Feelings of a New Beginning (Chapter Six)
Title: Feelings of a New Beginning
Author: greendazed1218/Lindze/Whatshername
Pairing: young Billie/Mike
Rating: R (previous are PG-13)
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the computer I am writing with...
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The next thing they knew, the door opened at the last second. It was then that Billie noticed there were stairs leading down from the hospital to the parking lot.
Billie jumped to the ground, holding tight to the handles of the wheelchair. Mike threw his arms up, shielding his face, from the impact he was scared would come. At the last second, the wheelchair skidded to a stop, just a few inches from the top stair. Mike heaved, trying to catch a breath, and trying not to hyperventilate.
"Bill, lets not have so much fun after I've just gotten out of the hospital, kay?" Mike said, clutching at his chest, and chuckling softly.
"Yeah, kay Mikey." Billie replied.
Mike tried turning around to make sure the older boy was okay, but the chair wouldn't let him. "Beej?"
"Yeah?"
"You okay?"
"Sure man." Mike could hear the older boys teeth gritting.
"Uh-huh." Mike said in mock agreement.
"Really Mikey, I'm fine. Just a little skinned knee."
"Well, I think I've ridden in this thing long enough. Just help me get up and we can walk."
Billie walked around in front of Mike, favoring his left leg. He lent down and pushed his hands under the taller boy's arms. Billie wrapped his arms around Mike's back, pulling him up and waiting until he could stand on his own.
"Ya got it Mikey?"
"Yeah Bill. Wait," Mike's eyes went round, and almost puppy-dog like. "We don't have a way home do we?" He squeaked out.
Billie laughed for a second, thinking how cute his Mikey was. "Actually, mom and Allen dropped off your truck, but don't worry, I'll drive." Billie said, taking Mike by the hand and leading him down the stairs.
Once they were on solid ground, he kept the taller boy's hand, more for himself, then for Mike needing help. "God Bill, and you tell me not to worry? You're driving!" Mike feigned alert, pressing the back of his hand to his forehead.
Billie playfully punched Mike in the arm, momentarily forgetting how Mike felt. The younger boy started to fall, and Billie barely caught him. They both ended up with their asses hitting the pavement. Mike reached a hand over to hit Billie on the back of the head.
"Cheese ball! You're such a great nurse!"
Billie pouted at Mike, hoping to make the bassist feel bad for teasing him. Of course, after all the years they had known each other, Mike knew all of Billie's tricks, and none of them worked anymore. "Get me up asshole!" Mike yelled playfully.
Billie sighed, pushing himself up and dusting off his ass before reaching down to help his best friend up. "Sor-ry Mr. Mike!" Billie said, sticking his tongue out.
After Mike chucked for a minute at Billie's childishness, they started walking to Mike's beat up old truck, hand in hand again. "Urm, Beej?" Mike ventured, hiding his small blush behind his hair.
"Yeah?"
"Are we like..." The taller boy trailed off. "Are we like, boyfriend and..."
"Boyfriend?" Billie asked, giggling a little at Mike's uneasiness. He stopped walking, and turned towards his best friend, making him stop as well. He took both of Mike's hands in his own. "Mikey, babe, we've been best friends for years, I don't know why this seems to be so hard for us. It's not like we don't know everything about each other already. So, what? Now we just..." Billie finally found himself at a loss for words. Billie looked up to see tears falling from his friends eyes. "What's wrong Mikey?" Billie asked, wiping away the tears from Mike's cheeks.
"They're happy tears, don't worry. Ya know what's funny?" Mike said, not really waiting for an answer. Billie smiled up at him, expecting sweet words. "I think this is the first time ever that you've been at a loss for words."
Billie was just a few seconds away from saying some smartass comment when Mike lent down, taking Billie in his arms. Billie was shocked when Mike's lips fell on his own in a soft kiss. The shorter boy's hands found their way into Mike's hair, holding it tight. Tongues mingled in a gentle battle, and suddenly Billie found himself being pushed up against the nearest vehicle. The singer moaned into the kiss as Mike's hips pushed into his own.
"God, I need to get you home." Mike said, gasping for breath.
"Mmkay." Billie replied. "Trust me?"
"Yeah Beej, but wh-" Mike was cut off as the tiny boy actually picked Mike up and slung him over his shoulder. "God Billie! What the fuck?"
"I want you home, now!" Billie almost screamed, running like hell to get to the trunk.
Mike put his elbow on the small of Billie's back, resting his chin in his hand. "This is so fuckin' backwards." Mike said aloud. But so fuckin' hot. He thought to himself.
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I know, I'm not writing much
on it lately, but I will keep
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Author: greendazed1218/Lindze/Whatshername
Pairing: young Billie/Mike
Rating: R (previous are PG-13)
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the computer I am writing with...
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
The next thing they knew, the door opened at the last second. It was then that Billie noticed there were stairs leading down from the hospital to the parking lot.
Billie jumped to the ground, holding tight to the handles of the wheelchair. Mike threw his arms up, shielding his face, from the impact he was scared would come. At the last second, the wheelchair skidded to a stop, just a few inches from the top stair. Mike heaved, trying to catch a breath, and trying not to hyperventilate.
"Bill, lets not have so much fun after I've just gotten out of the hospital, kay?" Mike said, clutching at his chest, and chuckling softly.
"Yeah, kay Mikey." Billie replied.
Mike tried turning around to make sure the older boy was okay, but the chair wouldn't let him. "Beej?"
"Yeah?"
"You okay?"
"Sure man." Mike could hear the older boys teeth gritting.
"Uh-huh." Mike said in mock agreement.
"Really Mikey, I'm fine. Just a little skinned knee."
"Well, I think I've ridden in this thing long enough. Just help me get up and we can walk."
Billie walked around in front of Mike, favoring his left leg. He lent down and pushed his hands under the taller boy's arms. Billie wrapped his arms around Mike's back, pulling him up and waiting until he could stand on his own.
"Ya got it Mikey?"
"Yeah Bill. Wait," Mike's eyes went round, and almost puppy-dog like. "We don't have a way home do we?" He squeaked out.
Billie laughed for a second, thinking how cute his Mikey was. "Actually, mom and Allen dropped off your truck, but don't worry, I'll drive." Billie said, taking Mike by the hand and leading him down the stairs.
Once they were on solid ground, he kept the taller boy's hand, more for himself, then for Mike needing help. "God Bill, and you tell me not to worry? You're driving!" Mike feigned alert, pressing the back of his hand to his forehead.
Billie playfully punched Mike in the arm, momentarily forgetting how Mike felt. The younger boy started to fall, and Billie barely caught him. They both ended up with their asses hitting the pavement. Mike reached a hand over to hit Billie on the back of the head.
"Cheese ball! You're such a great nurse!"
Billie pouted at Mike, hoping to make the bassist feel bad for teasing him. Of course, after all the years they had known each other, Mike knew all of Billie's tricks, and none of them worked anymore. "Get me up asshole!" Mike yelled playfully.
Billie sighed, pushing himself up and dusting off his ass before reaching down to help his best friend up. "Sor-ry Mr. Mike!" Billie said, sticking his tongue out.
After Mike chucked for a minute at Billie's childishness, they started walking to Mike's beat up old truck, hand in hand again. "Urm, Beej?" Mike ventured, hiding his small blush behind his hair.
"Yeah?"
"Are we like..." The taller boy trailed off. "Are we like, boyfriend and..."
"Boyfriend?" Billie asked, giggling a little at Mike's uneasiness. He stopped walking, and turned towards his best friend, making him stop as well. He took both of Mike's hands in his own. "Mikey, babe, we've been best friends for years, I don't know why this seems to be so hard for us. It's not like we don't know everything about each other already. So, what? Now we just..." Billie finally found himself at a loss for words. Billie looked up to see tears falling from his friends eyes. "What's wrong Mikey?" Billie asked, wiping away the tears from Mike's cheeks.
"They're happy tears, don't worry. Ya know what's funny?" Mike said, not really waiting for an answer. Billie smiled up at him, expecting sweet words. "I think this is the first time ever that you've been at a loss for words."
Billie was just a few seconds away from saying some smartass comment when Mike lent down, taking Billie in his arms. Billie was shocked when Mike's lips fell on his own in a soft kiss. The shorter boy's hands found their way into Mike's hair, holding it tight. Tongues mingled in a gentle battle, and suddenly Billie found himself being pushed up against the nearest vehicle. The singer moaned into the kiss as Mike's hips pushed into his own.
"God, I need to get you home." Mike said, gasping for breath.
"Mmkay." Billie replied. "Trust me?"
"Yeah Beej, but wh-" Mike was cut off as the tiny boy actually picked Mike up and slung him over his shoulder. "God Billie! What the fuck?"
"I want you home, now!" Billie almost screamed, running like hell to get to the trunk.
Mike put his elbow on the small of Billie's back, resting his chin in his hand. "This is so fuckin' backwards." Mike said aloud. But so fuckin' hot. He thought to himself.
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I hope this chapter was liked!
I know, I'm not writing much
on it lately, but I will keep
on with it! Promise!
Comments make happy, and make
more prone to write boysex!