Why do I never look up while walking? [Mikey Way X Reader]

11.

It was really interesting to see with how much care they handled their instruments, all of them holding it securely away from any harm, occasionally strumming a chord to see if the tuning was perfect. Then, Gerard, Frank and Ray got back together for a few more voice warm-ups and Mikey had another moment for me.

"You feeling better now?" He wanted to know as he fell down on the sofa next to me and put his head in my lap.

I started to play with his blond strands and braided one of them. "Yup. They're just as cool as I remembered them."

"Thanks, Sugar!"

"No problem, Gerard!" I answered sweetly and saw Mikey roll his eyes.

But I ignored it and instead massaged his head and shoulders. He became putty in my hands after the fifth gentle rub of my fingers and melted into the touch. I could feel how tense his shoulders were. "Are you alright?"

Mikey sighed and put his arm over his eyes. "Yeah yeah, just..."

"Just?" I prompted as he didn't keep talking.

"It's just that I'm still extremely nervous before each show, y'know big crowds and all that."

"Well, that's perfectly normal, Babe. I could never do this and I have so much respect for you guys. But you really don't need to, these people out there love you and you know that you're awesome musicians," I told him truthfully, never moving my hands away from his tense muscles.

Mikey stopped my movements and sat up. Instead of saying something, he just grabbed my face and pulled me close to kiss me passionately. After the initial shock moment, I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him back with the same force. It was uncoordinated and messy but I knew that Mikey needed this and I knew that I really much liked this.

Unfortunately, we got interrupted way earlier than both of us liked from a frantic looking man that suddenly was standing in the middle of the room. "My Chemical Romance on stage in fifteen! Get going guys!"

We disentangled ourselves while the others already grabbed their instruments. And then, we were suddenly all alone in the room.

Mikey got his bass and I walked up to him to hug him tightly. "You're gonna be awesome, Babe. Show them what music is!"

"You can't imagine how much I love you right now," Mikey laughed and kissed me one last time before he followed his band to the stage.

While they were getting ready, I made my way to the venue where there had been a place saved for me beforehand. It was harder to find it than I expected as the place was already packed but eventually I found it.

The show started and this time I recognized the song and could sing along with Gerard and all the other people. Like the last time, the atmosphere gave me goosebumps as everyone screamed out the lyrics from the bottom of their hearts. Now, I understood the feeling as I knew every song by heart myself and had a very helpful boyfriend who could answer any question about the meaning of the songs and in what state of mind it had been written in.

My personal favourite, Famous Last Words, started to play and I had fixed my gaze on Mikey throughout it as I screamed and danced. And then, his eyes found me.

He smiled and walked closer to the end of the stage, pointing his bass in my direction. I heard the people around me shout in excitement as they thought Mikey was looking at them. But I knew that my boyfriend was looking at me because that smile on his lips was reserved for me.

I blew a kiss at him and laughed as he moved a little to the side to catch it with his own lips.

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Aaaand finished!
I know it's not that much or with much plot (if any haha) but I had fun writing it and thought it was cute. So thank you for reading it and I hope you liked it just as much as I do!

Love you guys and stay safe💜

Oh, and a little deleted scene I liked but had no place for:

Around three a.m. we went to bed despite both of us having work in the morning. But I didn't want to waste any minute together with him on sleep and Mikey apparently neither. And the movie had been pretty good too (well maybe the cuddling on the sofa had convinced me to stay more than Captain America's abs but Mikey didn't need to know that).

No less than four hours later, my alarm started to ring.

"Noooo" I whined and slapped blindly for my phone. This turned out to be harder than expected as something held me down on the bed.

As I heard a soft grunt right next to my ear, I opened my eyes immediately and turned to the noise and the weight that I know recognized as an arm only to see a very tired Mikey blink at me. I had slapped him in the process, my dumb alarm still ringing. "'s the middle o' the night, make it shut up."

If I had been any more awake, my heart would have burst at the adorable view in front of me, Mikey's blond hair all over the place, the lines of the pillow on his cheek and his eyebrows furrowed at the noise. But I was still half asleep so I just kept hunting for my phone. I was two seconds away from just throwing it out of the window and cuddling back into my boyfriend.

With a sigh, I moved his arm away from my midriff and sat up abruptly. Only to fall right back down because everything became blurry from moving to fast. Mikey seemed to be more awake now too and sat up too.

"Good morning, Y/N," he yawned and shivered in the cold air, "why are we awake at this unholy time?"

I blinked tiredly at my boyfriend. "Because I have to work in- oh shit, in an hour!"

Oh no, I had to drive at least half an hour and had to get ready, preferably at home. I would not go in the clothes from yesterday. So I jumped up again and ignored my blurriness.

Mikey had lend me some of his old shirts for bed so I just put on my jeans and figured to go out in this. 

Then, I leant over the bed and pressed a short kiss to Mikey's lips, my hand on his cheek. He grinned lazily and tried to pull me back down. "Five more minutes?"

"You know, I really hate you at the moment for being your own boss?" I sighed and grabbed my bag.

He groaned exaggerated and clutched my hand, still refusing to leave the warm bed. "Try telling Ray that. He will come and beat my ass if I'm late for practice."

I giggled and freed my hand which Mikey commented on with a pout. "Whatever. See you later!"

"I'm gonna swing by after practice!" He promised right as I pulled the door closed behind me.