[
Moving To Hong Kong On Business] by
pearl_o Pete/Mikey.
Sort of melancholy but not grim, and with an edge of sweetness.
Pete could admit, in retrospect, that it had probably been a stupid idea. Pete was used to having stupid ideas, though, and this one wasn't even in the top ten. Because even if it was dumb, it was a pretty harmless type of dumb, not something that affected his life much at all.
It wasn't a big deal, was the thing, and it had been a couple of weeks since the last time Pete had bothered to stop and think about it when he got the call from Mikey.
He sat straight up in his chair, beaming, at the sound of Mikey's voice. "Hey, Mikey, what's up?"
Mikey said, his voice completely flat, "Kiddo, I need a divorce."