Travis Barker's life is falling apart around him, The only comfort he finds is in that of his friend Mikey Way. (Blink/MCR Crossover)
“50% of all American Households are destroyed by divorce”
Travis Barker stared meekly at the words sitting on his computer screen. This wasn’t supposed to happen. His family loved each other. All he did was occasionally go out with a boy he considered his friend. Had he messed it up? Maybe...It shocked him slightly. His family can’t have been falling apart over him “Stop it Travis” He muttered softly. The shouting seemed to fill his ears quickly. That was all they did now. Shout and scream about nothing...
“It’s your fault our sons a fag! ”
“My fault? Perhaps if you didn’t kiss every other male’s ass. He wouldn’t have turned out like this”
Tears stung the back of the skinny boys’ eyes. Something seemed to click in his brain. Mikey would know what to do. He always knew what to do. Crossing his arms across his chest, Travis licked away at his lips before lifting up a note-pad and pen off the table. With his free hand He tapped a quick message away to his friend.
“Open ur window. I’m coming over. T x”
Sliding his phone into his back pocket, Travis gave a content sigh before sliding the messenger bag over his shoulder, placing the notepad into it and opening the window. The last thing to be seen of Travis was his head poking back up to make sure the door was closed.
Mikey Way wouldn’t say his life was completely happy. He had an alcoholic brother and his parents never really seemed to be in and on top of that, His brother had disowned him for liking boys, but you really did get used to that once you’d been here that long. He knew all about what was going on in Travis’ house. He’d been friends with the boy since they’d met in Kindergarten, and even then His parents weren’t the nicest people to be around. Hearing Green Day coming from his phone, Mikey got up tenderly and filed through his draw. Pictures of the two boys, letters and finally his phone. He gave a small smile to one picture that Gerard had took before the alcohol took it’s affect, The two boys were sat in Travis’ back garden; Travis’ head in Mikey’s lap. Grins across both of their faces’. Placing it down softly on the side, Mikey flicked open his phone and stared at the message. His hand extended to the window, in which He pulled it up. His hands went back to the pictures and the blu-tac he had set on the side. He always stuck pictures up, especially of his friends. He began placing the pictures he’d found up on the wall before He was slightly broken by the stifled sniff of someone “Oh Trav” Mikey muttered quietly as he made the short jog over to wrap his arms around his friend
“Their anger hurts my ears... I just want it all to go away...” Travis wouldn’t lie and say he didn’t feel pathetic, because He did. Really pathetic. The two cried for what seemed like ages, Mikey joining in not too long after the hug commenced. Even though it was obvious Travis was the more hurt out of the two, when he heard Mikey start to sob on his shoulder, he was immediately doing all he could to comfort the younger man. He knew Mikey didn’t like seeing him cry and yet, He cried too, but managed to whisper soothing words into Mikey’s ear, while letting his fingers run through the other’s jet black hair. It wasn’t weird, it wasn’t awkward, and it was the most gentle, loving moment Travis could remember ever having with anyone in his whole life. “Stop crying doofus. You’re going to make it hard for me to stop...” He muttered softly. Even when Mikey pulled away and wiped at his eyes, Travis continued.
He looked just plain adorable. Travis rested his forehead against Mikey’s and their eyes were locked onto one another they both felt more loved and taken care of than they ever had with anyone else. They stared into one another’s orbs for minutes, those feelings like hours, and Mikey didn’t move an inch when the other started moving closer. He knew what was coming, he knew from the moment the hug stopped, and they were only seconds away from closing the gap.
Travis’ phone broke the silence and what was about to commence. Silently cursing it, Mikey looked down to his feet. Travis nibbled down on his lip ring before speaking up “Um... It’s Gaskarth.. He wants me to go over..” Mikey nodded softly before giving a weak smile. Alex Gaskarth always got in the way of the two “Well um.. Bye”
“...Bye.” Mikey smiled before watching his friend climb out of the window. The tears that had fallen before had started up once again. He licked away at his lips before dropping down on his bed, His back jerking as his phone began to vibrate. The smile that crossed Mikey’s face could no longer be suppressed as he looked at the words on the screen
I love you dude
The blush that crept along Mikey’s cheak was bright under the dull light in his bedroom.
Morning soon came and Travis awoke at Alex Gaskarth’s house. His small frame stretched across the other boy’s sofa. It was a usual habit, but Travis bent over to grab at his phone. Seeing a text message, Travis smiled slightly at the words
I love you too x