Emo Trinity x Reader (Book 2)

Mikey Way x Reader - Dared

Request: Hey, could I request uhh Mikey x reader, the reader is dared by Gerard to make Mr Emotionless ™ cry? Go crazy author-chan I have a feeling this is gonna be hilarious
Word count: 2 690
A/N: don't even ask me about when on the timeline this one is... "Remember the laughter" exists, they are on a tour and none of the guys (except maybe ray?) are together with their wives? (what a cruel world that is)

"No!"

"Come on, it's gonna be fun," Gerard whined laughing.

"Making Mikey cry is not fun," you argued, "it's just evil!"

"Nobody said it has to be sad crying," Gerard replied, still convinced it would be incredibly funny to see you try to make his brother cry.

"Why, Gee, why would I do that?"

"Oh, I don't know, it's about time Mikey remembers he has emotions for once, also," lifting his eyebrows at you, he grinned, "it would give you the opportunity to spend some time with him."

Rolling your eyes, you glanced over at Gerard. He was the only one who knew about your feelings for Mikey, and you really regretted telling him, because he teased you about it every time he possibly could.

"You just want to annoy your brother," you shrugged, and got ready to turn away.

"Come on, (y/n), I dare you!"

"I said no," you replied, admittedly pissed off by now, and walked away, leaving Gerard alone.

He just laughed, knowing you would try to win this dare anyway.

And he was right. Even though you knew Gerard knew you would try, you could not quite let go of the idea. So you made up your mind about different things that made you cry. Sometimes you cried over sugar-sweet cat videos, or one of these animal rescue videos. You wailed over dramatic, or happy romantic dramas, you cried about music that made you emotional, you even teared up over reports of nature catastrophes. Thinking about it, you actually cried a lot. And that list did not yet involve all the times you cried about missing your family while you were on tour, or the heartbreak over Mikey.

You knew that the news reports about the catastrophes would not help with your plan. Just a few weeks ago you had all watched the news together, and there had been a report about the fires in Australia, but while you had been fighting back tears (had you been worried for the humans, the koalas, the nature in general, or about how the annual fires were getting so much worse every year because of the climate change?) Mikey had just watched unimpressed, his fingers fiddling around, as if he was trying to remember songs he usually played on the bass. You remembered that so vividly because you had been distracted from the news by it, and had watched him for a while; he had beautiful hands.

The next thing you thought of was music. You knew Mikey loved music, after all he was making music himself. You even knew what kind of music he loved, but you didn't know what kind of music made him especially emotional. So you began with what you knew, and that was what he liked, and what made you emotional. And that landed you at one song Ray had written; the last song of his solo album. Sure you felt weird as you walked up to Mikey's bunk bed, with your mobile in hand, asking if he knew that album made by one of his closest friends of over a decade, but you did it anyway.

Mikey was even happy to see you, and immediately scooted aside to let you crawl into bed next to him. That alone made butterflies flutter in your stomach, but between the two of you it had always been a normal thing to cuddle up sometimes, be it to watch a movie on the Ways' couch or because one of you had had a nightmare. While you played the song for him, trying not to give into your own emotions, you watched him closely. His eyes were focused on the still image of the video on YouTube, and his hand, which was resting on his stomach, was slowly tapping along the rhythm. When the song eventually ended, he smiled slightly, his eyes soft, and turned to look at you. Quickly you blinked away the tears at the corner of your eyes.