Emo Trinity x Reader

Mikey Way x Reader - Any Time You Want

"Thank you," Mikey smiled, "We don't get that often. And what's your name?"

"Oh, I'm (y/n)," you introduced yourself.

"Nice to meet you," Mikey answered. "Now, what can I get you to drink?"

For a moment you considered to choose alcohol, but you were interested what Mikey's reaction would be if you chose something non-alcoholic. You decided to put him on a test.

"I'd like a Ginger Ale, please."

Mikey nodded and waved the bartender over. "Two Ginger Ale, Max!"

"On their way, Mikes!"

So Mikey passed the test. Neat.

"So your 'date'," he put quotation marks around the 'date' with his fingers, "has been on his cigarette break for how long?"

You quickly pulled out your phone to check the time. "Twenty-five minutes, give or take a few."

Max, the bartender slid over two long, thin glasses, filled with a clear, Bernstein colored liquid.

"That's on the house," he told Mikey with a glance at you.

Mikey handed you one of the glasses and you clicked them together.

"To making the best of bad situations," he said, winking at you.

"The best," you repeated and smiled.

Mikey and you talked for a while, sipping on your drinks and laughing at silly jokes both of you made. It was only when your glasses were empty that you fell silent. Music was blaring from the speakers and people were loudly talking to each other all around you, yet you felt like Mikey and you were all by yourselves.

"Run away with me."

Irritated you looked up at Mikey. His eyes were fixed on you. He seemed hopeful, yet worried you would reject him.

"Any time you want," you responded, not breaking eye contact with him for a second.

A smile spread over his face and his eyes started glowing. "Where do you wanna go?"

"I don't care, first of all, out of here," you decided.

"I can arrange that," he laughed and stood up, offering you his hand to take.

You stood up from your bar stool, placing your hand in his and smiling up at him.

"Yo, (y/n)!"

Confused you turned around and were met with the sight of your 'date' approaching the bar. You really were not in the mood to talk to him now and as Mikey had said, you were running away with him. Meaning you could as well run away from the man a few meters away.

"Run!" You shouted to Mikey giggling and he pulled you into the crowd of dancing and talking people.

"The back exit!" He pointed towards a small, unnoticeable door and you ran over, hand in hand.

You were pretty sure you were not being followed, but you let Mikey drag you down a few streets before you stopped under a street light, breathing heavily.

"That was fun," Mikey laughed and you nodded giggling.

"Oh god, I need to see him tomorrow at work!"

Both of you laughed again, imagining the weird confrontation.

"He saw I was kidnapping you, no reason for him to be weird about it," Mikey giggled, still breathing heavily.

"I told you to run," you reminded him, bending over laughing.

"Would you have believed you'd get kidnapped tonight?" Mikey laughed, leaning against the streetlight, slowly calming down.

"Kidnapped maybe, but I wouldn't have guessed I'd be running away with an attractive bassist," you admitted, shyly smiling up at Mikey.

He blushed slightly and stared down on you lovingly. Suddenly it was as if time stood still, only you and Mikey existed as he stared down deep into your soul. Mikey was the one to break the silence.

"I really, really wanna kiss you right now," he confessed, making you blush.

"Then do it," you told him.

Slowly he leant to you, giving you time to back out if you wanted, until his soft lips met yours. He gently pulled you closer to him and you placed your hand on his chest, sending a shiver down his spine and making you smile into the kiss in return.

"Run away with me," he repeated his words from earlier. "I mean it. Run away with me, just for tonight, let's run away."

"Any time you want."