💞Rikey Oneshots💞

💚Sorry💚

A/N: I'm backkkkkkkkk

"Get the hell out of here."

"I will!" Screamed a quite upset Mikey. He was arguing with his boyfriend which was quite rare. The argument was simply some petty high school drama, but it was still enough to send Mikey into screaming and crying at Ray. Mikey ran to Gerard's house, and into Gerard's room.

When Gerard saw Mikey in that state, he knew something was wrong.

"Mikey, what happened!?" He asked, getting up from his desk.

"Ray.....he-" Mikey was cut off.

"He yelled at you over that stupid fucking rumor....didn't he?" Gerard asked. Mikey nodded.

"Y-yeah...And he told me he hated me and to leave and stuff...." He rambled. Gerard sighed and hugged his little brother tightly.

"It'll be okay, Mikes....I'm sure he didn't mean it. I know he loves you."

"No he doesn't! He said so himself!"

"He's just being a dick....why don't you lay down for a bit? You can crash in here if you want." Gerard suggested. Mikey laid down and Gerard covered him with the blanket.

"If you wake up and need me, I'll be downstairs." Gerard said, Mikey nodding. "Well, sleep well, bro." Gerard left Mikey alone to sleep. Mikey closed his eyes and drifted off to a land of nightmares.

Meanwhile, Gerard called Ray, waiting for him to answer. He was quite pissed off at him. It was taking everything he had to not go to his house and beat his ass.

"Hey? What the fuck dude?" Gerard greeted. Ray simply sighed.

"Hey, I know you're upset-"

"Well of course I'm fucking upset! You told my little brother you hate him and to leave when you're supposed to love him and take care of him! Why would I not be mad at you!?" Gerard said, on the verge of losing his shit.

"I don't hate him...I don't know why I even said it. Gee, I feel terrible.....I fucked up big time."

"Yeah, you did. But don't you try and pull this 'oh I feel so terrible' bullshit just so I don't beat the shit out of you. If you're sorry, you'll say it to Mikey, not me."

Ray hung up, walking over to Gerard's house. He knocked on the door and Gerard answered.

"Is Mikey home?"

"Yeah, I think he's sleeping but he's upstairs." Said Gerard, giving Ray a strong glare.

Ray nodded and went upstairs to find a terrible sight.

Mikey was curled up into a ball, softly weeping. He hugged a pillow and cried into it, phrases such as 'he hates me' and 'he'll never forgive me' being audible in that sea of sobs. Ray frowned and laid next to him, wrapping his arms around him.

"Shh, it's all okay....Don't cry, I'm here now." He whispered to the crying boy. Mikey turned around to face him.

"Why are you here?"

"Because I felt horrible about everything. I'm so sorry I shouted at you, baby...." He explained, noticing how Mikey's lip was quivering.

"You hate me....Why are you calling me that?"

"Mikey, sweetheart, listen. I don't hate you, okay? It just slipped." He said, his voice just as soft as his touch. He began wiping Mikey's tears away.

"But you were thinking it...."

"I was just frustrated. I didn't mean it though...." Ray whispered, smiling and leaving a kiss on Mikey's forehead. The two stayed silent for a minute, Ray running fingers through Mikey's messy hair.

"Ray?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry about everything too."

"It's okay, doll. Promise."

"Can we just put all of this behind us, please, hun?"

"Exactly what I was thinking." Ray said with a slight smile, hugging Mikey and softly kissing him. Mikey pulled away and smiled back.

"You love me again!" He said, Ray shaking his head.

"I never stopped, darling." He said, changing Mikey's tears from sad ones to pure joy.

"I never stopped loving you either." Mikey said, kissing Ray's nose.

"You're so lovely." He whispered, smiling softly.