ladyfoxxx: (Ray smiles like the sun)
ladyfoxxx ([personal profile] ladyfoxxx) wrote2011-03-24 02:19 am

Fic (written under the influence) That Rockstar Shit (Mikey/Ray)

This is all [livejournal.com profile] greedy_dancer and [livejournal.com profile] kopperblaze's collective faults. They wheedled me into writing fic while drunk through the evil force that is twitter. Blame them.

Fandom: - Bandom, MCR
Pairing/Rating: Mikey/Ray, pretty much PG (I know, I was shocked too)
Length: 1600 words
Summary: This was supposed to be Mikey porn, it somehow became Mikey/Ray early days post-gig smushy flirtations. In all its unbetaed glory. I don't know. I've had too much cider and red wine. Leave me alone. I hate writing summaries.
A/N: If this were good and porny I would gift it to members of my f-list who've had some shitty ass days lately. Sadly it's not good OR porny so it feels inappropriate to do so. Dagnammit.

ETA - Now available as a brilliant podfic by [livejournal.com profile] fire_juggler

That Rockstar Shit

It's not that Mikey's not ever noticed Ray before. It's not like Ray is that easy to miss, after all, with his hair and his hands, and the way his thighs look in the tight jeans he tends to wear. Mikey's noticed. He's spent plenty of time noticing.

No, it's more that Mikey just assumed that - of the two of them - he was the only one looking. He's seen the way Ray's curly head turns when there's an attractive girl in a short skirt. And maybe it's generalizing, but Ray sticks to beer, not spirits, and it's hard to get him to talk about much that's not music or well... music, so Mikey wrote him off months ago as a look-but-don't-touch.

Mikey still looks. Ray's been in at least three different bands in the time Mikey's known him and Mikey's yet to find anyone in the band lineup that can hold his attention on stage the way Ray does. The lead singer could be naked, or exsanguinating himself on stage and Mikey is pretty sure it wouldn't tear his attention away from Ray's hands. Ray's fingers. Ray's wide stance, feet firmly planted on the stage as he headbangs his way through another solo.

Mikey's already forgotten the name of the band Ray's playing in tonight, at the cramped club that smells of stale beer and unwashed teenagers, but Mikey's already captivated by the second solo. He turns his drink in his fingers, sipping until his glass is empty, unable to tear his eyes from the stage. Ray still hasn't conquered his stage fright completely - he doesn't look into the crowd, hides behind his hair at every opportunity - but the noise from his guitar is amazing.

Mikey's fingers flex, ghosting over chords in the air, but there's no way he could keep up if he had an actual guitar in his hands. He forfeits getting a fresh drink in favour of watching the rest of the set.

Post show, he seeks Ray out. No one even blinks when he slides his rake-thin body into the backstage area. Mikey's got enough friends in the venue his face is practically a backstage pass. He ducks between bodies until he can see the curly mop of Ray's hair, takes a breath and weaves through human traffic until he's behind Ray.

"Good show." Mikey's voice sounds too thin in the bustle of backstage. "You sounded great out there."

Ray turns around, his grip on his guitar looking chancey for a moment before he puts it down carefully on the floor. "Mikey." The name comes out abruptly, and Ray's smile looks forced. "I didn't know you were gonna be here tonight."

Mikey leans against the wall, all sharp angles. He lets his gaze skitter down Ray's chest and back up again. Ray's sweated his t-shirt damp and the fabric is clinging to his body, tight enough that Mikey can almost make out what Ray might look like underneath. He tries not to think about it.

"Where else would I be?" He asks, thinking even if it wasn’t one of Ray's gigs there's not much else to do on a Friday in this neighborhood anyway.

Ray shrugs, looking apologetic. He's still got a length of cable on his hands and he coils it and uncoils it, his movements sharp. "More interesting places." Ray shrugs.

Mikey laughs. It comes off sounding a little forced. He tries to think of a rejoinder but gets stuck looking at the tiny dots of sweat on Ray's upper lip. He licks his lips. "You done in here? We should go outside. It's hot." It doesn't feel like enough of a reason for Ray to leave the backstage area, forfeiting his share of the meager rider to the rest of his band, but Ray nods and Mikey smiles, turning to weave his way to the exit doors.

Mikey ends up sitting on the back steps, smoking, watching Ray start to pace the length of the stair, before stopping, and starting again. Mikey shakes his head imperceptibly. Maybe he's not the only one who's nervous.

"Sure you don't want to sit down?" Mikey asks, arching an eyebrow at Ray. It has the intended result. Ray grins a little sheepishly, runs a hand through his curly mop and sits next to Mikey on the stairs. Mikey offers him his cigarette and Ray takes it gratefully, sucking a drag like it's something stronger than nicotine.

"Thanks." Ray smiles again, looking less forced this time and Mikey's pretty sure he's not going to get sick of it anytime soon.

"Sure." Mikey shrugs. "You're pretty wound up."

Ray nods, then aborts the motion and shakes his head. "I don't think I'm ever going to get used to this."

Mikey nods sagely. "You will. You can do the guitar shit fine, the rest will get easier." Ray offers the cigarette back again and Mikey takes it, waving it around. "You know, the rockstar shit."

"The rockstar shit?"

"Being on stage. Having chicks throw themselves at you." Mikey takes a drag from the cigarette before chancing a look up at Ray. It's dark in the back entrance area, but Ray's face looks a little pinker than it did before.

Ray shakes his head, grinning at the pavement. "Not gonna happen."

"Totally gonna happen." Mikey offers the cigarette back and Ray pauses a moment, his eyes catching on Mikey's face before he takes it. Mikey's far too aware of the brief brush of their fingers as the cigarette changes hands. He swallows before continuing. "It's a turn on, you know? How good you are. The way you look up there." Mikey puts the cigarette to his mouth a little too quickly and takes a drag, feigning a nonchalance he doesn't feel when Ray's gaze settles on him again. "You've got it. That..." He flutters the fingers of the hand not holding the cigarette in a way that should describe what he's trying to say. "Whatever it is."

Ray's eyes flick from Mikey's hand back to his face and Mikey shrugs apologetically, feeling a little like he's trying to express himself through fortune cookie fortunes and failing miserably. Mikey's so busy trying to come up with something new to talk about, a way to steer the conversation away from this weird place it wound up that he nearly misses it. The way Ray stares at Mikey a moment too long, something flickering in his gaze that Mikey recognizes. Something that makes Mikey's mouth twitch at the side. Something Mikey can work with.

He takes the last drag of his cigarette and stubs it out on the sole of his shoe. Then he unfolds his legs, easing a little closer to Ray. Ray's eyes are on Mikey the whole time, but he doesn't say anything. He doesn't say anything even when Mikey's slides close enough that their knees are touching, leaning in until he can smell the smoke on Ray's breath.

Ray doesn't lean back, which is invitation enough, so Mikey leans in the rest of the way until his lips brush Ray's - brief and a little dry. Mikey draws back, watching Ray carefully. Ray's watching back, his eyes huge. They're dancing between Mikey's eyes and Mikey's mouth. Ray's got one eyebrow arched like he's waiting for the punch line. Mikey leans in again.

This time when Mikey's mouth finds Ray's it's a real kiss. His lips find Ray's, soft and full, and he presses in, wanting to taste, wanting pressure. Ray lets him, kissing back, and Mikey sucks on Ray's lower lip, drawing it into his mouth and slipping his fingers up into the curls at the back of Ray's head. Holding. Tugging.

Ray's mouth slides further open, a low noise rumbling in his throat as his hands come up, resting lightly on Mikey's shoulders. Too lightly. Like Mikey's something fragile and he has to be careful. Mikey kisses harder, letting his finger curl into Ray's scalp. He breaks the kiss, his breath feathering over Ray's lips.

"Mikey?" Ray whispers, and Mikey hates the note of question in his voice. The unsureness.

"It's okay." Mikey says, sliding his ass on the concrete and settling his legs around Ray. Ray's still watching him like he's waiting for an explanation. Waiting for Mikey to fill him in on the joke. Mikey's mouth pulls to the side unhappily. Does he really have to explain this? "I like you." He shrugs, and despite his best efforts to keep eye contact, his gaze falls to his shoes.

"You do?" Surprise makes Ray's voice sounds squeakier than usual. Mikey looks up, letting Ray see his most withering expression. It puts a crease between Ray's brows and his lips pull downwards. "It's just. You never..." Ray runs out of words.

"You never. Either." Mikey points out. Ray doesn't say anything to that. Just stares at Mikey a little more, his fingers pressing and releasing gently on Mikey's shoulders like he's not aware of it.

"Huh." He says finally.

"Huh." Mikey repeats, still watching Ray. He's watching so hard he sees the moment Ray blinks, the brief smile flitting across his mouth before he leans in, taking Mikey's mouth in a warm and very decisive kiss. Mikey kisses back, his hands tight in Ray's hair as he presses himself closer, feeling Ray's body warm against his in the cool night air.

When Ray's hands tighten on Mikey's shoulders, his fingers threading into Mikey's birdnest hair and bumping his glasses askew, Mikey can't help the sigh of satisfaction that slips from his mouth into Ray's.

It's about time Ray noticed him back.

(end)

Go ahead. Point and laugh. I'm going to pass out now. Bet you wish I'd boobtweeted instead.

[identity profile] anoneknewmoose.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
*_____________________________* otp otp otp
ext_399013: (killjoys - Ray is a hotass)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
Awww! Look at me accidentally writing you OTP fic (sort-of) on your birthday! Can I pretend I did it on purpose? Mmm, probably not.

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ext_399013: (killjoys - raysmash!)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
I really really enjoy reading Ray fic. There totally isn't enough out there and I'm not doing enough to change that. Glad you liked it!

[identity profile] equinescientist.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
I admit, I'm not one for Mikey/Ray fics, but I totally trust your judgment when it comes to writing, so I read it.

The tail end, when it finally dawns on Ray that this isn't a joke, that Mikey is totally into him...you know, the "Duh!" moment...that was the best of all. Mikey lays it all out, and thank goodness Ray caught on. Go Mikey!
ext_399013: (mikeyfuckingway)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
HEEEEEEY! I feel like I haven't seen you around in AGES. Welcome back (if indeed you went anywhere - I haven't been around consistently much either.

Heee. I love that you liked the 'duh' moment. I think I wrote the whole fic just for that moment. Ray can be kind of dense sometimes and I totally believe that Mikey would be a stealth-instigator type.

[identity profile] desert-neon.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
As alluring as boobtweeting is, I have to say I do love this! I know what you can do sober, but that you can do this drunk and unbeta-ed is amazing. Kudos to you, lovely.
ext_399013: (Mikey is looking at you)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahahaa, you know I think hearing that this fic is preferable to boobflashing is maybe the nicest thing you could have said! Thanks so much for the love, babe, glad it did something for you. :D

[identity profile] desert-neon.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 10:11 am (UTC)(link)
If boobflashing gets done, maybe I should start following you on Twitter. ;-)

I actually really should have, all the looking up I had to do this afternoon to follow the conversation that started all this. I already follow your co-conspirators.

No, in all seriousness, this story was lovely. I did love the way Ray clearly thought Mikey was messing with him, joking around. Poor Ray. No confidence in the early years.

OH MY GOD, I JUST PLOT-BUNNIED MYSELF. *headdesk* Shit. I don't even know if I can write a good Ray!
ext_399013: (Ray smiles like the sun)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahahaa. My Twitter is open (and there may have been boobflashing quite recently... shh) it's full of ridiculousness. All are welcome.

I'm glad you liked the story. And you should totally write no-confidence-early-Ray. There can NEVER be enough Ray fic as far as I'm concerned. And if he gets laid that is EVEN BETTER. Go on. Feed the bunny!

[identity profile] desert-neon.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
*toddles off to follow* That sproutgirl person. That's me. :)

Lol. I'm thinking it'll unfortunately not involve any on-screen laying. It's building in my head though. Give it another day or two, and there may be a short fic on the horizon.

[identity profile] xoxxblitz7.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
Mikey/Ray is very nearly my OTP. But don't tell Hev, she will hurt me! This was wonderful, and honestly, this is what you write like DRUNK. I wish I could write like this sober!

If you only write Mikey/Ray under the influence, I think you should drink more often ;)

ext_399013: (killjoys - ray is a fucking shit hot hot)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahahaa, fear not I won't tell her! Though she can just read this here if she wants. Maybe it will be the fun kind of pain? It's weird I was kind of OCD drunk last night and read over it a bunch of times before posting, because apparently typos are TO BE FEARED ABOVE ALL ELSE.

I don't only write Mikey/Ray under the influence, but I certainly don't write them enough. Poor Ray. He deserves so much more sexin' than he gets.

[identity profile] gala-apples.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
This is pretty damn awesome for drunk fic. Even Mikey falls under the influence of Ray!thighs, that's a great thing to know.
ext_399013: (killjoys - Ray is a hotass)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
Ray!thighs are hypnotic. It's weird, the man is sex on a stick and yet I haven't managed to porn him once. I seem to only be able to write smushy PG fic about him. Gotta fix that.

[identity profile] slashxyouxup.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
I like it ^_^ I like it a lot.
xo
ext_399013: (Ray smiles like the sun)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
Excellent. :D There can never be enough Mikey/Ray.

[identity profile] kopperblaze.livejournal.com 2011-03-24 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
oooooooooooooh i'm so happy we forced gently steered you in the direction of writing this! although i gotta say boobtweeting AND fic would've been like a double-chocolate sundae, but this? is pure awesomeness.

we all have looked at ray like that, haven't we? all there up on stage, the manly man of the band.


but seriously, i love this. lots and lots and lots *.* ray/mikey are starting to turn into one of my favourite pairings (frank is so unhappy with me right now...)

ext_399013: (Ray and Gee)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
Oh right, yes GENTLE STEERAGE is totally not a creative term. Mhm. And you got your damn boobtweet last night so now you have the full double chocolate sundae. Damn now I really want a chocolate sundae...

I'm sure you noticed at our run of MCR gigs that I am almost ALWAYS looking at Ray like that when he's up there on stage being all hot and awesome and guitar god like. MY HEARTEYES. LET ME SHOW YOU THEM. Eh, you've already seen them ad infintium.

Glad you liked bb! I love me some Mikey/Ray. God Mikey slashes with pretty much everyone, it's so funny. I actually have a yen to read some Ray/Frank... imagine that guitar god combo. That would rock the SHIT.

[identity profile] kopperblaze.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
oh c'mon we were totally gentle with you ;) haha yes! finally my life has a purpose again!

as soon as ray appears, your eyes turn into laser beams....

isn't kind of everyone in mcr slashable with everyone? like mikey goes so well with frank and with ray and with bob and hell with gerard if we wanna go there. frank is awesome with gerard and with ray and with bob and ray with mikey and nnnnnnnnngh. even a ray/bob unit, the manly man of the band, would be awesome

[identity profile] aneas.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
I approve of your shenanigans, young lady. I'm considering providing you with a constant supply of spirited substances in order to keep you properly inebriated so you can produce more and more fantastic works like this one.

Do you like my plan, milady? Y/Y
ext_399013: (killjoys - ray is a fucking shit hot hot)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
Oh dear, I really do need to spend more time on the internet being SOBER. But I'm very happy you approve of my shenanigans! I will happily accept any gifts to the cause and I shall persevere with the drunk writing. And the sober writing. Hopefully.

Great plan! GOLD STAR.

[identity profile] weekendgothgirl.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
First I approve of your drink choices wholeheartedly and love that you wrote and posted fic drunk XD
This is amazing, I hope you write more Ray/Mikey it's awesome! :D Gorgeous fic love ^.^

xxx
ext_399013: (killjoys - Ray is a hotass)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-25 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Aw thanks so much for taking a chance and I'm glad you liked it! I do love me some Ray/Mikey, I'm sure I shall revisit them sometime. Poor Ray, I really need to get him laid more.

Thanks for the love. ♥

[identity profile] kat-lair.livejournal.com 2011-03-26 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
n'aaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwww! This was just adorable. Awkward boys are awkward and clueless. Left me smiling :)
ext_399013: (Ray smiles like the sun)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-03-26 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
N'awww thanks babe! It's totally one of my staple happy places, awkward boys being awkward. Happy to put a smile on your dial! Thanks for commenting!
ext_1650: (Mikey/ray (samelthecamel))

[identity profile] turps33.livejournal.com 2011-03-28 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ray/Mikey. So many hearts.

I really like the dynamics between them, and how Ray was so uncertain. Which he shouldn't be, because he's awesome and of course Mikey wants him!
ext_399013: (mikeyfuckingway)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
DORKS WITH CRUSHES. I adore them. Awkward boys being awkward is my favourite! As is Ray not realising how awesome he is. Thanks for the love. <3

[identity profile] ina-pok.livejournal.com 2011-03-31 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
:-) awww. This is so cute! I really like how Mikey has settled on the 'look-don't-touch' until Ray and Ray's thighs give it :-P Adorable!
ext_399013: (mikey what are you doing)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww thanks bb! You know Mikey can't possibly resist Ray's thighs. Especially when rocking out. <3 Thanks for the love.

[identity profile] pikasafire.livejournal.com 2011-03-31 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
HEARTS IN MY EYES!

Faily boys!!! <3<3<3<3<3
ext_399013: (Ray smiles like the sun)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
FAILY BOYS FOREVER. ILTHEM.

Thanks bb, sorry it took me so long to reply!
sperrywink: (MCR Toro)

[personal profile] sperrywink 2011-04-01 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Wonderful story. Mikey and Ray FTW!
ext_399013: (killjoys - Ray is a hotass)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Ray and Mikey FOREVER. So much. Thanks bb!

[identity profile] halfeatenmoon.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm, somehow I missed this until I was flicking back through your masterlist. Normally I don't like Mikey/Ray but I trust your writing and anyway you had me at 'exsanguinate'.
ext_399013: (killjoys - ray is a fucking shit hot hot)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
The word exsanguinate is entirely UNDERUSED in fic. Heee. Glad you liked it my love, I aim to please. Glad you trust my writing, means a lot. <3

[identity profile] desfinado.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
IT'S ABOUT TIME :D

This was totally awesome, in all ways. I love Mikey's smooth confidence and familiarity with reading people's signals and how Ray has NEITHER of those things but has something really special that Mikey is intrigued by.

"Good show." Mikey's voice sounds too thin in the bustle of backstage. "You sounded great out there."

I loved this moment, when Mikey sounds forced and self-conscious. JUST PUTTING HIMSELF OUT THERE FOR RAY. UGH. So great. ♥
ext_399013: (mikeyfuckingway)

[identity profile] ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Aw man, thanks! So glad you liked it and I love that you zeroed in on the moment when Mikey was totally not Scene Queen Mikeyway, but awkward-boy-with-a-crush Mikeyway.

Mikey had to put himself out there for Ray, especially after Ray was all sex-on-legs on stage. You know he's the hottest when he's rocking out, Mikey can't resist.

Thanks so much for the awesome comment bb!