When the music started, Mikey groaned and threw an arm over his eyes. Seriously, what kind of person plays anything by Katy Perry before noon? Especially when it’s the same song he’s heard on the fucking Wii for the past…
“Brendon!” Mikey called out. “Are you doing the sexy walk with the Wii remote again?”
“Open your eyes and see,” Brendon laughed, closer than Mikey expected. There hadn’t been any footsteps; Brendon usually walked sort of loudly.
Arm dropping, eyes cracked open, Mikey watched Brendon move. It took a second to click but when it did, Mikey only just held back a laugh. Brendon was actually doing the choreography from the dance game he’d been playing almost non-stop since fucking Frank had given it to them two weeks ago.
“You play too many video games. What happened to Guitar Hero?” Mikey asked, voice lighter than usual and lips pulling at the edges, just the tiniest bit.
Head ducked down, Mikey raised his eyes to watch Brendon’s act. It was so ridiculous with its exaggerated shimmies and hand punches, over-pronounced hip movements and facial expressions. Brendon was moving all over the place, throwing in extra walking until he could point directly at Mikey and leer outrageously.
Mikey snorted and shook his head, kicking out to nudge Brendon with the toe of his shoe. For a solid second, Brendon mock-glared, losing the expression when he started singing the last chorus. Brendon’s voice was strong, always way, but he was all over the place and the juxtaposition with Katy’s voice on the track was even more hilarious. Biting his lip, Mikey reached up to rub his chin, cover his smile.
The track started to fade out, coming to its dramatic closing. Brendon stopped in front of Mikey, hips still swaying a little as he kicked Mikey’s feet together. Eyebrows raised, Mikey lets him do it because it was going to keep the wide grin on Brendon’s face and Mikey liked that expression.
When the song ended, Brendon inched closer until he could straddle Mikey’s lap. Fingers reaching out, Brendon tipped Mikey’s face up and bit his own lip to tone his expression down. Mikey reached out, tapped Brendon’s lip to make him stop hiding.
“I see you, Mikeyway,” Brendon whispered, voice impossibly soft as he leaned closer, closer. Then he was pressing a soft kiss to Mikey’s lips. “You’re not fooling anyone.”
Mikey kissed him again, meeting Brendon’s smile with his own, didn’t fake a sigh when Brendon laughed into the kiss. Maybe he was okay with not hiding, this time.
See You, Mikey/Brendon
“Brendon!” Mikey called out. “Are you doing the sexy walk with the Wii remote again?”
“Open your eyes and see,” Brendon laughed, closer than Mikey expected. There hadn’t been any footsteps; Brendon usually walked sort of loudly.
Arm dropping, eyes cracked open, Mikey watched Brendon move. It took a second to click but when it did, Mikey only just held back a laugh. Brendon was actually doing the choreography from the dance game he’d been playing almost non-stop since fucking Frank had given it to them two weeks ago.
“You play too many video games. What happened to Guitar Hero?” Mikey asked, voice lighter than usual and lips pulling at the edges, just the tiniest bit.
Head ducked down, Mikey raised his eyes to watch Brendon’s act. It was so ridiculous with its exaggerated shimmies and hand punches, over-pronounced hip movements and facial expressions. Brendon was moving all over the place, throwing in extra walking until he could point directly at Mikey and leer outrageously.
Mikey snorted and shook his head, kicking out to nudge Brendon with the toe of his shoe. For a solid second, Brendon mock-glared, losing the expression when he started singing the last chorus. Brendon’s voice was strong, always way, but he was all over the place and the juxtaposition with Katy’s voice on the track was even more hilarious. Biting his lip, Mikey reached up to rub his chin, cover his smile.
The track started to fade out, coming to its dramatic closing. Brendon stopped in front of Mikey, hips still swaying a little as he kicked Mikey’s feet together. Eyebrows raised, Mikey lets him do it because it was going to keep the wide grin on Brendon’s face and Mikey liked that expression.
When the song ended, Brendon inched closer until he could straddle Mikey’s lap. Fingers reaching out, Brendon tipped Mikey’s face up and bit his own lip to tone his expression down. Mikey reached out, tapped Brendon’s lip to make him stop hiding.
“I see you, Mikeyway,” Brendon whispered, voice impossibly soft as he leaned closer, closer. Then he was pressing a soft kiss to Mikey’s lips. “You’re not fooling anyone.”
Mikey kissed him again, meeting Brendon’s smile with his own, didn’t fake a sigh when Brendon laughed into the kiss. Maybe he was okay with not hiding, this time.