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Sep 29, 2009 14:18



Title: Unattainable Or Just Messed Up.
Author: beecat
Pairing: Mike/Tre
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: not true
Part 1

Part 2


Part 3

So Tre stood before Mike, big bright, scared blue eyes and said. “I am in love with you,”

“You…” Mike stepped back a little bit, bumped into the wall, falling straight over it backwards, with just his long legs dangling over the top.

Tre bolted hopped over the small wall, coming to the bassist’s rescue.

“You ok??” Tre panicked

“Yer I am fine,” Mike tried getting up but a sharp pain jumped through his elbows, checking them out they were starting to bruise as well as bleeding.

“Oh shit!” Tre helped him up holding onto his waist “We need to get these cleaned up before they get infected.”

“I know, I’ll be fine.” Mike couldn’t take his eyes off the drummer.

“What?” Tre asked.

“I don’t get it, what do you want from me?” Mike asked bewildered “What could you possibly want from me? You can have anyone you want, yet you come crawling into my bed every night!”

“I want you, you doofus!!” Tre grabbed Mike head, “I want you! But you never let me in, you never let me in that head of yours, or in here” Tre pressed his hand over Mikes’ heart, “I want in! I want you to feel something I want you to tell me you feel something… anything! I want you to tell me not to go out, not to kiss other people. I want you to pick me! I want you to want me! I want you to fucking want me!!” Tre took a deep breath watching Mikes reaction, the look on his face was pure shock.

“Tell me,” was all Tre said, moving as close to Mike as possible, hoping, wishing, praying his heart wouldn’t get smashed into pieces, like it does every time Mike doesn’t see how hard he’s try to get his attention.

Mikes’ heart flutters, the pain in his arms almost forgotten.

“My elbows hurt,” his voice is shaky “and you make my head hurt.”

“What else?” Tre asks pushing their foreheads together still holding his waist.

“I can’t seem… to…” He swallowed hard, “concentrate, when your around… My mind gets… fuzzy.”

“Fuzzy huh?” Tre smiles.

“Yer,” Mike breaths.

“Do I leave you breathless…?” he breaths out.

Tre is smirking now, his heart feels like his has just ran a million miles.

“Uh huh..” Mike nods closing the gap between them kissing Tre’s grinning lips, he excepts the other and they make out for what feels like hours but its about two or three minutes.

Tre pulls away first, “What else?”

“I wanna kiss you.” Mike tries but Tre pulls back. “No, you haven’t finished. What else?”

“I don’t know!” Mike whines “kiss me and I’ll remember…”

Tre chuckles “No, tell me what else, then I’ll kiss you.”

“I am scared,” Mike whispers. “Of what Mikey?” Mike closes his eyes leaning further into Tre “I am scared, of you hurting me.” Mikes’ eyes remain closed. “Hey, look at me,” he opens them looking into Tre’s eyes, “I promise I will never hurt you Mikey, I love you. Ok. I mean it.” He seals his words with a kiss.

“GUYS!!!” Their moment is interrupted by Billie Joe shouting across the parking lot “Where leaving!!”

“Come on, lets go back to your bus, yer?” Tre wiggles his eye brows, then turns to walk off with shake of his ass.

Mike immediately follows. Running.

The second they get on the bus, you would think it would be a frenzy of lips, tongues, hands… but it wasn’t.

It was Tre standing in front of Mike looking nervous and Mike looking scared. Staring at each other. Tre chuckled “Who’da thought it, I am nervous.” Mike leaned in a kissed him sweetly, “Don’t be its just me.”

“That’s the point, its you!” Mike chuckled, kissing him again “Wanna drink?” Mike moved to the fridge grabbing two beers, passing one to Tre, who was still standing in the same spot.

“Hey, come on we don’t have to do anything right now, we have all night and tomorrow night and the night after that and the rest of your lives.” Mike smirked putting the beers down, grabbing Tre waist looking into his eyes. “I’ll wait. Its not like it’s the only thing I want to do with you. Now come on, drink.” He passes Tre a beer grabbing his hand leading him to the back of the bus.

“Sooo, what film do you wanna watch?” Mike asks excited.
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