MCR x Male reader oneshots

1. Mikey Way

Protector

Another request by: EmoWeeb27
Platonic fluff
Teacher Mikey.
Tw: self harm and mental health topics.

I got enough of this cursed world always fucking me over, I was running like there's no tomorrow.
Because I'm gonna make it stop.
Up and up the stairs, heading to the school roof.
My eyes were watering and I was practically blind at this point.

No friends, toxic family, getting bullied at school.
I was done with all of it.
I just wanna make it stop.
I need it to end.

I got to the roof and rolled up my sleeve.
I slid the small knife out of my pocket and pressed it against my skin and started sliding.
The small red pearls appeared and dripped down my arm.

After my arm was completely bloody I stumbled to the edge, looking down at the other students just chatting and laughing with each other.
"Y/N!" A voice came from the door.
I looked around, the tears staining my face.
It was younger Mr. Way, Michael James Way.
"Come here" he opened his arms and gave me a smile.
I ran into him and started sobbing.
"I- I can't take it anymore, I want t- to kill myself"
He hugged my tightly. "Y/N, I've been there too but killing yourself won't make it better" he caressed my back. "Let me see your arm"
I just stepped back and reached out my bleeding arm.
"You poor boy" he sighed, taking out a cloth from his pocket and pressing it on my skin. "I'm gonna take care of you"

He took me to the school nurse and stayed with me as she patched up my arm.
"Just remember to change the bandage every once in a while" she said.
"Thank you" Mikey said. "Y/N follow me"
He took my hand and started walking.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"I'm taking you back home, you obviously need to stay out of school for a while"
"No! Please anywhere but home!"
"What's wrong with your home"
"My family, they're horrible and sometimes abusive, please don't make me go back there. They won't even notice I'm gone"
"Oh in that case we're going to my house" he said, opening the car door for me. "I'm gonna protect you"
"Thank you Mr. Way" I said.
"Please just call me Mikey" He gave me a smile.

He got in the car and drove me to his house.
"Welcome home" he said, unlocking the front door.
The house wasn't big but it was cozy and warm.
He had comics and books on his bookshelf and a bunch of blankets on the couch.
I was still wearing my half bloody school uniform.
"Mikey can I borrow some clothes?" I asked. "I only have my uniform"
"Of course, you can take some from my closet"
I walked into his bedroom and opened the closet.
I took out a hoodie and sweatpants and put them on.
They were too big for me but they were somehow comforting.

"Hey kid do you want pizza?" Mikey asked. "I have some from yesterday"
"Yes please" I smiled.
I went to sit down at the dinner table and he gave me a pizza slice.

After I ate we went to watch movies.
I cuddled into his side and he put his arms around me.
I felt safe, correction, I was safe, in his arms.
I relaxed, forgetting all my struggles.
Mikey smiled at me and ruffled my hair.
"Thank you" I whispered.
"No problem Y/N/N" he said. "I'll never let anyone hurt you, never again"

2 years later...
"MIKEY!!" I yelled, running inside. "MIKEY I GOT INTO MY DREAM ART SCHOOL!!"
"I'm so proud of you!" he smiled. "You're doing amazing!"
I hugged him tightly and he kissed my forehead.

I've been living with him for a couple years now and he has taken good care of me.
Mikey is my protector.