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Title: Smile For Me
Rating: R for language
Pairing: Mikey Way / Pete Wentz
Summary: "You close those eyes and dream a good dream, and maybe think of me when you wake. 'Cause God knows I'm thinkin' about you..."
Disclaimer: sadly, i do not own the wonderful mikey way or his lovely boy, pete. but boy, do i wish i did.
A/N: I just finished watching 'Across the Universe' for the hundredth time before I wrote this. So I blame the styling on that amazing film. ^_^ This is also my first attempt at Mikey/Pete. I just recently fell in love and am trying quite desperatly to catch myself up on all the wonderful stories out there. So this also might be a little bit... off, just because i'm still getting used to writing the pairing.
What did I tell you, Michael Darling? Don't be so hard on yourself.
I heard about how you've been doing from that brother of yours. He told me how he hasn't heard you say a word for days, and how it's been weeks since he witnessed a smile. You're brother is worried about you, Mikey. And apparently he still things I have a strong enough hold on your heart to fix whatever is wrong.
And at first, I almost laughed at him. He saw what happened when the leaves started to change and summer ran dry. But then I thought about how he was probably the one that your cried too, the one who is so fiercly protective of his little brother, and here he is calling me of all people. The boy who broke his little brother's heart.
So then I thought how maybe I might just still have an imprint on that broken heart, the place where my hand used to me...
So Mikey, do I?
Regardless what your answer may be, I'm writing to you now so you know I'm still gonna try. So here's my attempt. And let me be the first to say I'm sorry if it only makes that sadness edge just a little bit closer to your bones. 'Cause I know how it feels to have that burden wrapped tight around your insides, and I wouldn't wish that on you for anything in the world.
I miss you, you know? And I'm starting to really think you may just miss me too. But there's that wall there, that big brick wall that divides the past from what could be a future... that dreaded "history". But you listen, Michael Darling, 'cause the past is the past and no matter how hard you think about it, it's not gonna change. So go sit down in your room, pour yourself a nice big mug of that sludge you love so much, and think about the future for once. Okay? You close those eyes and dream a good dream, and maybe think of me when you wake. 'Cause God knows I'm thinkin' about you...
I swear, I'll get us out of where we are. Soon you'll be the one to tell me your so sad you can hardly force a smile on that pretty face of yours. One day you'll be looking out your bedroom window and thinking about me thinkin' about you, just like it was before.
But in the meantime, try and smile once every know and then. And you don't have to mean it, but maybe it will make you feel a little better, maybe jumpstart you to the point where you don't have to force a smile anymore.
Remember what that summer felt like? 'cause I can't forget it Back when you didn't have a ring weighing your hand down, back when I called you baby and you'd lay your head on my shoulder at night? Remember those sunsets? Or when your brother finally caught us? I had never been so scared of an older brother in my life...
Your brother always was the protective type, with his old eyes watching your back when you were to lost another pair to notice anything else. I kinda always wished I had someone like that when I was little. But like I said, the past is the past. And it probably did me well to look out for my own skin all those years, it made me strong.
But you, you have those long delicate fingers that I refuse to believe have been tainted by some cheap metal while I was away, and you've got the softest lips a boy could have. In fact, I don't think I've ever had a kiss so sweet from anyone before you and I'm postive there won't be anyone after.
Boy, do I wish there wasn't an after...
But like I was saying, one day it will all be nice again. 'Cause right now it's true the world is fucked. It's so far in the shit I'm sure we'll never really completely be clean again. And my head as been spinning for days, years even. God, is my equilibruim fucked. But you, somehow you were able to balance me out for a little while. And I'm hoping, maybe, I could help you as well.
So do you think you could fly out to chicago, Michael Darling, maybe just for a night or a lifetime, and sit with me a while? 'Cause baby, my head is pounding so hard I can hardly see straight. And I'm sure you could make it all better with just your head resting against mine. I'll save you a seat by the window in my room even. And you'll tell me why you can't sleep at night and how nobody has seen you smile for days. You'll whisper in my ear all about how you can't stand how trapped you feel with that ring around your finger, with the girl waiting for you halfway across the country. You'll lay your head on my shoulder and you'll finally fall asleep, the kind of sleep you haven't had for months, while I pretend to be asleep as well. But I won't be. I'll be watching you breathe, baby. And it will make the spinning stop for a little while.
And you'll wake up thinking of me thinkin' of you and it'll make you smile so big you won't ever be sad again. You hear me, Mikey? 'Cause you may be on the other side of the world, but you should be by mine tonight.
I think I'm so far deep in love with you, I can't see anything else. And baby, that's fine with me.
XOXO
Peter Pan
Rating: R for language
Pairing: Mikey Way / Pete Wentz
Summary: "You close those eyes and dream a good dream, and maybe think of me when you wake. 'Cause God knows I'm thinkin' about you..."
Disclaimer: sadly, i do not own the wonderful mikey way or his lovely boy, pete. but boy, do i wish i did.
A/N: I just finished watching 'Across the Universe' for the hundredth time before I wrote this. So I blame the styling on that amazing film. ^_^ This is also my first attempt at Mikey/Pete. I just recently fell in love and am trying quite desperatly to catch myself up on all the wonderful stories out there. So this also might be a little bit... off, just because i'm still getting used to writing the pairing.
What did I tell you, Michael Darling? Don't be so hard on yourself.
I heard about how you've been doing from that brother of yours. He told me how he hasn't heard you say a word for days, and how it's been weeks since he witnessed a smile. You're brother is worried about you, Mikey. And apparently he still things I have a strong enough hold on your heart to fix whatever is wrong.
And at first, I almost laughed at him. He saw what happened when the leaves started to change and summer ran dry. But then I thought about how he was probably the one that your cried too, the one who is so fiercly protective of his little brother, and here he is calling me of all people. The boy who broke his little brother's heart.
So then I thought how maybe I might just still have an imprint on that broken heart, the place where my hand used to me...
So Mikey, do I?
Regardless what your answer may be, I'm writing to you now so you know I'm still gonna try. So here's my attempt. And let me be the first to say I'm sorry if it only makes that sadness edge just a little bit closer to your bones. 'Cause I know how it feels to have that burden wrapped tight around your insides, and I wouldn't wish that on you for anything in the world.
I miss you, you know? And I'm starting to really think you may just miss me too. But there's that wall there, that big brick wall that divides the past from what could be a future... that dreaded "history". But you listen, Michael Darling, 'cause the past is the past and no matter how hard you think about it, it's not gonna change. So go sit down in your room, pour yourself a nice big mug of that sludge you love so much, and think about the future for once. Okay? You close those eyes and dream a good dream, and maybe think of me when you wake. 'Cause God knows I'm thinkin' about you...
I swear, I'll get us out of where we are. Soon you'll be the one to tell me your so sad you can hardly force a smile on that pretty face of yours. One day you'll be looking out your bedroom window and thinking about me thinkin' about you, just like it was before.
But in the meantime, try and smile once every know and then. And you don't have to mean it, but maybe it will make you feel a little better, maybe jumpstart you to the point where you don't have to force a smile anymore.
Remember what that summer felt like? 'cause I can't forget it Back when you didn't have a ring weighing your hand down, back when I called you baby and you'd lay your head on my shoulder at night? Remember those sunsets? Or when your brother finally caught us? I had never been so scared of an older brother in my life...
Your brother always was the protective type, with his old eyes watching your back when you were to lost another pair to notice anything else. I kinda always wished I had someone like that when I was little. But like I said, the past is the past. And it probably did me well to look out for my own skin all those years, it made me strong.
But you, you have those long delicate fingers that I refuse to believe have been tainted by some cheap metal while I was away, and you've got the softest lips a boy could have. In fact, I don't think I've ever had a kiss so sweet from anyone before you and I'm postive there won't be anyone after.
Boy, do I wish there wasn't an after...
But like I was saying, one day it will all be nice again. 'Cause right now it's true the world is fucked. It's so far in the shit I'm sure we'll never really completely be clean again. And my head as been spinning for days, years even. God, is my equilibruim fucked. But you, somehow you were able to balance me out for a little while. And I'm hoping, maybe, I could help you as well.
So do you think you could fly out to chicago, Michael Darling, maybe just for a night or a lifetime, and sit with me a while? 'Cause baby, my head is pounding so hard I can hardly see straight. And I'm sure you could make it all better with just your head resting against mine. I'll save you a seat by the window in my room even. And you'll tell me why you can't sleep at night and how nobody has seen you smile for days. You'll whisper in my ear all about how you can't stand how trapped you feel with that ring around your finger, with the girl waiting for you halfway across the country. You'll lay your head on my shoulder and you'll finally fall asleep, the kind of sleep you haven't had for months, while I pretend to be asleep as well. But I won't be. I'll be watching you breathe, baby. And it will make the spinning stop for a little while.
And you'll wake up thinking of me thinkin' of you and it'll make you smile so big you won't ever be sad again. You hear me, Mikey? 'Cause you may be on the other side of the world, but you should be by mine tonight.
I think I'm so far deep in love with you, I can't see anything else. And baby, that's fine with me.
XOXO
Peter Pan