¡Secret!
Author: bj_unoxx
Pairing: Young!Mike/Billie
Rating: PG13
AN: Fluff prompted by missmacy3334 who requested young!bike.
Billie Joe had secrets and that’s what drew Mike to him; because Mike had secrets too. Like the way his stomach churned whenever he caught his friend looking at a pretty girl. Or the anxiety he felt when he saw the youngest Armstrong withdraw into himself; hiding behind a “don’t give a fuck” attitude and expressionless green eyes. But sometimes secrets needed to be told especially when they were hurting the person keeping them. All week the dark haired teen had been acting weirdly. Not the usual “locked inside his own thoughts” weird. But something else. Something deeper and it had Mike worried.
Finding Billie in the lounge he perched beside him on the well worn sofa and nudged the smaller boy’s knee with his own. ‘Hey Beej, you okay?’
Billie Joe startled slightly as he felt something touch his knee. The index and middle fingers of his right hand went to his mouth and he chewed on them as he turned wide green eyes on his friend. For a split second he considered lying, telling Mike everything was okay and suggesting smoking a joint. But there was something about the concern in Mike’s blue eyes that made him rethink. ‘Uh... I don’t think so Mikey.’
Billie’s voice was soft and he lowered his gaze, staring intently at his battered shoes. Mike knew Billie Joe as well as he knew himself - save for one thing. The secret the young singer had kept closest to his chest for the past two years.
“What is it?” Mike’s voice was slightly panicked, and Billie’s eyes shot up to meet his friend’s, “are you sick?”
“No, no. I’m okay, don’t panic… I’m just.” Billie Joe paused, thinking over his words carefully before explaining himself. “I’ve realised something about myself, and I don’t know how to tell you, or Mom… I don’t really think it’s anyone’s business. I mean, I’m not gonna change being who I am because of it, but I know some people will find it a big deal and I have no clue how Mom will react…” Realising he was rambling, he looked at his shoes again.
“Mike. I’m Bisexual, y’know, I’ve kinda always known, but just recently I accepted it.” He looked up, green eyes defiant, as if challenging Mike to say something. He was expecting shock, maybe even disgust, he was not prepared for the relief he saw in the blue irises staring back at him.
“Is that all?” Mike smiled, “Beej, I don’t care if you’re a frogman from Mars. You’re my best friend and I love ya…” He blushed then and fidgeted, realising there was a double meaning to that phrase. “Besides, I figured I am too anyway, seeing as I keep getting distracted by the Baseball team…”
Billie’s dark eyebrows shot up at Mike’s words, half of him was relieved and the other half a little pissed that his friend took his deepest confession so lightly. “This was a massive, massive thing for me to admit and you…” Shaking his head, he started to laugh as relieved hysteria washed over him. “Fuck, Mike… you too? Should have said sooner,” he took a breath, amusement still sparking in his green eyes, “we could have had fumbling, experimental sex or something, y’know.”
It was an offhand comment, Mike knew that, he knew not to take anything Billie said too seriously, not when he was laughing like that. But the younger boy couldn’t help the warm feeling settling in his chest at the words; the idea that Beej would chose him to experiment with was flattering, elating.
“Yeah, I guess we could’ve.” He didn’t let anything show, instead offering a lopsided smile, acting amused at the suggestion. Billie Joe wasn’t convinced, Mike didn’t need the little head tilt to realise that. Those expressive green eyes told the whole story.
“What?”
One word, nothing more and Mike knew there would be no avoiding an answer. “I like you.” He could feel his anxiety rising, sending his heart skipping faster than necessary. “I mean, like, more than a friend, well no… maybe? I just, you’re fucking gorgeous. So yeah…” He trailed off, not really knowing how well he’d put across his feelings or even if they made sense.
Billie Joe, for his part, didn’t blink, the corners of his mouth turned up into a serene little smile and another word passed his lips. “Good.”
“Huh?” It was a knee jerk response, but one Mike felt was valid.
“Means I can do this, without freaking you out.” One hand gipped his thigh and a second later, Billie’s pretty little mouth was pressed against his, tongue sliding to taste his own.