BecauseKevinIsTotallyAGirl
Title: BecauseKevinIsTotallyAGirl
Summary: Mike Carden has a crush
Pairing: MikeCarden/KevinJonas
Warning: Gender Bender
Disclaimer: Not Real~ <3 Victoria's Secret Angels are just the Victoria's Secret Models LOL And they do indeed have a fashion show like once a year I think? And they often wear wings. Like if you see ladies in underwear that are for some reason wearing angel wings, those are them LOL.
Notes: ily Akito LOL ENJOY
Mike Carden does not make a habit of stalking people. He does not search them online or find pictures of them. He does not follow blogs or twitter.
Which is why his most recent search isn’t for Kevin Jonas, Victoria’s Secret Model. Why he doesn’t know that she’s 5’9”, likes to bowl and has three brothers.
Maybe he’s in denial. Just a little bit.
And it would have stayed that way if not for Bill.
See, Bill likes to snoop. He likes to say he just “comes across things of questionable nature.” But Mike knows the truth.
~
So maybe owning a Victoria’s Secret catalog wouldn’t be that strange, wouldn’t be that odd or suspicious. But cutting out all of Kevin’s pictures and putting them in a box is probably a red flag for Bill.
~
“Ah,” Bill says, leaning casually against the wall, “Mike, Mike, Mike, I see you’ve been keeping secrets from us. A Miss Kevin Jonas, I presume?”
Mike flips him off and returns to shooting the shit out of his opponent.
But William Beckett is persistent. Pressing a hand to his heart dramatically, he says, “I am hurt, Michael Carden. Hurt and devastated that you didn’t tell me you had a crush on this lovely girl.”
“I don’t have a crush,” Mike growls.
“Now, now, none of that. Denial is not an attractive trait, my dear Mike.”
Mike blinks, “What the fuck?”
“No, no, Mike, I’ve got this all under control. Don’t worry about a thing,” William Beckett grins, flouncing off.
Well, shit.
~
So Mike may have a crush. On a girl who frequently wears angel wings for her job. What the fuck.
But when he looks at her, all he wants to do is make her smile and protect her. He wants to hug her and give her teddy bears.
He’s beginning to think something’s wrong with him.
~
Three weeks pass with no teasing, no inappropriate jokes which might get them punched, no mention at all of Kevin Jonas.
Mike would think Bill had forgotten about it, but he’s not that naïve. This is the quiet before the storm. The longer the quiet, the bigger the storm.
~
Two months and Mike begins to walk in on conversations that stop when he enters the room.
He is understandably worried.
~
He went to get the remote when he saw her, on the front page of his mom’s Victoria’s Secret catalog.
She was looking into the camera, eyes wide and somehow innocent even though she was wearing nothing but lingerie. She was kind of adorable.
Huh.
~
When Bill finally put his plan into action, their bandmates surrounded Mike, herding him expertly into a car.
And all he could think as the fuckers sat there and grinned at him was that he was glad he’s Tivo’d the Victoria’s Secret fashion show tonight.
Except.
Oh. Oh, shit.
~
Mike’s beginning to think he’s whipped. He hasn’t even met the girl, and the only reason he’s not struggling right now is because he doesn’t want to mess up this fashion show for her.
Well, that, and Bill can be fucking scary.
~
They don’t usually let people backstage, but Bill doesn’t accept being told no.
Mike’s not sure whether he should be grateful or annoyed by that.
Bill pushes Mike down the hallways backstage as his bandmates grin, blocking his escape.
They’re walking down yet another hallways when, suddenly, she’s there, eyes wide as she walks aimlessly down the hallway.
“Why, hello, Miss Kevin Jonas,” Bill grins as he leads them over to her, “What a pleasant surprise.”
Kevin looks up and smiles confusedly, “Hello.”
“This here is Michael Carden,” Bill says,” He is smitten, my dear. Smitten with you and your glorious wings.”
“Oh, fuck,” Mike rolls his eyes.
“Language, language. Don’t want to offend the lady, now do you?” Bill waves his hand dramatically. “Alas, we must leave you, Mike. Things to do. Places to be. See ya’.” Bill waggles his fingers at them before dragging Siska and Butcher away.
Siska frowns, “We’re not staying?”
“True love is not a spectator sport, Siska. We must let things happen naturally. Now, come along.” And Bill is gone.
Mike sighs, “Shit. I’m sorry about that.”
Kevin blushes, tugging at her hair, “It’s fine. Um,” she looks up at him, eyes wide, “You’re smitten?”
Mike leans against the wall, “Yeah. I guess I am.”
She blinks, “You don’t look like the type to be smitten.”
“I’m not.”
~
Somehow, he gets her number.
Summary: Mike Carden has a crush
Pairing: MikeCarden/KevinJonas
Warning: Gender Bender
Disclaimer: Not Real~ <3 Victoria's Secret Angels are just the Victoria's Secret Models LOL And they do indeed have a fashion show like once a year I think? And they often wear wings. Like if you see ladies in underwear that are for some reason wearing angel wings, those are them LOL.
Notes: ily Akito LOL ENJOY
Mike Carden does not make a habit of stalking people. He does not search them online or find pictures of them. He does not follow blogs or twitter.
Which is why his most recent search isn’t for Kevin Jonas, Victoria’s Secret Model. Why he doesn’t know that she’s 5’9”, likes to bowl and has three brothers.
Maybe he’s in denial. Just a little bit.
And it would have stayed that way if not for Bill.
See, Bill likes to snoop. He likes to say he just “comes across things of questionable nature.” But Mike knows the truth.
~
So maybe owning a Victoria’s Secret catalog wouldn’t be that strange, wouldn’t be that odd or suspicious. But cutting out all of Kevin’s pictures and putting them in a box is probably a red flag for Bill.
~
“Ah,” Bill says, leaning casually against the wall, “Mike, Mike, Mike, I see you’ve been keeping secrets from us. A Miss Kevin Jonas, I presume?”
Mike flips him off and returns to shooting the shit out of his opponent.
But William Beckett is persistent. Pressing a hand to his heart dramatically, he says, “I am hurt, Michael Carden. Hurt and devastated that you didn’t tell me you had a crush on this lovely girl.”
“I don’t have a crush,” Mike growls.
“Now, now, none of that. Denial is not an attractive trait, my dear Mike.”
Mike blinks, “What the fuck?”
“No, no, Mike, I’ve got this all under control. Don’t worry about a thing,” William Beckett grins, flouncing off.
Well, shit.
~
So Mike may have a crush. On a girl who frequently wears angel wings for her job. What the fuck.
But when he looks at her, all he wants to do is make her smile and protect her. He wants to hug her and give her teddy bears.
He’s beginning to think something’s wrong with him.
~
Three weeks pass with no teasing, no inappropriate jokes which might get them punched, no mention at all of Kevin Jonas.
Mike would think Bill had forgotten about it, but he’s not that naïve. This is the quiet before the storm. The longer the quiet, the bigger the storm.
~
Two months and Mike begins to walk in on conversations that stop when he enters the room.
He is understandably worried.
~
He went to get the remote when he saw her, on the front page of his mom’s Victoria’s Secret catalog.
She was looking into the camera, eyes wide and somehow innocent even though she was wearing nothing but lingerie. She was kind of adorable.
Huh.
~
When Bill finally put his plan into action, their bandmates surrounded Mike, herding him expertly into a car.
And all he could think as the fuckers sat there and grinned at him was that he was glad he’s Tivo’d the Victoria’s Secret fashion show tonight.
Except.
Oh. Oh, shit.
~
Mike’s beginning to think he’s whipped. He hasn’t even met the girl, and the only reason he’s not struggling right now is because he doesn’t want to mess up this fashion show for her.
Well, that, and Bill can be fucking scary.
~
They don’t usually let people backstage, but Bill doesn’t accept being told no.
Mike’s not sure whether he should be grateful or annoyed by that.
Bill pushes Mike down the hallways backstage as his bandmates grin, blocking his escape.
They’re walking down yet another hallways when, suddenly, she’s there, eyes wide as she walks aimlessly down the hallway.
“Why, hello, Miss Kevin Jonas,” Bill grins as he leads them over to her, “What a pleasant surprise.”
Kevin looks up and smiles confusedly, “Hello.”
“This here is Michael Carden,” Bill says,” He is smitten, my dear. Smitten with you and your glorious wings.”
“Oh, fuck,” Mike rolls his eyes.
“Language, language. Don’t want to offend the lady, now do you?” Bill waves his hand dramatically. “Alas, we must leave you, Mike. Things to do. Places to be. See ya’.” Bill waggles his fingers at them before dragging Siska and Butcher away.
Siska frowns, “We’re not staying?”
“True love is not a spectator sport, Siska. We must let things happen naturally. Now, come along.” And Bill is gone.
Mike sighs, “Shit. I’m sorry about that.”
Kevin blushes, tugging at her hair, “It’s fine. Um,” she looks up at him, eyes wide, “You’re smitten?”
Mike leans against the wall, “Yeah. I guess I am.”
She blinks, “You don’t look like the type to be smitten.”
“I’m not.”
~
Somehow, he gets her number.