MCR x Male reader oneshots

37. Mikey Way

Good Enough

Romantic/angsty fluff!
Trans Y/N!

I walked into the small bookstore and went into the horror isle.
"Let's see" I mumbled, running my finger along the backs of the books on the shelf.
I felt my hand brush against someone else's.
"Sorry" I said.
"It's no problem" the person said. "You like horror books too?"
"Yeah"
"I'm Mikey"
"Y/N"
He smiled at me sweetly and continued looking at the books.
I noticed that the book I was looking for was on the top shelf.
I tried reaching for it but failed.

"Uhm Mikey? Can you help?" I mumbled. "I can't reach that book"
"Oh of course" he said, getting the book for me.
"Thanks"
"Hey, if you're not too busy, could we go out for a coffee after this?"
"Yeah, I have nothing planned for today"
"Great! Where should we go?"
"I don't really know, I'm new in town so I don't know any good places"
"I know this cozy little cafe just a few minutes away"
I played with the end of my scarf as we talked.

I paid for my book and Mikey paid for his own before we walked to the cafe down the street.
It was a pretty cold fall evening and the cafe was cozy and warm.
"What do you want?" Mikey asked.
"I'll have a hot chocolate with whipped cream" I said.
"We'll take a black coffee and a hot chocolate with whipped cream"
"I'll have that out for you in a second" the guy at the front said.
Mikey paid for them both and we sat down.

"So what do you like to do on your free time?" He asked.
"I paint and listen to music, sometimes I read or watch movies" I said.
"What type of music are you into?"
"Rock, punk and pop punk"
"Me too! I'm actually in a band myself!"
"Really?"
"Yeah, the name's My Chemical Romance! We've only bee together for 2 years but it's going great. My older brother is the lead singer and I'm the bassist, we usually play in local basements and bars..."
I just listened to him talk, he has such a nice voice and he seems super excited about his band.
I listened to him, watching his movements and staring at his lips from time to time.

I sipped on my hot chocolate and then glanced up at Mikey.
"Can you tell me more about the band?" I asked.
"You like hearing me talk, don't you?" He chuckled. "Of course, what do you wanna know?"
"Tell me about the members"
He started telling me about his friends, describing their personalities.

"It's getting kinda late, I think I should go home" I said.
"I'll walk you there" Mikey said, faster than expected. "If you want that is"
"Yeah that would be nice"

We got out of the cafe and onto the street.
It was cold outside and the streetlights were dim.
I could see Mikey's breath in the air.
The trees lining the street had only some brownish orange and red leaves left.
"It's pretty, isn't it?" I asked.
"Yeah" he sighed.
I got a little closer to him, brushing my hand against his.
I'm guessing he noticed because he took my hand in his and continued walking.
His hand was warm and comforting though his finger tips were rough against my skin.
I sighed in satisfaction and smiled.

Mikey walked me to my house and gave me his number and a small hug before leaving.
I went inside and smiled.
Then the realization hit me, how do I tell him that I'm trans?
Would he understand or would he just disappear?
I decided to leave my worries for another day and went to bed.

2 months later...

"Hey Mikey, ready to go?" I asked.
"Yeah" he said.
Our 5th official date is today and I'm excited.
I like Mikey a lot, he's super nice and adorable.
I put on my jacket and we went to the cafe again.
Mikey ordered our usual drinks and we sat down in the corner.
His glasses were all foggy and he took them off to wipe them.
Oh my god he's so cute.

We got our drinks and chatted about everything and nothing really.
It was a lot of fun, like always when we're together.

After we were done we left and started walking back.
"I had a lot of fun today" I smiled.
"Me too" Mikey said.
I could feel my lips go numb in the cold.
We got to my house and I opened the door to go inside.
"I need to ask you something" Mikey said.
"Mhm?"
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
I stood quiet for a moment, shocked but happy.
"Yes and my lips are cold" I whispered, pulling him into a kiss.
He kissed back.
"Is that better?"
"Yeah"
"Goodnight Y/N"
"Goodnight"
He kissed my cheek before I went inside.

The next day...

I was crying on the floor, shirtless.
I was scratching my skin as if trying to peel it off.
I hated my body and wanted to be a real guy.
My face was stained with tears and my chest was red and bleeding from some places.
I heard someone walk in and looked up to see Mikey at the door.
"No, don't look at me" I said, my eyes widened and I started shaking. "Don't look at me"
"Y/N" he said in a soft voice. "What's wrong?"
"My body, it's not right. It's not good enough, I'm not good enough"
"You're more than enough"

Mikey took off his hoodie and put it on my shoulders.
"Please don't leave me" I whispered. "I need you"
"I love you, okay? You're still the same guy I fell in love with" he whispered. "Your body won't change how I feel"
I hugged him tightly. "I love you too"
I zipped up the hoodie and Mikey kissed me.
"My pretty boy"