Seems like forever since I updated, this chapter is a little short so I might post another soon to keep you interested! And if you didn't already know then I've started a side story focusing on Firkle and Ike's relationship that has been hinted at in this fic, so y'know, check it out if you want! Thanks for reading!
It didn't take long for the two to arrive at Mike's house, as they walked in Mike's mum appeared from the kitchen.
"Hey Mikey how was- Oh hello Pete! I didn't realise you were coming over! Are you staying for dinner?" She said in a cheerful voice after noticing Pete was there, he mustered up a small smile and let Mike reply for him.
"Yeah we were just gonna order pizza or something if that's ok?" Mike asked his mother who nodded in agreement.
"That's fine, I'll make me and your dad something and just order your food when you want" she smiled at them both before shooing them upstairs and out of the way.
When they got in Mike's room Pete dropped his bag, kicked his shoes off and fell onto the bed, relaxing and making himself at home, Mike watched him with an amused expression playing with his features as he dropped his own bag and settled in his computer chair.
"Comfortable?" He asked laughing, Pete sat back up as if just realising where he was.
"Yes actually, I am Mikey" he taunted before smirking as Mike blushed slightly in response.
"Don't call me that.." he said while standing up, "..Peter" he spat back before smirking himself and crossing his arms.
Pete also stood up, "Don't call you that or what?" He huffed, mimicking Mike's crossed arms stance.
Miked thought for a moment, "don't call me that or... I'll beat you up?" He offered, more of a question than a threat.
They stayed still for a moment, glaring into each other's eyes, not long after Pete burst out laughing.
"You'll beat me up? Really?" he said while laughing hysterically.
Mike grinned wryly in response and chuckled along with him, happy he made Pete laugh so much.
"Ok whatever you say Mikey" Pete added glancing up into Mike's eyes, still laughing.
Suddenly he felt a hard shove against his shoulders, quickly losing his balance he fell on his back against the black duvet of the bed.
What the fuck? he flinched then looked up to see Mike hovering over him. Shit he's so close. Pete felt his cheeks warm up at the closeness of their body's.
Mike smirked, all laughing ceased and a silence filled the room, their faces were inches apart and their breath mingled in the small space between their mouths.
Mike had Pete's hands pinned down as he towered over the him, Pete tried to move his arms but failed and in turn his cheeks coloured more and he had to fight to keep his heart under control.
"I told you I'd beat you up" Mike said lowly before grinning and laughing while climbing up off of Pete who just laid there for a second blinking.
He quickly sat up and adjusted his clothes before he smacked Mike's arm, "what the fuck dude, not cool" he huffed, then crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall.
Mike still laughed for a second longer but as he replayed what he just did he realised how intimate it was between them and his face flushed. He was used to playing around with the other guys in his vampire gang so he wasn't really thinking about it being Pete, now that he pictured his body pressed against Pete's and their faces almost touching he was getting incredibly embarrassed.
Pete watched him closely as the thoughts went through his head and he noticed the moment his cheeks darkened.
I win. He smirked.
"S-sorry..." Mike mumbled before he hopped up and went to his bookshelf, making sure to face away from Pete, "erm do you may-maybe wanna watch a film?" He asked while scratching the back of his head, his black and green hair becoming slightly disheveled.
"I thought we were supposed to be doing work?" Pete asked innocently while staring at Mike's back and grinning.
The latter turned around now, seemingly composed and quickly said "we-well we don't have to do work" he said slightly embarrassed.
"You got any horrors?" Pete asked nonchalantly which caused Mike to both brighten up and cringe at the same time, he was ecstatic that Pete was willing to just hang out and watch films but he absolutely could not stand horror films.
"Horror?.." He mumbled timidly while averting his eyes away from the goths.
"What? Draqueerla is afraid or horror films? I thought you were a monster of the night?" Pete teased, Mike felt his face heat up for what felt like the 100th time that night.
"No! I'm not scared of horror films!" He denied, a little too defensively which only caused Pete's smirk to widen.
Mike shuffled between feet, "just don't think I have any.." He mumbled while playing with part of his hair.
Pete waltzed over to the shelf Mike was previously looking at to see what DVD's he had.
Twilight... of course he would have all 4 of these.. Hairspray?! Pete withheld a laugh as he browsed the rest of the films.
They were mainly kids or romance films but his eyes zeroed in on a particularly black case, "ah! Insidious! We can watch that, it's not scary like at all but it's better than these lame films" Pete said gleefully while pulling out the chosen DVD case.
Mike groaned, "I forgot I had that.. My dad got me it for my birthday thinking I was into scary films..." He mumbled, making his distaste for the genre obvious in an attempt to appeal to Pete's merciful side in hopes that they could watch something else.
"Good thing he did!"
Pete did not grace Mike with any mercy.
Mike rolled his eyes and sighed as Pete put the DVD in the player.
Pete then turned off the lights before they both sat on Mike's bed, closer than either of them realised.
Throughout the film Pete mostly laughed at the obvious fake swears while Mike had taken to clutching his pillow against his chest and hiding behind it whenever anything remotely scary appeared on screen.
There was a tense scene currently playing, the old school horror music building suspense was a telltale sign that something was about to jump out and Mike was slowly raising his pillow up, his body completely tense.
Then, Pete shifted ever so slightly and they're hands brushed on the bed between them.
Mike screamed. He really screamed, if it was any louder he would not only have deafened Pete but with the high pitch he was shrieking at he could've shattered all the windows on the street.
Pete stared at him in shock for a second before suddenly breaking out in manic laughter, Mike simply sat there blushing furiously.
By the time Pete's laughter had finally settled down to the odd chuckle his eyes were watering so much he was almost crying.
"W-what was that?!" Pete laughed, wiping away his tears.
Mike was still blushing and scowling at Pete, "don't laugh at me you dick!" He scolded while shoving Pete so he fell sideways momentarily.
"Aww I'm sorry, did I scare you?" Pete cooed while pinching Mike's cheek.
"Fuck off" Mike sulked, crossing his arms and turning back to the film which was now almost over.
Well that's fucking adorable
"Don't be a bitch I'm only joking with you" Pete laughed, returning to the film in his previous position.
Mike continued to sulk for the remainder of the film, as soon as the credits began to roll Pete started poking Mike in the cheek but received no reaction, he sat there made of stone.
His stomach growled and he remembered that he hadn't eaten "fucking pizza time" he demanded, poking Mike's cheek harder.
Pete had begun feeling very comfortable around Mike now, so comfortable that he had almost completely forgotten about his false hatred and cold front he was supposed to be putting on, allowing him to act like himself without realising. He continued poking Mike's cheek with his black polished finger.
"I'm going to fucking rot away and die of starvation right here if you don't fucking feed me vamp" he said sternly, Mike couldn't stop a smile spreading across his face at the Goth's out of character pestering.
"Fine..." He mumbled drastically, Pete stopped mid poke and smirked, as he was just about to boast about his success Mike swiftly turned his head and bit the offending digit.
"Shit!" Pete yelled as he tore his finger away, he examined his injury while Mike laughed at him.
"That's what you get for being mean" he stuck his tongue out between his fangs and stood up to retrieve the phone.
Pete sucked his finger instinctively then blushed slightly and pulled his from his mouth as he realised that he was licking where Mike had just bitten.
That's almost like kissing him... He looked over at Mike's broad back Too bad I'm not actually kissing him... He sighed thoughtfully I wonder if he will be embarrassed by an indirect kiss...
A smirk emerged on his face and he quickly put his finger back in his mouth before Mike turned back around, "Ok so what pizza do you want?" Mike asked before proceeding to take his place back on the bed beside Pete.
He looked up from his phone and his eyes zeroed in on Pete mouth as heat noticeably spread across his cheeks.
Two wins to me.
Mike cleared his throat and looked back at his phone screen "Well?" He asked again, his voice slightly higher than usual.
Pete slowly dragged the finger from between his lips as Mike fought his urges to look back at Pete and concentrated on staring at his phone.
"I usually just get plain cheese pizza but I'll eat anything so whatever you want" Pete replied with a smirk, Mike nodded dumbly and dialled a number into his phone.
When the pizza arrived, which had half just plain cheese and half with pineapple, the two sat on Mike's bed facing each other to eat it while Holiday in Cambodia by Dead Kennedys played in the background.
"This song's pretty good, who sings it?" Pete quizzed while taking a slice from his half of the pizza and biting into the gooey mess.
This pizza is way better than the cheap shit I normally get, I bet it's from a fancy takeaway or something
"I hoped you would like it!" Mike chimed enthusiastically, "They're called Dead Kennedys! This is my favourite playlist, it has all my favourite songs so I hope you like the other songs too…" He blushed as he grabbed a slice of his fruity pizza.
Fruity haha how ironic
"Why would you just get pineapple pizza?" Pete scrunched his nose up slightly at the prospect, Mike swallowed his current mouthful before replying.
"I like sweet things and there isn't a sweet pizza but pineapple is pretty sweet and I like fruit and stuff" He rattled on in self defence, Pete chuckled lightly.
"You're so weird, but thanks for getting half cheese, I said I would eat anything but just pineapple doesn't sound too appetising" He said finishing his slice and reaching for another.
Mike frowned, "Well you only get cheese, how boring" he muttered before putting his uneaten crust back in the box and quickly retrieving a replacement.
"Cheese is fine, cheese is normal, you don't have to special order plain pizza. You don't eat your crust?" Questioned the goth as he tried to open the window with his free hand.
Mike rolled his eyes "No I don't, now can we stop discussing my eating habits?" He sighed dramatically, watching Pete trying to fiddle with the window. Mike placed his current crust back in the box and climbed to his knees so he could lean over and open the window for Pete.
"Fine I guess" Pete he grinned, leaning his elbow on the windowsill and let the cool gentle breeze blow over him, closing his eyes he exhaled happily.
Mike stared in awe, Pete's black fringe was caressing his forehead and his long eyelashes feathered over his pale cheeks.
"You're so" beautiful Pete heard the end of the statement before Mike said it, he glanced at him and his eyes widened as he saw the look on the others face, Mike realised what he was about to say again and he quickly stood from the bed, his cheeks darkening "Y-You want some coffee?" Mike asked nervously.
"Erm sure" Pete replied, the look on Mike's face still etched clearly in his mind. Mike nodded and swiftly left the room, leaving Pete alone with his thoughts.
What was that look on his face? Was he staring at me the whole time? Was he going to say beautiful again...?
His cheeks heated up and he pulled out his cigarettes, suddenly losing his appetite for pizza.