Pairings: Batman/Joker, mentions of Spiderman/Captain America... haha... okay, no. Gerard Way/Frank Iero, mentions of Mikey Way/Bob Bryar
Warnings: language.
Summary: The point is that we have to dress up as some comic book heroes, which would be funny if it would be Halloween or we would be fucking five-year-old kids, but no. We are seventeen for fuck’s sake!
Warnings: language.
Summary: The point is that we have to dress up as some comic book heroes, which would be funny if it would be Halloween or we would be fucking five-year-old kids, but no. We are seventeen for fuck’s sake!
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“Are you fucking kidding me?” I asked from Mikey who looked at me and rolled his eyes:
“Oh c’mon Frankie! It will be fun.”
“Yeah, if you’re five.” I sighed and finished my Joker costume with purple gloves. Mikey had made me promise to him that I’d go with him to some Ray kid’s birthday party. I think he’s Mikey’s new crush. But anyways, that’s not the point. The point is that we have to dress up as some comic heroes, which would be funny if it would be Halloween or we would be fucking five-year-old kids, but no. We are seventeen for fuck’s sake and this Ray kid is turning 20. And here I am, dressed up as Joker and waiting for Mikey to get dressed so that we could get going and I would get home early enough to… well what ever.
“Frank please… it’s not that horrible! We’ll have fun. And you love Halloween and dressing as something cool.” Mikey looked at me over his glasses that were too low on the bridge of his nose.
“But it’s not Halloween! There’s like 100 degrees warm out there! And Halloween is scary and dark, not bright and happy like fucking summer.” I glared at Mikey and huffed. Mikey just shook his head and walked into the bathroom. Now I was getting curious about what he was gonna be. Fuck.
“Mikeeeeeeey… What are you going to be?” I bounced to the doorway.
“Hah. Am I hearing enthusiasm in your voice Franklin dear?” Mikey turned to look at me and smiled widely.
“Well… maybe a little…. But what is it? Who are you? Tell me, tell me, tell me, Milkyway.” but before he could say anything I got it: “Ahhh… Spiderman! I knew it!” Mikey just laughed and took his mask from the counter.
“I’m ready now. Are you?” he asked and walked pass me to the living room.
“As ready as I can be.” I sighed and followed him out of their house and to the car.
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“Mikeyyyyyyyyyyy…!” a tall guy dressed up as Superman opened the door and pulled Mikey into a tight hug.
“Hello Ray. Ummm… this is Frank.” Mikey gestured towards me.
“Hello dude! Oh cool! Joker! And Mikey… You look awesome!” Ray gave a huge hug to me too and then turned towards Mikey again: “He’s in the kitchen…” he winked and disappeared to the crowd.
“C’mon!” I heard Mikey’s voice over the music as he grabbed my hand and started pulling me somewhere. I didn’t have any time to look around before he had pulled me into a small kitchen and was in the arms of Captain fucking America.
“Bob wow… you look… good.” I heard him mutter to the huge man. Maybe Ray wasn’t Mikey’s new crush… and beside Captain America and Mikey the Spiderman stood no one else but Batman. And though I couldn’t see his whole face he still looked damn hot. And from that moment on Mikey totally forgot that I even exist. But somehow I didn’t mind cause after I had wondered around the house to find something to drink and after I had talked with Ray about guitars and Mikey’s new crush for probably more than thirty minutes I got back to the kitchen and:
“Hello, Joker.” The guy dressed up as Batman said and I could see a grin playing on his lips.
“Well hello. May I ask your name?” I replayed with a wide smirk on my face.
“I’m Batman.” he answered. Of course. He’s Batman. I laughed slightly and rolled my eyes:
“Oh c’mon…”
“Well you tell me. What’s your name?” Batman smiled widely and by the tone of his voice I could tell that he was flirting with me.
“You can call me... Joker. And as you can see, I'm a very happy person. So yes, it's me, Sugar bumps.” I smiled and let out a sarcastic laugh. Batman just looked at me. Then he smiled:
“Someone has done his homework, I see.”
“You can say so. But tell me, Batman, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?” I grinned and touched the back of his hand with my fingertips.
“No. I haven’t.” Batman answered to me and turned his hand around, grabbing my hand with it. Then he pulled me close and whispered: “But I would like to try if the devil means you…” my breath got caught into my throat. I looked up to see a pair of hazelbrown eyes that were staring right into mine and he slowly lowered his head so that our noses were almost touching. “If Mr. Joker allows me to do that…”
“I think Mr. Joker allows the mighty Batman to do anything he wants… this time…” I felt like I could melt into his arms. He closed the small distance between our lips and kissed me softly. I was in heaven and I felt like fucking bats were flying in my stomach.
“What do you say if we get out of here?” Batman asked and looked me in the eyes.
“I’ve always wanted to take a ride with the Batmobile...” I whispered and let him lead me out of the kitchen and out of the house.
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...I think there'll be a second part to this, but I'm not 100% sure. we'll see.
it's been a while and I'm sorry.... but here I am again. :)
xo
