Picture-Perfect-Christmas One-Shot

Okay, so this is for Katie, because she's so awesome. Seriously, go check out some of her stuff!!!! She's skullord13, and you will LOVE her, cuz I do. And if you love me, you'll love her. 'Kay? 'Kay. This is WAYCEST, if you don't like incest, gay relationships, or My Chemical Romance, get out of here and never come back. (I'm kidding, but don't read this. There is NO P!ATD, whatsoever, at all, in this one-shot)
Mood-sick Music-Attention-The Academy Is... Current obsession-WAYCEST
So, get ready for YUMMY WAYCEST!!
Mikey's POV
There he is, the most amazing guy in the whole entire world. The guy I can't believe even exists, he's so picture-perfect, he should be an angel.
Ha, angel. So many people would laugh at that. The stuff he's done, the stuff he's said, no one would think of him as an angel. Except me. Of course, that's me. I'm so fucked up, anyway. Even my taste in guys is fucked up, because I'm in love with my brother.
Yes, that's right, ladies and gents, fans of MCR, people who don't even know who we are(there's very few), I-Mikey Way-am in love with Gerard Way, my ever-loving brother. Who would love me, no matter what(that's what he says), but I have a feeling that there's no way he would love me if I told him I loved him WAYYY more than any brother should. Plus, he would be repulsed, anyway, because I'm so ugly. Incredibly ugly. My hair is so screwed up, it's stringy, I'm too fat, my face is a mess, not like Gerard, he's perfect. Angelic looking, even. Picture-perfect. As I've said before. And I look like a demon. An ugly, fatass demon.
poor Mikey....keep reading, it gets better.
Gerard's POV
We're all in our house, it's Christmas Eve, and I've decided I'm going to tell Mikey how I feel. After all, I really love him, and, if he loves me back, that would be the perfect Christmas present. Because I do love him. I know I love him, WAYYYY more than I ever should, and more than I'll ever love someone else.
I smiled when I looked over at my little bruver, he's so cute when he's scribbling in that notebook of his, and, sitting by the fireplace, it's picture-perfect, although, anywhere Mikey is, it's picture-perfect. I scoot over to where he's sitting, and, because I'm behind him, I look over his shoulder to see what he's doing. It's a poem, so I start to read it. Mikey never let me read any of his stuff, but, somehow, I felt that this one was different.
The only time I feel okay
Is when you're talking to me
It went on, saying how much he loved someone, and how he can't stand living without them. I wanted to die. He obviously didn't love me, and this was proof. He was still writing, though, and I read what he had just written.
I could write about you forever, but that makes no sense.
Because me loving you, is incest!
I tried not to, but I gasped anyway.
OOOOHHHHHHHHH now what?
Mikey's POV
I hear a gasp, and I look behind me. And who do I see sitting there, other than the guy I love most, the guy I wanted so badly, the guy I was just writing a poem about-
Wait. He just read my poem over his shoulder. That must be why he gasped. Because he knows I love him.
I start to back away, knowing he probably thinks of me as gross, and I run into the wall. He looks at me with those eyes, those eyes that I could get lost in and never come back out of. Gerard comes closer to me, and I'm still trying to get lost in his eyes, and, before I know it, he's kissing me, gently at first, then with more force, and I'm kissing back, and we've moved to the couch, and he's on top of me, still kissing me, and he's trying to get his hand in my jeans, and I'm trying to pull his shirt off of him, and the guys are coming in and we're straightening ourselves out, and they're laughing and leaving the house to go see what everyone at the FOB house were doing, and.....well, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
^_^ yay...wait there's more
Gerard's POV
We're sitting by the Christmas tree, and we're looking at all of the ornaments, when it starts snowing outside. I smile, and say, "Mikey, why don't we go take pictures in the snow?"
He grins like a five-year-old, just like I knew he would, because he loves snow so much. "Yeah, let's GO!!!!!!!"
I laugh, and I grab my camera. Mikey's already outside, looking up into the sky, with snowflakes falling on his face. I smile, and take a picture, because, like I said earlier, he's always just so damn picture-perfect.
So, yay. I think I did okay, constructive critisism is welcomed and needed. ^_^
Okay, so, that was for Katie, because I love her so much, and cuz she's just so awesomefreakingtastic, you'll all love her. So, go check out some of her stuff!!!! ^_^ http://quizilla.com/user/skullord13 I love you all, Merry Christmas!!