okay, bare with me here..i am not the best at writing ship fics because i always feel i write the people weirdly, so go easy on me.. but this is for my angel @garlicbreadmustdie !! sorry it took a few days for this. i hope you like it. i wanted to make it a awkward crush like fic so hopefully you like it :))) <33
summary — mikey and pete have this awkward crush like tension while being a friends with benefits.
warnings — fluff, friends with benefits mention, kissing. that’s about it😭
mikey’s head has felt dizzy for the last 15 minutes. not in a bad way exactly.
right now he had pete wentz helping him apply his eyeliner. pete had made his way into the guys tour bus before nights show and of course neither of them kept their hands off of each other.
one thing led to another during the warped tour. somehow it started off with sloppy makeout in each others tour busses, then a hook up and now to where they are now. neither of them put a label on it, so they never mentioned it.
“you need to stay still, mikey..” pete murmured softly. tilting mikey’s jaw up a little more while applying the eyeliner on. the gentle grip on mikey’s jaw as pete applied the eyeliner.
mikey’s face flushed pink as the gentleness of pete’s tone. even with how much they hang out now, he still gets shy.
“m’sorry..” mikey softly said back. seeing pete suppress his own smile by rolling his lips in. playing it off like he was just trying to focus.
the whole time they spent before getting ready was just laying in bed and talking for hours. mikey playing with the hem of his shirt while listening to pete rant for hours.
not that mikey needed to talk. he honestly preferred listening to pete anyways. seeing the way his face lit up when he got excited and talked about what he loved.
“this really brings out your eyes” pete smiled again. smudging the eyeliner slightly before moving to the other eye. “lift your head up more…” he tilted mikey’s head back just a little more. trying to make sure he didn’t poke his eye.
“thanks.” mikey gave a shy laugh. clearing his throat after feeling stupid for being so awkward.
once pete said he finished, he blinked his eyes a few times to focus. turning to the small bathroom mirror in the tour bus to see.
“you like?” pete already still smiling like an idiot. his eyes roaming all over mikey’s face in the mirror.
“yeah, definitely pulls the look together.” mikey mentally hitting himself in the head for how stupid that sounded. glancing back at pete in the mirror. admiring how the light catches his own eyeliner and features perfectly.
pete looked away when his face turned red. swallowing hard. “so after the show,” he started out awkwardly. “did you want me to meet you back here or do you and the guys already have plans?”
mikey felt his heart beat faster when pete asked this. especially because he never knew if pete was actually into mikey or if he was just a fling while the warped tour went on.
so he never really pushed. but being asked this? made him more flustered than he’d like to admit.
mikey shook his head no before he managed to spit any words out. “no, not that i’m aware of but you know, either way, you could just come by.”
pete bit the inside of his cheek out of nerves. nodding instantly. “yeah, yeah that’s fine i can come by.”
mikey hated how awkward it felt when they weren’t actually hooking up. feeling raw around him.
“i was also wondering if you wanted,” mikey wasn’t even able to get the words out before he felt pete’s lips on his. eyes widening in shock but instantly melting into it.
awkwardly bringing his hands to pete’s waist to sit at when he felt pete move his mouth faster against him. not that it felt rushed. it was perfect. a smacking sound when pete pulled his mouth away.
“sorry, should’ve like given you a warning.” pete’s voice barely above a whisper.
mikey didn’t even respond. he just leaned back in and kissed him again. feeling more confident then other times he’s kissed pete in the past. giving pete’s waist a soft squeeze when pete reciprocated.
his chest burning in the best way when he felt pete’s smile against his mouth. smiling himself.
“get out mikey i need too piss!” gerard’s voice cutting through. both out of their heads snapping to the locked door with flushed and plumped kissed lips.
