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The sting of the blade gliding across Mikey’s skin was what he could only describe as pure bliss.
Mikey knew how pathetic he looked at the moment, hunched over in a bathroom stall with a razor blade in hand ditching class. He wasn’t necessarily proud of himself for it, but it wasn’t exactly his first time in this situation. Cutting at home had become too risky once Gerard had caught wind of what he had been up to.
The younger Way prided himself in the fact that he had gone a couple weeks without doing anything to himself. But unfortunately, today was just too much. He couldn’t take it anymore. From Gee hounding on him first thing in the morning to horrifically humiliating himself in front of his classmates just for seemingly opening his damn mouth.
Mikey was sick of it. He needed some sort of relief. Thank God that he had a half broken pencil sharpener shoved in his bag in case the situation called for it.
The bathroom was dead silent, luckily. Some footsteps would momentarily linger and guys would come in to piss but he didn’t have to worry about his privacy being invaded. Well, whatever amount of privacy he had in a bathroom stall at school.
He stared at the few cuts across his wrists in awe as they bled. They were nothing too deep, he was too scared of them scarring bad enough for Gerard to notice that they’re new.
With a sigh, Mikey reluctantly stood up, pulled down his sleeve with a hiss and left the stall. He knew class would end relatively soon and his next one was with Frank and Gerard. Gee would be on his ass about skipping.. Oh well.
The brunette looked around to see if anyone else was in the bathroom before approaching the sink. The coast was clear, so he rolled his sleeve back up and turned on the faucet. His least favorite part was cleaning his cuts, but he knew it had to be done. There was no way in Hell he was about to be caught with an infection from his own idiotic doings.
Mikey Way could’ve swore he almost pissed himself when he heard the door open.
In a split second he had his sleeve down and the water off. His eyes were wide as he stared at the boy in front of him.
Gerard. Shit. The newcomer simply looked at him as Mikey tried to play it cool. Leaning against the bathroom sink with sweat practically pouring down his face didn’t exactly seem like the definition of ‘cool’ though.
“Whatcha doin’, Mikes?” Gerard asked almost suspiciously, scanning him up and down. His gaze landed on the sink and his eyebrow raised as he caught a glimpse of blood on Mikey’s and coming onto the rim of the sink where his hand sat.
“Nothing! Just needed to take a piss is all,” Mikey replied, looking everywhere but at Gerard. God, the way his stare burned into him was agonizing. He looked to the side awkwardly and noticed the blood. Well fuuuck . He didn’t think he had cut that deep.
“I thought you quit that,” Gerard frowned.
Mikey winced, trying to shift so Gee couldn’t see the blood on the sink. It had already been too late for him, though.
“Get in the stall.” He then continued. The brunette could feel his legs begin to almost wobble at the command. The last thing he wanted was to not listen to Gerard. So, ashamedly, he hung his head and went into the open stall, sitting down on the toilet.
The sound of the lock of the main door to the bathroom being latched should’ve scared Mikey more than it did.
Gerard came to the stall and loomed over Mikey, a small smile on his face.
“Pull up your sleeve. C’mon.”
The younger Way simply nodded before rolling up his sleeve. Blood began crusting the few cuts along his pale wrist. He hissed a bit as the air hit them. He looked up at Gerard, his expression almost pleading. The other boy’s face still had the same smile.
“Can you do more?”
To say Mikey was shocked at the request would be an understatement.
“Pardon?”
“You heard me. Can you do more? ”
Mikey remained silent for a moment. I mean.. I could? What’d be the harm in that? He thought to himself.
“Yeah, I guess so.” He shrugged before pulling the small blade out of his front pocket.
“Could you do something for me?”
Now Gerard was just confusing him. What did his brother want from him? Was this some sort of punishment?
“Uhm.. depends?” Mikey replied, the confusion in his voice evident.
“Go deeper.” Is all Gerard said.
Mikey stared at him in astonishment. There’s no fucking way he was being for real. He stayed quiet, not moving. The expectant stare he received from Gee in return was evidence enough that he really wasn’t kidding.
Thinking fuck it to himself, Mikey followed through. He inhaled before making a deeper slash in his arm close to the others. Blood welled up immediately, small specks of white showing in the now open wound. Mikey looked up at Gerard, desperately seeking approval.
Gee looked.. Displeased.
“If you’re gonna relapse, at least do a good job at it.”
Mikey let out a shaky sigh. Gerard was right.. He didn’t want to make him more upset than he already was at him for this.
He didn’t like how desperate he was to please Gerard. Something about this entire situation felt so wrong. His heart practically ached and it was.. disturbing. Gee had made him feel like this before but never was it so prevalent until now.
Out of what could only be described as pure desperation, Mikey gave him a small yet determined nod before pressing the little blade against his skin even harder than before. With a short swipe, Mikey gave himself a bigger cut. It was deeper and regrettably longer than the others. Nothing he wasn’t used to, though.
The look he earned from Gerard when he looked back up at him made it more than worth it. Gee looked practically blissed out as he stared at the bleeding wounds on the brunette’s thin arms.
The younger Way watched as his brother dropped to his knees, cringing a bit at the filth that must coat the bathroom tile. He remained quiet, not quite sure what Iero’s next course of action would be. He did not expect it to be him taking Mikey’s hand in his and kissing it though.
Gerard pressed a small kiss on the brunette’s hand before working his way down to his wrist. His lips pressed against the smaller cuts before his tongue slipped out, now running along the shallower cuts.
Mikey could do nothing but stare with his mouth agape. It stung like a bitch but he could not begin to articulate just how horribly turned on he was at that moment.
“W-What are you doing!?” The brunette cursed himself for letting the stutter slip. The warmth of Gerard’s tongue against his fresh cuts mixed with the stinging feeling of his saliva was almost unreal. He could’ve swore he was dreaming.
“Making up for this morning,” Gerard pulled away. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked. He knew what Mikey’s response would be, but he wanted to hear it.
“Please.. Don’t..” was all Mikey could weakly murmur. Gerard hummed and continued tonguing the boy’s cuts. Mikey whimpered, despite the pain he couldn’t take his focus off of Gerard. He could feel himself start to get wet and that would prove to be an issue very quickly if Gerard didn’t cut it out.
“Class is starting soon.. C’mon Gee, we’re gonna be late,” Mikey whined. He didn’t attempt to pull his arm away at all, though, despite easily being able to.
“I can tell them you weren’t feeling well and that I had to take you to the nurse. I have another thing I want you to do for me,” Gerard responded after finally stopping. Mikey simply blinked at him, waiting for elaboration.
“Can you cut my name?”
“What!?” Mikey’s eyes widened.
“Please? It doesn’t have to be on your arm. I want to see me on you,” Gerard looked like he was practically begging as he remained on his knees, looking up at Mikey.
Mikey had a million reasons to say no. It was weird to carve someone’s name but his own brothers? But for whatever reason, his mouth went dry when he tried to protest. He supposed it wouldn’t hurt..
Metaphorically, of course. He supposed it was worth a shot. He didn’t want to disappoint Gerard any more, after all.
“Can.. Can I do it on my leg? So I can at least cover it up?” Mikey weakly asked. Gerard nodded, giving him an excited smile. The way Gerard’s enthusiastic demeanor made Mikey feel was enough to be gut wrenching. But it felt.. Undeniably good.
Mikey definitely had an issue he needed to think through. Not now, though. He was too busy preparing to carve his brother's own name to think about the fact that maybe he had feelings for him.
The younger Way undid his belt and zipper before lifting his hips and shuffling his slacks off. He couldn’t bring himself to look at Gerard, who continued to do nothing but stare like a giddy child. Mikey hated how wet he was.
He held a shaky grasp on his blade, casting a glance at Gerard. “Do you want me to do your full name?” Mikey asked. Gerard thought for a moment before shaking his head.
“Just do Gee. It’ll be cuter. Make it your personal name for me,” He chuckled. Mikey looked away with a blush and nodded.
With a small inhale, Mikey pressed the blade against his thigh. He could feel himself trembling, whether it was out of nervousness or because the bathrooms were fucking cold, he wasn’t quite sure. He sharply swiped, doing a few motions to make a blocky G on his leg before looking over at his brother expectantly. He didn’t want to disappoint.
His eyes widened when he saw Gerard palming himself through his slacks, his gaze locked on Mikey’s bleeding leg. Taking that as his ‘ok’, Mikey went back to work. It didn’t take as long to carve the E’s, finishing fairly quickly. Eventually, GEE was written on his thigh, blood beginning to crust on the shallow cuts.
All Mikey could hear was the buzzing of the bathroom lights and Gerard’s heavy breaths as he tried to collect himself. He couldn’t tell if this was Heaven or Hell.
He let Gerard continue what he was doing, now hearing the zipper of his pants become undone and skin against skin while he jerked himself off. What Mikey was not expecting, however, was Gerard to move himself, shuffling on the dirty floor to now sit in between Mikey’s legs.
The older Way leaned down, running his tongue along the cuts on Mikey’s thigh before practically nuzzling the boy’s soaked panties.
“Can I? Please? ” Gerard murmured, looking up at Mikey. Mikey’s breath hitched when he felt the pressure on his clothed crotch. He desperately nodded, emphasizing his point by running his fingers in Gerard’s hair.
Gerard sloppily pressed his tongue against Mikey’s panties, savoring the taste of his wetness soaking through the fabric. It took everything in the younger Way not to squirm, only gripping at Gerard’s hair. Gerard tugged at the boy’s underwear, Mikey getting the message and lifting his hips to let his brother take them off.
He slid the panties off and let them pool at Mikey’s ankles while he leaned in and pressed a small kiss to his enlarged clit. Mikey could only watch as Gerard began lapping at his cunt, his hand on his cock notably slowing down.
“Gee.. This is so fucked up–” Mikey was quickly cut off when he felt Gerard suck on his clit. He gasped and lurched forward, curling inwards and tightening his grip on his brother’s hair. Gerard smirked against him, only to continue gently sucking him off.
Gerard continued for a few moments before shifting gears. His tongue slipped inside and Mikey’s eyes shot open. He had only ever used his fingers before and the feeling of Gerard’s tongue was so odd in comparison. The warmth and wetness was foreign but Mikey loved it.
Mikey weakly moaned, unable to keep himself quiet as Gerard fucked him with his tongue. He could hear Gerard’s hand speed up, silently glad that he could tell Gee was close because he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out.
“I’m s-sorry.. For relapsing,” Mikey began babbling, “I won’t do it again unless you’re with me, if you want..” His voice wavered, trying to keep at least a bit of his composure as it melted away. Gerard seemed to enjoy the offer, moaning against Mikey and slightly nodding. Mikey could only nod in agreement.
The stinging feeling from his leg and arm along with Gerard’s tongue against him was proving to be too much and Mikey finally gave in. His head fell back as his orgasm hit him, he couldn’t help but tug on Gerard’s hair whilst. Gee moaned once again and continued before bucking his hips into his hand a few last times, cum spilling into his hand.
Gerard pulled away from Mikey, not-so-gracefully wiping his mouth using his arm before grabbing toilet paper to clean up his hand. He also cleaned up Mikey, who was too dazed to care what the hell Gerard was doing. He panted and stared at the ceiling.
Okay, so maybe his brother just ate him out after begging him to carve his name.. No big deal.. He couldn’t even begin to comprehend the situation. All he knew was he enjoyed it too much.
“Do you wanna get out of here? I think it’s a bit too late to head to class,” Gerard offered after a good moment of uncomfortable silence, tucking himself back in and zipping up while he asked.
Mikey only nodded. They could talk about this when they got home.