“Ugly faggot.”

The words kept on lingering in his mind. The words that managed to make him feel bad about himself. The words that were thrown to him back when he was still in school. Tony was alone in the back lounge of Pierce the Veil’s huge tour bus, watching his favourite movie.

Even though Star Wars was playing, he couldn’t concentrate. What was Obi-wan saying? He didn’t hear it. He was too down to enjoy the movie. Star Wars usually make him feel better but not today.

Tony was an insecure person, especially regarding his appearance thanks to those faggots who had bullied him back when he was younger. But after being in a band and with the help of all the fans who unexpectedly love him a lot, Tony felt a little confident in himself.

But then again, Tony had always been someone who thinks a lot.

Earlier that day after they had finished performing, there were a few fans that actually waited for them to take pictures. He had signed a lot of things, including a g-string (which was weird but that was why he love his fans a lot) but then he noticed that none of them actually asked pictures from him.

While the others actually had a lot of pictures taken. Then it hit Tony.

Maybe it was because of his appearance that he was treated differently. That was how he ended up being alone; watching Star Wars even though Jaime and Vic invited him to go to the nearest bar.

Tony sighed as he reminisced the past. He stared at the television, but he wasn’t sure what he was watching anymore. He was too sad to notice that it was his favourite part, when the Jedis fought with the villains.

Meanwhile, Mike woke up from a nap to find that he was left alone in the bus, yet again. He got up to brush his teeth and wander around the bus to find something to eat and he eventually ended up at the back lounge where he find Tony staring at the television while hugging his knees.

Mike felt sleepy even after he was napping. Mike didn’t want to go to sleep again, so he decided to join Tony to watch the movie and maybe that would keep him awake. Without even asking whether he could join, he immediately placed his butt on the sofa next to Tony.

Tony didn’t bother to turn to look at Mike; he was already lost in his train of thoughts.

Something weird was going on, Mike thought. Mike knew how much Tony loved Star Wars. Mike knew how Tony would usually scream in excitement when certain parts came out but he didn’t. Something was bothering Tony and Mike ought to find what was it.

“Natalie Portman is so cute,” Mike suddenly stated out of nowhere.

No respond.

“Tone?” Mike called out but he was being ignored.

There were a lot of things going on inside Tony’s head. Mike was loved by the fans and Tony was envious because of it. But what Tony was jealous about was the fact that Mike was better looking than him. He hated that fact.

Why was a perfect human being like Mike bother trying to talk to Tony? He didn’t get it.

“Tone, you okay?” Mike asked as he held his shoulder. That was when Tony finally turned to Mike, his eyes were teary as he looked at the older man. Mike was surprised to see Tony about to cry.

He knew he shouldn’t ask but he couldn’t help it. “What’s wrong?”

That was it. Two words and the tears fell. Tony was crying. He couldn’t hold it any longer. He was sobbing and that scared the shit out of Mike. Mike never saw a crying Tony before and the only thing Mike knew what to do was to panic.

Mike’s eyes were as wide as saucers. He was worried and he was panicking and he was scared. What happened? Did I say the wrong thing?

“Tony? Hey, Tone. Stop crying,” Mike begged as Tony covered himself by resting his forehead on his knees, embarrassed at himself for breaking down in front of Mike. “What’s wrong, Tony?”

“N – nothing’s wrong,” Tony mumbled, his voice cracked a bit.

“You can tell me,” Mike said, worried was written all over his face.

“You wouldn’t understand,” Tony answered again, louder this time.

Mike didn’t have any idea what to do – he was bad at comforting people. So he decided to just hug Tony and caressed his back, hoping that it was the right thing to do to calm Tony down. “I’d try.”

Tony never told anyone about his insecurity. But maybe he was just holding it too long that he eventually told Mike. He told Mike what had happened in middle school. He told Mike about the fans, even though he knew that the fans didn’t mean it that way. He told Mike how small he felt around the band members because he was the only one who was ugly.

Mike let out a soft sigh, “Oh, Tony.”

Tony just sobbed. After letting it all out, his tears were still flowing. He was certain that he might have wetted Mike’s shirt at that time.

“You know what, Tony? Those jerks were wrong. You’re not hideous, you’re fucking good looking. I’m sure those fans didn’t mean to do that. Maybe they were rushing and I’m pretty sure that the only reason they’re not taking pictures with you was because they couldn’t stand being next to you. You’re fucking perfect. They’re afraid they’d melt if they’re standing too close to you. And you’re wrong too. You’re beautiful. You’re the only one who couldn’t see it.”

Mike was surprised by how easy he was saying all those things even though he was bad at soothing people. But he figured it was because whatever he said was the truth.

Tony didn’t reply. He felt a little bit better but that just made him cry more, knowing that someone actually look at him like that and knowing that Mike actually cared about him.

“Tone?” Mike called but Tony continued to cry, refusing to lift up his head as he felt embarrassed.

Slowly, Mike lifted up Tony’s chin with his finger and kissed Tony. It was just a peck but it was enough to made Tony stopped crying. Mike didn’t have any idea why he did that but he was glad he did because Tony immediately stopped.

Mike pulled away, wiped the tears from Tony’s face and slowly whispered, “The fans are jealous at you because you have someone that loves you a lot.” And that person is me, Mike wanted to add but decided that it was better to keep it to himself.

Tony sniffed and wiped all the tears away. Mike let out a small laugh and then said, “Are you still planning to watch Star Wars? Can we watch Harry Potter now?”

“Yeah, sure.”

While Tony changed the CD, Mike rushed towards his bunk and took his favourite blanket. Once Harry Potter was playing, Mike wrapped the blanket around the both of them as the both of them sat closer, cuddling. Tony lie his head on Mike’s shoulder, glad that he finally let everything out. Mike kissed Tony’s forehead and focused on the TV.

Soon enough, because he was tired, he fell asleep with his head rested on Tony’s.

“I love you,” Tony whispered as he looked up to Mike but only to find the older man to be sleeping. Tony softly chuckled, entwined his fingers with Mike’s and then focused on the movie.

Soon enough, Tony fell asleep.

Notes

alright! i'm done with two prompts, seven more to go! whee

I really love this prompt and I actually enjoyed writing it. It only took me a few hours and I’m done. Thanks Anon for requesting! However, I suck at sad theme so I’m sorry.

however, i hope y’all would enjoy!
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