Every Snowflake's Different (Mikey Way x Reader)

His personality had always intrigued you, but now you finally had the chance to learn more.
Right now, in this second, or these seconds that he held you close. You took the time to analyse everything.
The way he moved, trying to bring you closer to him, as if he were shielding you from the rest of the world. How tight he squeezed you, as if you would just float away if he let go.
It really amazed you how much your perception on him could just change with this one action.
"Stop thinking." Mikey whispered to you.
You looked up to see a smirk playing on his lips.
You chcukled, shaking your head, "I'm not thinking." you state.
Mikey laughed, "Y/n. While you are amazing observer, you are horrible at lying and hiding your feelings." he said, finally letting you go.
You frowned, crossing your arms and giving him a questioning look.
He shook his head, "Come on before they start to question why the emotionless and enthusiast haven't come back yet." he said, reaching for your hand.
You flinched away.
"Oh. Sorry, we can just walk back together." Mikey said, with a small frown.
You bit your lip, "No, Mikey. I just, it's going to take some time before anyone can be, uh, completely, uh, just-"
"I understand, Vladd did some horrible things to you. It takes time." Mikey smirked, "Even if it's more than a few years."
You rolled your eyes, "Why don't you talk more?" you ask as you both begin to walk back to the music room.
"Well, before we moved here, it was only Gee and I, we were home schooled-"
"Cool."
"Quiet boring actually, anyway, it was only he and I, Gee never really talked much, so I guess I learnt it from him. But know, everything's different. Gee has friends, and I swear him and Frank are a thing, he's more social and likes to I dunno, talk I guess. But I've never really had the chance, I'm in his shadow, so I guess I just stayed quiet and didn't talk." He said, finishing as you got up to the room.
You smiled, kissing his cheek, "I'm your friend." you say, opening the door and entering into the chaos that was the rest of My Watercolour Romance.
You still thought that they needed to change the band name to something less crazy, but let it go.
Everyone seemed to ignore your existence until Mikey walked in behind you, still red faced.
"Ooo." Frank called.
You rolled up, "Grow the fuck up dickhead, nothing happened." you state, only part lying.
Gerard laughed, "Come on, something happened. I haven't seen Mikey this red since the first day we got here and-"
"Shut the fuck up Gerard." Mikey groaned, looking down at his feet.
The others stood there mouths wide opened and you resisted the urge to not burst out laughing.
Mikey shrugged, walking back over to the stage, picking up his guitar.
You smiled at him and went back to the desk you were sitting on.
The others still stood where they were.
"Hey dodos, ain't I here to help you all with your music? If so, get playin'." you call, catching Mikey's smirk before his emotionless act was back
The other's snapped out of their trance and the room was filled with music again.
You sat there, listening with a content look on your face, trying to see where you could help the boys better themselves, all the while singing your lyrics in your head.
There was a few things you learnt today.
But the most important one was that Mikey could show emotions.
And maybe he liked you, one thing was for sure.
You definitely liked him, as more than a friend.
But you wouldn't tell a soul, so you just had to live with catching his eye every once when the others weren't looking.
Once they finished playing the song, the chorus of 'how was it?' rang out through the room and all you did was laugh because, if you were being honest-
-you wouldn't have it any other way.

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