handles the books to this day. In the past two years he has opened two more locations in the Bronx and Queens, and now the 4th Mikey's Hook Up is to be opened on 55th. Joining Michael and his brother is the executive chef Raymond Toro, the executive staff creator Brendon Urie and Frank Iero the executive barman. With this amazing team, that has been with Way since the beginning, there are no limits to what they can achieve.


"Wow, now that's an article to sing about!"

Gerard passed the paper to Frank to look at the rest of the article. Frank grinned.

"We were named!...like our names are actually in print in an actual newspaper!...that’s epic!..."

He got to the bottom of the article and giggled as he looked at the picture more closely.

"Why did they have to use this picture though?...I look so derpy."

"Cause you are naturally a derp...but you're my derp."

Gerard kissed the top of Frank's head and Frank chuckled.

"Yeah I am...and you’re my..."

He looked at the picture again, then looked up with a grin.

"...cute little kitten."

"If you put whiskers on my picture I will cut you."

Gerard tried to seem intimidating, but really he couldn't hurt anyone...unless they were trying to hurt his family. Frank giggled.

"What if I draw whiskers on you while you’re asleep?...what would you do then, kitten?"

"I would scratch you."

Gerard showed his claws and made a face, not helping the situation at all in his favour. Frank smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"But you know that I like that, baby...gets me all hot and bothered."

He teased, giving Gerard that look as his voice dropped and practically dripped with desire. Gerard swallowed hard. Fortunately before he could say anything else stupid, Mikey came over.

"Hey Mikes, ready for tonight?"

Mikey took a deep breath to calm himself, then nodded.

"We’ve done this three times already. We’re pretty much pros now..."

He grinned.

"I think we can handle it."

"Where's Ray?"

Gerard had seen Brendon gliding around on his skates effortlessly. He always manned the floor with the new crew the first week of opening.

"He’s in the kitchen..."

Mikey chuckled.

"You know what he’s like, has to be on top of the new staff to make sure everything’s on track. He’ll be out in a bit though, he wants to enjoy tonight instead of just being behind the scenes."

"Speaking of being on top of things, Frankie you should check bar inventory again and make sure it matches my numbers."

Gerard handed Frank a spread sheet. Frank huffed.

"I thought you were going somewhere different with how you started that..."

He winked and chuckled.

"But yeah, I’ll check."

He kissed Gerard’s cheek, then headed off with the sheet in his hand toward the bar. Mikey laughed, shaking his head slightly and turning back to his brother.

"He's a strange boy, but he really makes you happy, doesn’t he."

"Yeah he does..."

Gerard watched Frank go and anyone would swear he had hearts for eyes.

"I could see myself spending the rest of my life with him."

Mikey raised an eyebrow.

"Has he...you know...asked?"

"No, I mean between being made an executive and now in charge of three...sorry, four bars...I can see that he doesn't have the time, but I'm happy just being with him like this."

Mikey sighed, nodding slightly.

"I’m sure when things calm down a bit..."

He trailed off as Bob walked over, clipboard in hand.

"Mr. Way, I have tonight’s booking list if you’d like to check it over?"

It was just a list of undesirables on one side, and people who’d reserved VIP tables on the other. It was something Mikey had done ever since that night with "he who should not be named"...he didn’t want a repeat. Of course, "he" was still in jail, but there had been one or two nightmare customers along the way that would never be allowed back.

"Sure. Any surprises?"

He scanned the list as Bob nodded and pointed to two very famous names who were booked in together.

"Yeah, I didn’t realise those two were out."

Mikey’s eyes widened.

"Woah..."

He chuckled.

"Me either. Thanks Bob, I’ll bring this over when we’ve checked it..."

Bob nodded and headed back to the front of the club as Mikey handed the list to Gerard.

"I think we’re gonna have to deal with paps if those two are here tonight, as a couple."

Gerard peeked at the guest list and his eyes went wide.

"Can we handle that with...I mean it's a grand opening, the press will be everywhere!"

"All the more reason to show these good people..."

Mikey tapped his finger on the two names.

"...the best time of their lives. Show them that it’s safe to come here, and that we can keep the paps and fanboys and girls away from them...don’t you think?"

Gerard looked at his brother like he was a genius.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right. Well I'm going to go in the kitchen and check on Ray's spread sheet."

He hugged his brother one armed and then stood up from the booth and left.

"Hey baby."

Brendon skated over and "fell" into Mikey's lap. Mikey laughed, wrapping his arms around the boy and nuzzling his face into Brendon’s neck.

"Hi angel. Hey, guess who’s gonna be here tonight."

"Who?"

Brendon leaned his head back baring more of his neck for his boyfriend. Mikey lay slow, soft kisses all the way up to Brendon’s ear, then whispered the two names to him.

"WHAT?"

Brendon promptly fell off Mikey's lap.

"Shit baby, you Ok?"

Mikey rushed out as he slipped off of the chair and onto his knees on the floor beside the clumsy boy, hands and eyes immediately trailing over Brendon’s exposed skin in search of injuries.

"Y-Yeah, I'm good..."

Brendon used the table to get up.

"I'm gonna make sure the wait staff is on point tonight."

He skated off giving Mikey a smile...and crashed into Ray coming out of the kitchen.

"Whoa there!"

Mikey chuckled at his two boys. They were so completely different from each other, but he honestly couldn't picture life without either one of them now.

"Hey babe..."

He grinned at Ray.

"You all set?"

Ray set Brendon back on his way and then continued to Mikey.

"Well I am a little concerned about having enough blue cheese, but other than that I'm good."

Ray leaned down and kissed Mikey. His lips were salty and sweet. Mikey smiled into the kiss, pulling Ray closer before licking teasingly at the other man's lower lip, asking for entrance. Ray may have been one of the bottoms in their relationship, but he was also a notorious tease. He sucked on Mikey's tongue making him moan before he pulled away.

"No can do there boss man, still too much to get done before we open at eight tonight."

Mikey laughed softly, his hand moving down between them to palm Ray through his pants.

"You sure about that babe?...sure you can't spare a few minutes?"

"Tell you w-what..."

Ray swallowed and collected himself.

"You find me more blue cheese and then meet me in the walk in."

He smirked and then walked off back into the kitchen.

"Uh...is Ray alright?"

Gerard came back out of the kitchen passing Ray, and it was not hard to see...he was hard. Mikey put the spread sheet down having it fully checked off.

"Yeah, he just needs some blue cheese..."

Mikey picked up his cell phone and quickly typed out a text and pressed send before looking back up.

"Everything looking on track out there?"

"Just waiting for Frankie to return with his spread sheet and then on my side everything is done."

Mikey’s cell buzzed in his hand and he looked down at it. A grin spread over his face as he typed a quick reply, then shoved the phone in his pocket. He looked back up.

"Good, that’s great. So, uh...one of the guys from Leonado's down the street is gonna bring a load of blue cheese over in a few minutes. Could you meet him at the back door for me and make sure it gets to the kitchen...pleeeeease?"

"Uh...okay?"

Gerard was confused as to why Mikey was so happy about moldy cheese that personally he thought was gross. Mikey stood up and crossed the room to his brother.

"Thanks Gee. See you in a bit."

Mikey grinned, kissed Gerard’s cheek, then slipped out of the office and went to find Ray.


(time passes)


Brendon couldn't stop vibrating. Sure they had a few celebrities at their other locations, but no one like...

"Eeeeee!"

He couldn't stop squealing about it. A few of his new staff kept looking at him funny. He kept giving them things to check and do. He needed to find Mikey and ask him more questions to keep his giddiness at bay.

"I'll be back guys, just keep making sure the tables are set properly."

They all gave nods and murmurs of acceptance and Brendon took that as his moment to go find his boss and boyfriend.


(time passes)


Mikey had Ray pressed up against the wall of the walk in, with his thigh pressed between the man's legs as he sucked on the side of his neck. He had one hand up Ray's shirt, playing with his left nipple, while the other hand pinned Ray's wrists to the wall above his head.

"I *pant pant* can't believe you found the cheese for me."

Mikey smirked, pressing his thigh harder against the very obvious bulge in Ray's pants.

"Course I did babe. Anything for my boys."

"Fuck, so good to me, so hard for you."

Mikey pulled back to look at Ray, still holding the man's wrists, but moving the other hand down to palm him through his pants.

"In a moment, I’m gonna let go of your hands. Then, you are going to get your cock out and show me just how hard you are for me. You’re gonna jerk yourself off for me...aren’t you baby."

Mikey practically growled the words as he continued to rub Ray's cock through the straining material of his pants.

"Yes, fuck, anything, please."

Mikey palmed Ray for a few more seconds, then let go of him completely and stepped back, raising an eyebrow expectantly.

"Well?...what are you waiting for?"

Ray fumbled against the shelf, jamming his elbow into the bags of flour as he struggled with his zipper. Mikey watched with amusement, it wasn’t easy to fluster Ray, but he seemed to have found a way.

Finally Ray got it open and pulled out his cock. He loved how Mikey's eyes went wide each time. The fact that Ray was hung usually made people think he was a top and it amused him to no end. Mikey licked his lips at the sight, his own hand moving to palm himself.

"So gorgeous..."

He breathed, eyes trained on Ray's hard length.

"Go on...touch yourself for me...I wanna see you cum."

Ray grabbed his cock fully and started to fist himself, keeping full eye contact with his boyfriend. Mikey hummed in approval. He couldn’t wait to get Ray on his hands and knees later tonight, but for now, this would definitely see him through.

Ray was breathing heavy as he concentrated on the veins he was feeling as he moved his hand up and down his shaft. He moved his palm over his head and collected the pre cum. He moved it back down the shaft and groaned, letting his eyelids flutter as the feeling intensified with the introduction of wetness. Mikey pressed his palm against his hardened length...he wished Brendon was there too, he should have grabbed him on the way to the walk in. He could have Brendon on his knees, sucking him off right now. Just the thought of that had Mikey’s hand itching to reach for his cellphone to text Brendon to join them.


(time passes)


"Hey, you seen the boss?"

"No man sorry, try his office?"

"Tried it already."

Brendon thanked the guy and kept going. Where could he be?

"Hey Brendon, can you help me?"

"Sure Joe what's up?"

"Just got a delivery at the back door. Can't find Mikey or Ray, can you handle it?"

"Yeah, I got it."

Brendon went to the back door and signed for a tub of blue cheese. He decided to not carry it on his skates, but rolled it instead. He stopped in front of the cooler...at least he thought it was. He easily gets confused as to which bar he is in when it comes to the kitchen. Still, he grabbed the door handle and pulled it open.

"Uh..."

Mikey’s head snapped round, then a grin slipped onto his face.

"I swear I was just about to call you...join us?"

He held out his hand to the boy, crooking a finger at him.

"Uh...I have cheese?"

"Blue cheese?...Gerard was supposed to deal with that..."

Mikey huffed slightly, then moved over to Brendon and took control of the delivery.

"I’ll take this to the guys in the kitchen, then I’ll be back..."

He looked back to Ray and smirked, then to Brendon.

"I want both of you hard when I get back, then you can decide who’s going to suck me off...Ok?"

He winked at them both then grabbed the large tub and left the room, not the least bothered that his other staff could see him wandering around with a very obvious hard on in his pants. Brendon looked over at Ray.

"You did it for blue cheese?"

Ray gave a shy grin that Brendon was used to seeing now in the privacy of their own home.

"I was kind of desperate, but so was he."

Brendon laughed and slipped his skates off before dropping to his knees and admiring the view of Ray's hard glistening cock. They had never done anything together, but they both slept with Mikey at the same time and of course that meant seeing each other.

"So Gerard disappeared?"

"Yeah, wanna take bets he's with Frank?"

"Nope, not with the odds."

Brendon agreed, and slipping his hand in his shorts, started to jerk himself as Mikey requested.

Mikey handed off the tub of cheese to the man who would be in charge of the kitchen...when Ray wasn’t there of course. The man was tall and thin with a shaved head and gauges in both ears. About 98% of his skin was tattooed...even more than Frank’s...and he had several gold teeth, but he was a great chef and Mikey was glad he’d agreed to come work for the club.

"There you go Sven, blue cheese as ordered. You haven’t seen my brother around by any chance, have you?"

"Mr. Iero asked him for help with something."

Mikey rolled his eyes.

"I should've guessed. Thanks Sven."

Mikey headed back to the walk in...he really didn't want to walk in on his brother getting fucked right now...twice this week was more than enough, thank you very much. He opened the walk in's door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him and turning to face his boys with a smirk.

"Now, where were we?"


(time passes)


"You are so lucky that I found you Mikey! Do you know how many violations of the health code you just did with them!"

Brendon and Ray were trying not to laugh as Gerard admonished Mikey when he caught them in the storage room. Ray had just cum all over Brendon's face and Brendon hadn't managed to swallow all of Mikey's cum. The three of them looked debauched and too fucked out to react when the door opened and they were met with Gerard and Frank. Frank of course started to crack up, but Gerard...Gerard got so angry and ordered them out of the room like he was a teacher and they were just caught in the janitor's closet at school. It really wasn't funny...but Gerard trying to be stern with Mikey really was.

"Oh chill out Gee..."

Mikey chuckled, rolling his eyes.

"We'll clean up and disinfect. Don’t get your panties in a knot."

Frank giggled.

"He’s not wearing any OW!...fuck Gee!"

He rubbed his ribs where Gerard had jabbed him.

"If you got any fluids on the flour or sugar, we would have to throw the whole pallet out!"

"We didn’t..."

Mikey assured.

"So don’t worry...Ok?"

"Mikey your relationship is driving me crazy and it isn't even mine!"

Frank chuckled, rubbing the pad of his thumb soothingly over the back of Gerard's neck.

"Gee baby...we aren't much better, just admit it."

"AT LEAST WE FUCK IN YOUR OFFICE!"

Gerard was yelling now and getting looks from the other workers. Frank's eyes widened and he stepped back.

"Sorry."

He mumbled before turning and walking away to leave them to it. Mikey raised an eyebrow at his brother, but said nothing.

"Frankie... I'm..."

Gerard felt like shit now.

"I'm gonna smoke."

He grabbed his jacket and headed out back.

"I feel bad now."

Ray knew he started this all by teasing Mikey.

"It’s not your fault..."

Mikey said, pulling Ray to him.

"It’s mine. Gerard’s wouldn’t be half as pissed if it wasn’t me...it’s a brother thing."

"I still feel bad."

Ray pulled away and headed back to the kitchen. Brendon looked at Mikey.

"I forget how sensitive he is sometimes."

Mikey nodded, pulling Brendon into his arms.

"Are you Ok?"

"I mean, I didn’t really know what was going on so yeah. I'm also kind of used to Gerard..."

Brendon shrugged and smiled.

"You do need to go talk to him though."

Mikey sighed, wrapping both arms securely around his boy and nuzzling at his neck playfully.

"I know..."

He mumbled against Brendon's skin, his tongue flicking out to taste a little bit.

"But I'd rather stay here and play with you."

"I know and I would too, but we do open in a few hours and I want to make sure my staff is on top of their game, especially cause...you know who will be here."

Mikey sighed heavily.

"Ok ok...but I'm bending you over the couch the minute we get home..."

He kissed Brendon's cheek and let him go with a smirk.

"OK, let's get this place some headlines."

He took Brendon's hand and lead him back out into the club.


(time passes)


It was two hours into the grand opening and things were running as smooth as they ever could. A-list celebrities were lined up at the door along with regular folks. Mikey was the kind of guy that didn't believe in status so he didn't have a "list" for his places as such, though for a price, the VIP tables could be reserved, and there was a list of people who weren’t welcome of course. But as long as everyone behaved humanely, he didn't care who walked through the door. Brendon was proud of his staff and they were doing beautifully. The kitchen staff was on point too, all the food was hot and delicious and the presentation was perfect. Brendon worried a little about Ray after Gerard's outburst, but just like the military man he was, he didn't let his emotions effect his job. Brendon skated around effortlessly among the tables making sure all the guests were taken care of. He popped over to the bar just in time to see Frank toss a bottle in the air and catch it behind his back, making the liquid content fall in the glass without a drop missing. The crowd at the bar cheered as he topped the drink with a cherry and handed it to the patron.

"Hey Frankie, nice shot...pun totally intended."

Frank laughed.

"Thanks Bren. Hey, when you've got a spare minute to breathe, could I have a word in private with you?...I'm looking for an opinion on something."

"I have a moment now if you can get away."

Frank looked around quickly at his staff and saw that they had everything under control. He signalled to a girl called Mouse to take over his spot then motioned for Brendon to follow him to the storage room on the right of the kitchen.

"Uh...I was just in here earlier today and it didn't go really well you know."

Frank chuckled.

"I saw the aftermath Bren...I think it went really well..."

He nudged Brendon’s arm teasingly and grinned.

"Anyway, I wanted your opinion on this."

He pushed his hand into his pocket and pulled out a little black box, popping it open to show the other boy what was inside. Brendon's eyes went wide.

"Is that for..."

Frank nodded, a dopey smile on his face as he looked at the ring.

"Yeah. Do you like it? Do you think he’ll say yes?"

"I don't see why he wouldn’t. He's crazy about you!"

"He's crazy about coffee too, but I don't think he'd...wait, bad example. He would totally marry coffee..."

Frank chuckled briefly, looking down for a moment and swallowing nervously before looking back up to meet Brendon's eyes.

"But you really think he'll like it?...Really ?"

Brendon put a hand on Frank's shoulder.

"Frankie...ask him."

"Ok but...how? I want it to be cheesy, like totally and completely cheesy and romantic and amazing...but I’ve got no ideas. Thoughts?"

"Think about something that happened when you first met. Remind him of that time and then tell him how much you guys have grown as a couple."

Brendon felt weird being the adult here since Frank was older than him. Frank nodded thoughtfully, frowning slightly for a moment until suddenly, like a light bulb went on over his head, he broke into a wide grin, eyes lighting up like fireworks.

"You Brendon Urie...are magic!..."

He grabbed Brendon's face and planted a big wet kiss on his mouth before letting him go and practically bouncing up and down.

"Thank you Bren."

Then he rushed from the room to organise the amazingly cheesy plan he'd come up with.

"Uh...what was that about?"

Ray came up behind Brendon as he lost his balance and fell backwards.

"I'm...not sure, but I think it's going to be an interesting night."


(time passes)


Frank had a plan, and part of that plan was to be as busy as possible every time he saw Gerard, so he couldn't talk, and therefore couldn't accidentally let slip what he was going to do at exactly midnight. He'd chosen midnight, cause that would be the beginning of the two year anniversary of the day they had met...and that to him meant the world.

He saw Gerard headed his way and quickly busied himself with serving two men in bright pink dresses.

"Hi there, what can I get you?"

Gerard knew it was crazy busy today, but he hadn't had a chance to even speak to Frank once. At one point he thought he was avoiding him cause of his out burst earlier, but Brendon assured him he was wrong. Still, he stopped at the bar hoping for a quick hi from him. Frank kept his eyes on the chocolate and coconut rum cocktail he was making for the shorter of the two men...he'd already finished the other man's Mango Madness and he knew he had no one else to serve after, so he'd have to speak to Gerard...and hope he could hold his tongue.

He finished the order and took a breath before turning to his beautiful boyfriend. He smiled tiredly at him.

"Hi. You Ok baby?"

A look of relief flooded the older man's face.

"Yeah yeah, it's just been crazy and I haven't had a chance to even say hi. So...hi."

Frank chuckled slightly.

"Yeah. Been busy."

"I got worried that...never mind, how are you holding up? How are the new recruits? Mouse seems to be popular."

"The team's good. I think Mouse could end up being a really good hire."

Frank thought it best to keep to shop talk...less chance of a slip up.

"Great. Hey Frankie, I was wondering..."

"Hey Frank, I just had one of the reserve tables that..."

The waiter leaned in away from the bar patrons and whispered to Frank.

"...you know who are at..."

He leaned back when he was done.

"Anyway, they ordered like three each of your pie drinks."

Frank grinned...those were still his best sellers.

"Cool. Are they all having fun?...have they said anything about coming again?"

"Oh yeah, especially..."

The waiter leaned in and whispered to Frank and Gerard.

"...you know who."

He grinned, eyes sparkling, clearly excited to be so close to the famous couple.

"Anyway, I need..."

The waiter looked at his pad.

"...three of the following. Key Lime Martini, Lemon Meringue Cocktail, Chocolate Pecan Pie Martini, Peach Pie Martini, Pumpkin Pie Martini, Apple Pie on the Rocks, annnnd, of course, Hot Cherry Pie Cocktail."

"Oh man, that is my favorite drink!..."

Gerard giggled as he remembered that was how they met.

"Remember that Frankie?"

"Hey F man, you need help whipping out those glass desserts?"

Mouse bounced over to where they were. Frank grinned at the girl...she was pretty much a female version of him.

"Please..."

He looked at the list, mentally splitting it in two.

"Ok, so if you can do the Key Lime, Lemon Meringue and Chocolate Pecan Pie...then I’ll do the rest. Cool?"

Gerard realised that he was in the way again. He didn't wait for Frank to finish talking to Mouse, it was more important than what he wanted to say anyway. He sighed slipping away from the bar, and went to hide in the manager's office for a while.


(time passes)


"Alright, looking good there."

Ray was walking around the kitchen making sure each station was on point.

"I'm going to grab more cheese, what does everyone need?"

Ray watched as the stock runner listened for the items.

"I need Cheddar and blue cheese."

"Oh, I need vegan blue cheese and brie!"

"Brie also vegan?"

"No, just the blue cheese."

"Right, I'll go grab them."

He walked off and Ray felt a sense of pride. They were able to find this small little business online that made vegan cheeses. Mikey created a contract with them and now they were well known because of Mikey's use of their product.

"Right, these appetisers are ready to go. Blue trays are vegan."

One by one the trays left, after Ray's inspection and of course tasting, covered in the puffed up goodness.

"Everything going good baby?"

Mikey purred in Ray's ear as he wrapped his arms around him from behind.

"Yeah, they really like the new recipes and the vegan cheese is a hit. I wish we had some that are nut free, but I know Marigold and her wife are working on it."

Mikey kissed the side of Ray's neck, then turned him around so they were face to face.

"That’s all good...but are you Ok?"

"Oh yeah, fine, just busy."

Ray's answer was vague as he gave Mikey a quick hug and then was off to the other side of the kitchen to find out what was smoking. Mikey frowned slightly and decided that he’d have to do something special for his boys tonight...maybe something to do with whipped cream and multiple orgasms. He gave Ray a quick wink and a wave from across the room, then headed back out into the club. He saw Frank and Mouse laughing together as they worked side by side on what looked to be one rather large order, then he looked around more and spotted Brendon. The boy was grinning wide as he took an order at one of the tables that seemed to be over run by women in very little outfits, and men wearing even less. Mikey smiled, he was so proud of all his friends. Sighing happily, he headed to the office to look for his brother.


(time passes)


"Yes, no yes, I will, I'll be there."

Gerard hung up his phone with a haggard look just as the office door opened.

"Hey Gee. Why’re you hiding in here?...the fun's all happening out there."

"Not anymore, I have to go to the office, someone broke in and we aren't sure what they tried to take..."

Gerard grabbed his coat and shrugged it on.

"I'll try to make it back, but I have to talk to the police too and you know how long that shit can take."

Gerard kissed Mikey's cheek and then left the office, making his way through the bar to the exit. Frank was just pouring the last drink on the large order when he glanced up, just in time to see Gerard slipping out the front door.

"Gee?"

He called out, but his voice was swallowed by the crowd. He frowned, where was Gerard going?...and why didn’t he say goodbye?

"Heading out Gee?"

It took a lot for Bob to finally start calling his bosses by their names, but after two years, it was kind of stupid. Bob was showing Bert, the new head bouncer for the bar how to check the reserved list off to match Mikey's created schedule.

"Yeah, emergency down at my office. Have a good night."

Gerard waved and was out the door into the night, passed the line of people waiting to get in. Bob shrugged slightly and went back to work.

Mikey walked up to the bar when he saw the confused look on Frank’s face.

"He’ll be back later. Got a problem at the office."

Frank turned to look at the taller man.

"Will he be back by midnight?"

Mikey shrugged.

"Who knows. There was a break in or something...could take a while."

Frank sighed, looking down...oh well, so much for his big plans tonight. Mikey turned as he heard loud laughter coming from one of the VIP tables, and saw Brendon headed toward him with an empty tray, wet shorts and red cheeks. He frowned slightly...they didn’t need trouble tonight.

"Baby, you Ok?"

He asked as his boy reached him, looking a little flustered.

"Yeah, well no. Someone dropped appetisers on the ground and my skate slipped and all my drinks went down along with me..."

Brendon shook himself out a bit.

"I'm going to change."

Mikey cocked an eyebrow at his boy, stepping in closer and placing one hand on Brendon's hip, squeezing slightly.

"Do you need a hand with that?"

He smirked.

"Oh, well you could..."

"Excuse me Mr. Way, the manager is looking for you."

Brendon gave a small smile to the woman that timidly stepped up and then patted Mikey's cheek.

"Go be the boss, Boss, we can play later."

The woman blushed a little hearing this and Brendon chuckled as he moved out of Mikey's grasp and carefully headed to the break room. Mikey sighed, turning to the woman who’s name was either Annie or Carrie...he couldn’t remember cause she was one of twins, both of which he’d hired.

"Oh well, no rest for the wicked. Where is he?"

He asked after the manager.

"Follow me please."

The twin lead him toward the back of the bar to one of the reserved tables.


(time passes)


Gerard was exhausted. It was nearly midnight and he was debating whether to go home, but he hadn't really give Frank an explanation for why he left, and he thought maybe he should. He made his way back to the bar and was not surprised to still see a line of people waiting to get in. While the other bars closed at two am, the Manhattan one would stay open till four. He gave a half hearted wave to Bob and entered the building.

Frank was pretty overrun at the bar, but that didn’t stop him from spotting his boyfriend's return, a huge grin spreading quickly on his face as he realised that his plan could still potentially work out...as long as he could get rid of this queue in the next ten minutes that is. He raised a hand to wave at Gerard, hoping he would see and come on over. The place was still packed and Gerard didn't see Mikey anywhere. He saw Brendon and of course assumed Ray was in the kitchen. He looked at the bar and saw it was crowded as well. He saw hands up to get attention for drinks, but no sign of Frank...well he is short. Gerard sighed. Maybe he made a mistake coming back here. Frank realised that Gerard hadn’t seen him and made a snap decision.

"Cover me Mouse!..."

He exclaimed loudly before vaulting over the bar and pushing through the crowd toward his despondent and tired looking boyfriend.

"GEE!"

Gerard turned around hearing his name. he saw the crowd at the bar part as Frank pushed through.

"Frankie!"

Gerard rushed over.

"Are you alright? What's wrong?"

Frank took Gerard into his arms and dipped him without warning, pressing their lips together and kissing him fiercely like it was the air he needed to breathe. After a minute, he pulled back half an inch...ignoring the cheers and whistles coming from the crowd around them.

"Nothing's wrong. I just missed you."

He grinned.

"Wow, I can tell, but I said I was coming back."

Gerard was a little dizzy now. Frank frowned slightly, lifting Gerard back up onto his feet and holding him as he swayed a little.

"Not to me."

He mumbled. Then Gerard remembered.

"Right, sorry, you were really busy and I didn't want to bother you. But I did tell Mikey and Bob so I know one of them must have told you."

"Yeah, Mikey said something about a break in?...everything Ok?"

"Yeah, the idiot broke into the wrong building it turned out, but it was still a break in so all the red tape that goes with it I had to deal with."

Gerard yawned. He was so tired. Frank sighed, he couldn’t be upset at that cute little face for long. He wrapped his arms around Gerard and pulled him in close.

"Why don’t you go sit down in the office and I’ll bring you a drink, yeah?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

Gerard kissed Frank's forehead and then moved away gently and trudged to the back of the bar. Frank grinned, looking at the big clock over the bar and seeing that he still had time to make this work. He headed behind the bar and set to work on Gerard’s special drink.

Five minutes later, and two minutes before midnight...he walked into the office with a glass in one hand and a can of squirty fresh cream in the other. He grinned wide when he saw Gerard sat on the couch in the corner, looking like he could fall asleep any minute now.

"Hi baby, you Ok?"

"Yeah, just...I may take a nap soon..."

Gerard looked at Frank with half open eyes.

"Whatcha got there Frankie?"

Frank smiled lovingly at Gerard as he walked over to him. He carefully held out the glass.

"Your favourite my love...made with my own two hands."

Gerard saw the familiar red drink and gave a sleepy smile.

"You forgot the whipped cream baby."

Frank shook his head, smiling fondly at his boy.

"No, I got it..."

He showed Gerard the can.

"Close your eyes baby, I've got a surprise for you."

"I'm really not in the mood to get covered in whip cream Frankie, nor do I really think this is the time or place."

Frank chuckled.

"Not what I had in mind, but it's a thought for tomorrow. No, come on sweetheart, close those pretty eyes for me."

Gerard sighed at his boyfriend's dirty mind, but he did as he was asked. Frank smiled, setting the glass down then digging the drink's accoutrements and the ring box out of his pocket. He squirted the cream into the drink, sprinkled some crumble on top from a little pot, then added the cherry. He opened the box and removed the ring, then carefully threaded it onto the cherry's stem. He took a breath, then got down on one knee in front of his boyfriend, holding the glass out between them.

"Ok...open your eyes angel."

"Frankie, what are you..."

Gerard's words died in his throat. Frank smiled up at him.

"Gerard, my beautiful angel...since the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I would fall in love with you. You are everything I’ve always wanted and I don’t want to ever be without you, so, with that being said..."

He reached out to take Gerard’s hand in his as he looked lovingly into the older boy's eyes.

"Gerard Arthur Way...will you marry me?"

"Frankie..."

Gerard couldn’t think. He couldn't breathe...he couldn't breathe. He started to gasp for air. Frank’s eyes widened and he quickly set the drink to one side and moved up onto the couch, turning Gerard to face him.

"Easy baby...come on, breathe with me...in...out...in...come on Gee, breathe..."

Gerard looked at Frank and tried to concentrate on his face and voice. Frank held both of Gerard’s trembling hands between his and cooed to him softly.

"That’s it baby, you’re ok. Just breathe for me beautiful."

Gerard kept his eyes on Frank and saw how much concern was in his eyes. He saw how much Frank cared about him and how much he loved him. Gerard didn't even wait for his breathing to completely right itself, he leaned in and kissed him. Frank’s eyes widened, then slipped closed as he pulled Gerard into his lap, wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. Gerard replaced his lost breath with Frank's, then pulled back half an inch.

"Yes Frankie, yes I will marry you."

Frank grinned happily.

"Really?...cause I thought for a second there that you were gonna shoot me down. You’re really saying yes?"

"No no no! I just...I couldn't believe you wanted to marry me."

"Why not?..."

Frank frowned slightly.

"Don’t you know how much I love you?"

"Of course, but you can love something, but not want to..."

Gerard was cut off with a kiss again. Frank pressed his lips hard to Gerard’s, one hand tangling in his already messy hair, the other sliding down to cup his ass. After a minute, he pulled back for air.

"Two days."

He said, staring into Gerard’s eyes.

"Two days?"

Frank nodded, tracing his thumb down Gerard’s cheek.

"Yeah, two days. That’s how long it took me to decide that I wanted to marry you. It only took two seconds to fall in love."

"Oh."

Gerard didn't know what to say to that. He was saved by the door opening up. He turned his head and saw Mikey and Brendon.

"Uh...this isn't what it looks like I swear!..."

After chewing out his brother and his boyfriends this morning he didn't need to be called a hypocrite. Brendon looked at them and smiled.

"So he said yes?"

Frank smiled and nodded proudly, pressing a quick kiss to Gerard’s cheek.

"Yep. He did."

"Wait...he knew?"

Frank chuckled.

"Yeah, I kinda needed his opinion on the r..."

His eyes went wide suddenly.

"The ring!..."

He turned to pick up the glass, bringing it round so Gerard could reach it. The ring glistened in the light.

"You said yes...so this is yours..."

Gerard held his hand out blushing. Frank carefully took the ring off of the cherry stalk and with a grin, slid it onto Gerard’s finger.

"I love you baby...always."

"I love you too Frankie, forever."

Frank smiled happily then pulled Gerard back in to kiss him deeply, his arms wrapping around the boy and holding him close. Mikey chuckled slightly, taking Brendon’s hand and quietly pulling him out of the office. He closed the door behind them and grinned.

"Let’s give them some privacy, yeah?..."

He pulled off his tie and hung it on the door handle.

"Come on, let’s go find Ray...I think we’ve all earned a break, don’t you?"


(time passes)


It was almost two AM now and the Brooklyn crew was exhausted. The place was still going for another two hours, but everyone was done.

"Ugh, all night and no break. I can't wait to get home..."

Ray was dragging himself and Brendon to the car.

"Where's Mikey?"

"He's saying goodbye to Gerard and Frankie and letting them know we're leaving."

"I hope Mikey doesn't mind driving cause I need a nap."

"Me too."

Ray deposited Brendon in the back of their car and then got in the passenger seat and promptly fell asleep.


(time passes)


Mikey hadn’t actually said goodbye to his brother and Frank, cause the noises coming through the office door told him that he didn’t want to see how they were celebrating their engagement. He slipped a note under the door...


Dear brother and brother-in-law to be, me and my boys are heading home, see you tomorrow. Congrats again.

M.



p.s. Please clean up after yourselves...other people have to use that office too ;)


Then, chuckling quietly, he headed out, saying his goodbyes on the way. When he reached the car, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes and smile fondly...both his boys were sound asleep. Getting into the driver's seat, he closed the door quietly then started the engine. Normally he’d turn on the radio, but he didn’t want to wake Ray or Brendon, so instead, he drove in silence until he got them home. He turned off the engine and turned in his seat, reaching out to gently shake Ray's shoulder.

"Ray, baby we're home."

"Mmmm huh, oh Ok."

Ray yawned and stretched as he got out of the car and popped his back. He opened the back door and saw Brendon still had his skates on.

"So that's why it was so easy before."

He reached down and lifted Brendon onto his shoulders. Mikey smiled at his boys then went to open the front door.

"Are we home yet?"

"Yeah Brendon we're home."

"Oh cool."

Ray carried Brendon passed Mikey and up the stairs to the bedrooms. Mikey chuckled and set to locking up for the night. He made sure the doors and windows were secure, then went into the kitchen. He grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge for his boys, and a bottle of peach tea for himself...then turned off all the ground floor lights and headed upstairs.

When he reached the bedroom, he smiled happily seeing Ray in just his tight boxer briefs as he leaned over the bed trying to pull Brendon’s shorts off of him. The younger boy was half asleep and not being helpful in the least, so Ray had been left to do all the work. Mikey chuckled, setting the drinks down on the nightstand.

"Need a hand there babe?"

"Yeah, his skates were a pain in the ass to take off cause he double knots them."

Ray wasn't sure if he should put Brendon in his own bed or in their bed. They all had their own bedrooms for when they wanted them, but mostly they slept with Mikey in the king he had. Mikey smiled, moving to Ray's side and reaching over to hold Brendon’s hips, lifting them a little so Ray could finish what he was trying to do.

"You want to sleep in here with me tonight?..."

He asked conversationally.

"I fancy cuddling with my two baby boys."

"Sure, I mean if you want me to."

Ray wasn't sure if Mikey was as tired as he and Brendon were. Mikey turned, reaching up to cup Ray's cheek.

"Of course. Today has been long and I’m shattered...cuddles and falling asleep with you two is all I could ever want."

"Okay, so you take the middle then..."

Ray finished tucking Brendon in and he immediately rolled to his side facing away. Ray chuckled lightly and shook his head.

"Guess it's just you and me cuddling tonight."

Mikey chuckled, climbing into the bed next to Brendon and patting the sheets for Ray to join him.

"Come on, he'll turn over soon."

Ray slipped into his side of the bed after turning off the light. The moon lit his path softly so no stubbed toes tonight. He felt Mikey pull him into his side and laid his head on Mikey's chest, sighing with contentment.

"Tonight was good. I think the bar is going to *yawn* do well there."

Mikey pressed a kiss to the top of Ray's head, wrapping an arm around him and holding him close.

"Yeah, I think you’re right. I think I’m gonna be happier back at the Brooklyn bar though...as long as my boys are there with me. The celebs and paps are a bit too showbiz for me to deal with every night."

"Yeah, I miss my kitchen and my regular staff..."

Ray tilted his head up and looked at Mikey.

"Thanks for giving me the job. I don't feel like I ever say it enough."

"Baby boy, you don’t have to thank me. Without you, Hook Up just wouldn’t be the same...I should be thanking you."

Ray blushed a bit. In the military he was rugged and had to be ready for anything, but here with Mikey he could be soft and more himself. Mikey pressed a gentle kiss to Ray's lips, his hand moving into the man's wild curly hair. There was no intent in the kiss...just all the love he felt for the boy. Ray moved his hand to Mikey's neck as he received the kiss. It had been too long since they had time like this. They had all been working so hard to open the fourth place and it seemed like there was no time for intimacy. Mikey smiled into the kiss, wrapping his other arm around Ray to pull their bodies close and tight...he’d missed this.

There was something about Mikey's kisses that did Ray in. He couldn't explain it, but he no longer felt tired.

"Mikey?"

Mikey slid one hand from Ray's back down to his ass, squeezing slightly.

"Yes baby boy?...what do you want?..."

He purred, moving his lips to the boy's neck, kissing softly. Mikey was stealing Ray's ability to talk. He was pushing all the right buttons and Ray was pushing his body right back into Mikey's.

"Use your words baby boy. Tell me what you want."

Mikey murmured, sucking on the skin just below Ray's right ear as he squeezed the boy's ass harder.

"Ahhhh, want you."

"And what do you want me to do?"

Mikey teased, nibbling on Ray's earlobe, now that he was happy with the dark mark that he’d left below. Ray was never good with dirty talk or saying what he wanted. It was one of the reasons that he never had a boyfriend long...that and they wanted him to top all the time.

"I...I want..."

Mikey slid his hand up from Ray's ass, then down inside his underwear, squeezing his ass again, skin on skin.

"You want me to finger you?...is that what you want?"

Ray just whimpered, slamming his eyes shut. He nodded as he pressed his face into Mikey's neck. Mikey smirked, withdrawing his hand and bringing two fingers up to Ray's lips.

"Get 'em nice and wet baby boy...make 'em drip."

Ray sucked on Mikey's fingers like they were two individual cocks. Mikey watched, licking his lips.

"That’s it baby...so perfect..."

Ray kept eye contact with Mikey the whole time. Mikey could feel his own cock was rock hard in his underwear...he couldn’t wait much longer. He pulled his fingers free from Ray's talented mouth with a smirk.

"Hands and knees..."

He ordered. Ray was shaking, but he obeyed, pulling off his underwear and throwing them across the room before getting in position. Mikey moved to kneel behind him, stroking his dry hand along the older man's side reassuringly.

"Good boy, just relax."

"Do we have any of that warming lube left?"

Ray blushed a little. He usually didn't ask for things.

"Yeah, a little I think..."

Mikey moved and reached over to the nightstand to opened the top draw, digging around inside for a moment before pulling out the half full bottle of strawberry and cream scented lube. One of the club's customers apparently sold designer lubes and toys, and gave Mikey a bunch of samples with the hope that he’d consider selling them in Hook Up. Mikey had accepted the samples and some of them had come in very useful...but he had no intention to sell them in his clubs.

"Ta da!..."

He cheered triumphantly as he held the bottle up for Ray to see, but then winced slightly when his exuberance caused Brendon to whine and stir slightly. Once the sleeping boy was quiet again, Mikey crawled back behind Ray and squirted some of the gel onto his fingers.

"You ready baby boy?"

"Yes."

Ray let out his breathless reply and put his head back down in the pillow. Mikey placed his clean hand onto Ray's ass cheek, squeezing gently before carefully spreading the boy open.

"So hot."

Mikey murmured before moving his lubed fingers to Ray's tight hole. He didn’t press in...not yet. He liked to tease. Ray was super sensitive, especially when he was all geared up like this.

"Please Mikey, please I need it."

"Easy baby boy...I got you."

Mikey slowly pressed the tip of his index finger in through the tight ring of muscle, as he rubbed his other hand soothingly over Ray's hip, squeezing lightly. Ray pushed back. He wanted more, he needed more. He moaned low in the back of his throat. Mikey pushed his finger in all the way to the second knuckle, feeling Ray tremble around his digit.

"M-More, please, I need m-more."

"Another finger?"

Mikey asked, crooking his finger toward Ray's prostate, though only just grazing it lightly.

"Yes yes, fuck me with all of them!"

Mikey raised an eyebrow.

"All?...give me a number baby boy?"

Mikey grazed his prostate again and Ray bit the pillow, letting out a muffled scream.

"F-Four."

Mikey nodded, smiling proudly.

"What’s your safe word if it gets too much?"

"S-Sassafras."

Mikey pressed his finger in hard against Ray's prostate.

"Say it again."

He needed to know that the other man could still say it when he could barely catch his breath..

"S-s-sassafras. Now p-please."

"Hes gonna *yawn* start crying soon if you don't start baby..."

Ray looked over and saw Brendon rubbing his eyes. Brendon reached on his side of the bed and pulled out the normal lube.

"You need more than that designer shit for this. It dries up faster..."

Brendon moved to his knees.

"Can I help?"

Mikey smiled, sitting back and carefully removing his finger from Ray's tight heat, making the man whine quietly.

"Of course you can...if Ray's Ok with it?"

"I just wanna get fucked!"

Brendon was right, Ray was close to tears. Brendon petted Ray's head gently.

"It's okay Ray, Mikey is gonna take care of you..."

Brendon moved to kiss the top of his head and then turned back to Mikey.

"I think maybe your cock and a few fingers are best. He doesn't have the patience to take the whole hand right now."

What surprised both Mikey and Ray is when Brendon was in the bedroom with them, he was still completely submissive and a bottom, but between Ray and Brendon, he was the Alpha of them for sure. He often kept Ray calm which was the opposite at work. Ray often wondered if it was cause of his military experience and handling pressure.

"Please yes, I want that, want that."

Mikey nodded, smiling softly at his boys.

"Alright then. Brendon, be a good boy and open Ray up for me."

"M-Me? Oh n-no, I can't I mean I..."

"Bren...it's okay, this time it's okay."

Mikey reached out to stroke his fingers through the younger man's hair.

"You can do it Brendon...I’m right here."

Brendon was shaking as he poured the lube on his fingers. He moved up behind Ray and felt the older man shiver.

"R-Ready?"

"Yeah."

Brendon placed a gooped up finger against Ray's opening and pushed it in. Mikey placed one hand on Ray's lower back, stroking soothingly as he reassured Brendon with the other in his hair.

"Go on, you don’t have to be ultra gentle, he can take it...right Ray?"

Brendon and Ray nodded at the same time and Brendon pulled back and pushed a second finger inside swiftly. Mikey watched feeling proud, but also really really turned on. He moved his hand from Brendon’s hair, sliding it down the boy's body before slipping it into the front of his underwear, taking Brendon’s semi in his hand and starting to stroke the boy slowly.

Brendon's eyes slipped closed as his mouth fell open and he groaned, pressing his fingers into Ray faster and harder.

"That’s it...you’re doing good."

Mikey said, stroking Brendon a little faster. Brendon didn't know how long he was supposed to keep this up, but he knew that he was getting close and probably so was Ray with the whining he was doing. Was it fair for him to make Ray cum when he knew that Mikey liked the feeling? He tried to articulate, but only a strangled cry came out, as without warning, Mikey had pulled down his underwear, lubed up his own fingers and pressed one inside him. Brendon fell forward draped over Ray, pushing his fingers in hard against Ray's prostate which made Ray moan loudly. Mikey still wanted to fuck Ray, and lick Brendon out til he was shaking...but he wanted both of his boys to cum first. He pressed a second finger into Brendon’s pretty hole, quickly finding the boy's prostate and working it expertly.

"Come on baby boys...want you both to cum like this."

Both men moaned in unison as they shook against each other from the attention. Mikey moved his hand from Ray's back down to his ass. He used the slickness that was already there to slide one finger in beside Brendon’s two.

That was apparently enough for Ray, he arched his back pressing more against Brendon's body and stained the sheets below himself. Mikey grinned, wiggling his finger for a moment before sliding it out.

"Good boy, well done. Just relax for a minute."

He watched Brendon pull his fingers free and Ray collapse onto his belly in his own mess, then refocused himself on getting Brendon to cum. He pressed in a third finger and rubbed continuously at the boy’s prostate. Brendon tried hard not to fall on top of Ray, but once the third finger entered he lost the battle. He landed on top of Ray and Brendon's cock nestled nicely between his slick cheeks. Without realising it Brendon began to rut against Ray's ass and begging Mikey to fuck him. Mikey smirked. He pushed his fingers in hard.

"I’m not gonna fuck you tonight Brendon...I am gonna eat out that little ass of yours though. You want that?...You gonna get up on all fours and move up a bit so I can lick out your pretty little hole while I fuck Ray in his?...You want that?...hmm?"

Brendon couldn’t scramble up fast enough, pulling his underwear the rest of the way off and shoving his ass into Mikey's face. Ray had gotten his strength back a bit and was able to turn over on his back, moving the sheet under him to avoid the mess he made. He looked up at Brendon and smiled.

"Hi."

Brendon looked back and returned it.

"Hi yourself."

"You got good hands."

"Thanks. Sorry for using your ass before."

"No problem."

They both turned and looked at Mikey.

"Ready when you are."

Mikey chuckled slightly, pushing his underwear down so his very hard cock sprung free and throwing them away before moving into place.

"My good boys. I love you both, you know that?"

He didn’t wait for an answer and quickly pushed his cock into Ray’s beautifully stretched ass, and his face into Brendon’s...tongue pressing in straight away.

"FUCK!"

Both men screamed at the same time again and Ray's arms circled Brendon's body as Brendon lunged for the head board so he didn't fall on Ray. Both their cocks had taken an interest once again and in this position, they were brushing together light enough to make both men shiver in delight. Mikey gripped Brendon’s ass cheeks, holding him spread open as he plunged his tongue in and out...he always loved how the boy tastes. His hips thrust hard and fast, his cock slamming into Ray's prostate on every other thrust...he really wasn’t going to last very long at all.

Ray and Brendon didn't kiss. It wasn't a rule, but they weren't attracted to each other that way and Mikey didn't force them, but they were both biting at each other's shoulders as they both got closer to second orgasms. Mikey pressed his thumbs into Brendon’s hole on either side of his tongue as he continued to lick...and thrust his hips quickly.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonnnnn...AAAAAH."

Brendon cried out as he painted Ray with his cum. Mikey smirked and continued to lick at the boy's rim until Brendon was a whimpering mess from oversensitivity, then he let him go and concentrated on fucking hard and fast into Ray's gorgeous ass.

Now it was Ray's turn to howl and grab at Brendon. The two bottoms laced their fingers together as Brendon encouraged Ray to cum. Mikey was so close, but he was good at holding back...he wanted Ray to cum first. He thrust into Ray’s prostate over and over again.

"Come on Ray, that's it, cum for us. Let me feel it."

Ray nodded and gripped Brendon's hand tighter as he concentrated. Mikey moved one hand down between them to wrap around Ray’s length. He started jerking him off hard and fast in time with his thrusts. It was all Ray needed. He bucked his hips against Brendon and Mikey's hand and painted their stomaches. Mikey felt Ray’s muscles clench around him and he had to bite his tongue to stop from cumming inside the man. He stilled as the tight drag threatened to pull him over the edge, then once Ray’s ass relaxed, he pulled out and moved up the bed over his boys.

"Get...closer..."

He panted, shaking slightly with the effort of holding back.

"Wanna paint both your...faces..."

Both men obeyed and moved so that Mikey could reach them. They both closed their eyes and opened their mouths with their tongues out.

"Beautiful."

Mikey murmured, moving so the tip of his cock was about six inches from their faces. He wrapped his fist around himself and started jerking off, grunts and moans escaping his lip until after just half a dozen quick strokes, he came hard...streaks of his sticky white cum decorating both boy's faces. Both caught some cum in their mouths and licked it up with a satisfied groan. Then they lay there content. Mikey smiled down at them as he panted, catching his breath.

"Stay right where you are..."

He said after a minute, moving to climb off the bed, his cock hanging limp and glistening as he headed to the bathroom for a wet cloth.

"And don’t you dare wipe me off. I want a photo."

All that was heard from the bed was a breathy giggle and a light smack. Mikey washed himself off quickly before rinsing out the cloth and heading back into the bedroom. He stopped in the doorway and smiled, he couldn’t believe how lucky he’d gotten these past two years...not only did he now have four extremely successful clubs, but also two of the most perfect boyfriends ever. He chuckled at the sight of them laying there, sticky and satisfied, and walked to the nightstand, grabbing his cellphone and tapping into the camera function.

"Hold it right there."

He grinned, holding up the phone to get a perfect shot.

"Okay, fun is fun, but I feel gross now."

Ray could bounce back from orgasms faster than Brendon who was still giggling. Ray slipped off the bed and kissed Mikey on the cheek, then headed to the bathroom. Mikey smirked, smacking Ray's ass as he walked passed before turning his attention to the boy on the bed.

"Now, what about you baby boy...you gonna get up?"

"Nope, I'm gonna lay here blissed out and fucked and..."

A gurgle filled the pause.

"Dammit!"

Brendon got up and ran to the half bath and let out a groan as he took a wicked piss with the door open. Mikey laughed and set to work stripping the sticky sheets from the bed, then replaced them with fresh before climbing in. He saw both his boys return to the room and held open his arms for them.

"Come on baby boys, let’s get some sleep, yeah?"

Both nodded and climbed in on either side of Mikey.

"This is nice."

"Yeah."

It didn't matter who said it as they all agreed. Mikey sighed happily as he held the two boys close to his sides. He could feel their bodies relaxing into his and he knew it wouldn’t be long before they were both asleep...with him likely following soon after. He loved his boys and he loved how his life was going. There had been hard times along the way of course...Patrick came to mind in that respect...but things were great now, better than he ever imagined they could be.

He heard soft snoring coming from Ray and quiet snuffling from Brendon, and knew they were out for the night. He smiled in the darkness...this was his life now and he wouldn’t have it any other way. His phone pinged softly on the nightstand, signalling a text message and he carefully reached over to grab it. The little screen was too bright in the room, but he squinted and saw it was a message from Gerard. Chuckling quietly, he tapped on it.


Hi Mikey, you’re probably asleep now, so I guess you’ll read this in the morning, but I just wanted to tell you that I’m proud of you little brother and everything you’ve achieved, and that I love you. I’ll see you later, night G.xox.


Mikey smiled wide and typed a quick reply.


I love you too Gee, and congrats again on you and Frankie. I’ll see you tomorrow, night to you both, xxx.


He pressed send, then turned off his phone and set it on the nightstand again before wrapping his arm back around Brendon’s body and closing his eyes with a content sigh as he settled down to sleep. Yes, life wasn’t perfect...but all in all, it was pretty damn good.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

So this is the end of another fic...hope you enjoyed it? Don’t be too sad it’s over though, cos the end of one fic can only mean one thing...NEW FIC COMING SOON!
I cant give you any hints cos we’re still planning, but rest assured...you’re gonna love it.

Until then...PLEASE COMMENT and peace out babies!
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