"Have you heard from Bliss at all?" Meagan asked as her, Patrick, and Locklyn were sitting on the couch. Locklyn was sitting next to his mother with his teething toy in his mouth. Luckily for Patrick the little boy took his medicine easily.

"Not since two days ago. She's gonna be in New York tomorrow so she's gonna probably FaceTime me" Patrick told her as Locklyn grabbed his hand to hold onto.

"That's good. How have the other kids been?" Meagan asked as she took a sip of her cold water.

"Bronx called two days ago and said that schools doing good. Passing all his classes and his job at the coffee shop on campus is giving him more hours. He said him and Bandit our trying to get like a studio apartment close to the college so they don't have to stay at the dorms"

"That's really good. What is he majoring in again?" Meagan asked since she couldn't remember.

"In journalism. Which brings me to Sally" Patrick sighed cause last night the girl gave him a headache.

"What did she do?" Meagan was scared to hear the answer.

"So I guess she wants to start designing clothes. So she went to our closet and took Pete's shirt he got from Marc Jacobs when we decided to go to fashion week like a year or two ago. That shirt was like made for Pete and no one else had one like it so back to Sally. She ended up cutting up the jacket to put the design that it had on one of my denim jacket. So she was telling us it wasn't a big deal, but to Peter it was. So he was yelling at her about how when he said she can use his clothes in our closet that he meant wear them not destroy them. So Locklyn started crying due to the yelling and his medicine wore off. So yeah, massive headache"

"Jeez. Did she at least apologize?" Meagan asked.

"Yeah. She kept saying sorry to me and Pete. She said it won't happen again cause she, and I quote, said 'I can just take Dylan's clothes.'"

Meagan laughed and Patrick did as well. "Speaking of Dylan, how's he been?"

"Good. He's been spending time with Kit a lot and he's always on his phone. I think he misses Miles. Just as a friend"

"I can imagine. The two have been best friends since they were babies"

"True. Now enough about me" Patrick moved so both of his legs were on the couch and he was facing his best friend. "Tell me how your date with Josh went last night"

"It was really nice. We went to Mr. Chows since it was the most familiar place for both of us. We just talked about you know our family and work. It was really good and-" Patrick watch as she bit her lip to try to hide her smile.

"And?" He pressed.

"We kissed!!!" She said excited. "It was so nice. Like I felt that spark you always talk about. Like the one you feel everytime you kiss Pete" she told him.

"So you think it's gonna work? I mean I think you guys will be a good couple" Patrick asked.

"I mean the date was good, but I don't know if it's the same for him. I mean maybe he felt like he had to kiss me cause it's the proper thing to do. This morning he posted a picture of his tattoo of Tyler's name. Maybe he really isn't interested" she said with a sad tone.

"He is though, MJ" Patrick rested his hand on top of her manicured hand. "He likes you. At the show he gave you that smile I haven't seen for 16 years. He really likes you. I think it's gonna be hard for him since he's gonna always love Tyler. He knows he would've wanted him to move on and he's trying to, but it's gonna be tough. You gotta give him time"

"Yeah. I mean when he was talking about him working with his friend Jesse he seemed fine. Then he was saying that Mark has been texting him, he got sorta sad. I know Mark was close to him and Tyler and it might of brought back old memories. I just feel bad. I know he loved Tyler a lot"

"He really did. After Tyler's death he went through a lot. He wanted to be alone so he just left Johnny and Trinity with us so he can just stay home. Pete said he was not himself. That he was in bed with tear stained checks and he hadn't shaved or showered for weeks. He didn't want to talk or eat. He just wanted to stay in bed hugging Tyler's pillow. Now he's so happy and seeing that smile he use to always have back on his face, makes me know he's happy when you're around"

"You really think I'll make him happy again?" Meagan asked feeling sad now that she knew how hard Josh took Tyler's death.

"I absolutely believe you can"
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"Hey Mom. What ya cookin'?" Dylan asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"I'm making chicken with vegetables. Has your sister come home?" Patrick asked as he listened to his son opening then closing the refrigerator door.

"Which one? I got two" Dylan bit the green apple he got as he sat down to watch his mom.

Patrick rolled his eyes before saying, "Sally."

"Oh yeah. She got home awhile ago. She said that Whistler was gonna FaceTime her" he said.

"Okay. Just wanted to make sure she got home safe"

"Do you think I can go to New York?" Dylan bit his lip, nervous for his mother's answer.

"Why would you want to go out there?" Patrick asked.

"Um, I want to see Bliss and Johnny" Dylan said, not telling the whole truth.

"Are you sure it's not because you want to see Miles?" Patrick crossed his arms looking at his son.

"Pff no! Of course not" Patrick just smiled and shook his head.

"Why bother try lying to me? You know you can never lie to me" Dylan looked down feeling ashamed.

"Dylan, you can go to New York, but listen to me closely" He looked up to have eye contact with his mom. "You will not get in-between Miles and Zach's relationship. Don't become that man that helps one cheat"
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"Did you get Zero to fall asleep?" Pete asked as Patrick walked into their bedroom.

"Yeah. Had to read him a story to get him to sleep"

Pete went to their closet and grabbed the bag Meagan had given him. He put it in front of Patrick who was sitting on the bed. "Happy birthday"

"My birthday's in April. It's December right now" Patrick said with a small smile.

"Then Merry Christmas" Pete gave his huge grin and Patrick rolled his eyes as he opened the bag.

"No!" Patrick said as soon as he saw the lace.

"Cone on, Trick. Just try it on please" Patrick couldn't resist due to the puppy dog eyes Pete was giving him. He grabbed the bag and went into the bathroom.

Pete was on his phone until he heard the bathroom door open. He looked to then go wide eyed. Patrick was in the full set. It was a black lace corset and panties. He had on the garter belt that latched on to his mid thigh stockings. The dark color stood out against Patrick's alabaster skin. 

Pete couldn't help but say, "You look so hot"

"I know you're lying. I look ridiculous" Patrick was too scared to look in the mirror, but really did feel completely ridiculous.

"I'm not. You look so fucking good that I want to bend you over and fuck you" Patrick smirked and looked at Pete through his eyelashes.

"Why don't you?" Pete watched as his stunning husband bit his lip. He got off the bed and went to kiss Patrick hard. Patrick moaned and kissed back. Pete lifted Patrick causing him to wrap his legs around the man's waist.

Pete walked into the bathroom without unattached his lip against Patrick's. He put Patrick down and turned him to face the mirror. Pete closed and locked the door as Patrick just watched him.

"Rest your forearms on the counter" Pete demanded Patrick. He did without question and kept his head down so he wouldn't have to face his reflection. Pete got on his knees and pulled the panties to the side.

"Look at yourself or I won't do anything" Patrick lifted his head and looked at himself through his hair in his face. "You keep looking in the mirror while I prep you"

Patrick nodded his head as he felt Pete's now rubbed finger enter him. Soon Patrick was begging for more.

Pete pulled his pants down and slowly entering him. Pete watched Patrick try to keep looking through the mirror, but the pleasure was so good that he had to put his head down and moan.

"Fuck" Pete pulled out and turned Patrick to face him. He lifted him and entered him again. As he thrusted in he was kissing and biting at Patrick's neck leaving marks.

"I'm close" Patrick said as one of his hands were holding tightly to Pete's shoulder while to others was gripping Pete's black hair.

"I am too baby. Fuck. I love you" Pete said as he kissed Patrick red bruised lips.

"I love you too" Patrick mumbled against Pete's lips. He moaned as he came between them and Pete came deep inside Patrick.

Patrick felt so numb so Pete carried him to bed and cleaned both of them with a wet cloth. Pete kissed the top of Patrick's head as Patrick curled into his side. "Night Pattycakes"

"Night Peter Panda"
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Miles was sitting on the tour bus drinking a can of soda as Zach sat beside him talking to Jake about a store near by. Bliss was showing Johnny some of the pictures she got at the show.

Miles was honestly so tired of being on tour. He hated sleeping in the van since he always woke up at every bump the they hit. He was so tired that he hasn't been eating properly to the point that he's sure he might be losing weight. Plus he hasn't really gotten off in awhile. Sure Zach was nice but maybe it was the fact that he is so fucking tired.

The performing and meeting fans were great. They had a large fan base thanks to being the opener for Panic. All Miles could think was thank god it's hotel night.

"We're here!" Whistler yelled from the driver's seat. Everyone got off and grabbed their bag from the back. Everyone went ahead and went to the front desk to get their key.

"You coming?" Zach asked as he put a hand on Miles shoulder.

"I'll be in soon. I'm gonna have a smoke first. You just get to your room and rest" Zach nodded and kissed Miles cheek before going in.

Miles pulled out his pack as cigarettes and his lighter. He turned the lighter in his hand and smiled. Dylan had given it to him on Christmas. It was engraved with his initials and on the back it said, 'I'll never leave'.

Miles decided against the cold and out the two items back in his pocket. He grabbed his duffle bag and walked into the nice hotel. Usually opening bands only get one hotel room but Brendon had wanted them to have their own rooms.

"Hi, my name's Miles Iero" He said to the receptionist.

"Oh yes. Your room number is 609" he said.

"Thank you" Miles took the key and took the elevator to the room. He walked down the hall way and opened the door. He was surprised to the black haired boy he was just thinking of. He was standing by the window with a glass in his hand.

"Surprise. I hope you're not busy for a few hours" Dylan said smiling.

"To be completely honest" Miles put his bag down and walked over to the shorter boy. He put his hands on Dylan's waist as he said, "I was just thinking about you"

"Really now?" Dylan said smirking.

"Yeah" he grabbed Dylan's glass and put it in the little table near them. He then went back to Dylan. He bent down a little to whisper in his ear, "I missed you"

"I've missed you too" Dylan kisses his cheek but Miles turned his head so he kissed his lips. Miles and even Dylan didn't realized how much they really missed each other till after they found themselves naked and sweaty under the white sheet.

Miles had his arm over Dylan's shoulder while Dylan traced patterns in his side. Miles had started running his fingers through Dylan's soft sex crazed hair.

"Promise me you'll never leave me" Miles said.

"I promise I won't. I've been with you all these years" Dylan smiled and leaned up to kiss Miles lips and then the cut he had on his eyebrow. "How did you get that?"

"I had gotten into a fight after a show. I'm fine.

"You don't look alright. It looks like you haven't slept in days. Are you okay?" Dylan asked with concerned eyes.

"I haven't been able to sleep for days maybe weeks now" he said truthfully.

"Maybe you should cut tour short and just come home. You're not doing good, Mi"

"I'm fine, Dylan. I just need to get some rest tonight and I'll be fine. Tour is almost over anyway"

"Okay. I just care" Dylan said.

"I know, babe. I love you" Miles said kissing his temple.

"I love you too, Mi"
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Dylan woke up to see Miles wasn't there. He frowned but noticed the note on the pillow.

'Sorry I can't be there when you wake up. I have soundcheck. Get dressed and go knock on room 612 to see Bliss. She'll take you to the venue. Love you -Miles'

Dylan smiled and got up to get dressed. He put on some black skinny jeans and put on Miles 'The Smiths' shirt. He put his boots, black coat, and beanie on since it was cold out.

He left the room and knocked on the door the was Bliss's room. She opened it and scream and hugged him as soon as she noticed who it was.

"What are you doing here!?!" She yelled.

"I've missed you and I've always wanted to come back to New York" he told her.

"Let me grab my camera and we can head to soundcheck" she said.

They walked down the hall and Dylan listened as she told him of her stories while on the road. While in the elevator she grabbed out a old digital camera and took a picture of them. Dylan had his arms crossed while giving her a face through the mirror.

They got to the large concert theater and when they walked in they can hear Hippocampus playing. Dylan smiled as he watched Miles play the guitar. He really did look better after getting some sleep.

"Look who decided to come to New York to see us!" Bliss yelled as soon as they were done playing.

"Hey man" Johnny said as he walked up and gave Dylan a hug. Jake and Whistler gave him a hug too as Miles sat on the edge of the stage.

"Hey. It's nice to see you" Zach said hugging Dylan. "Isn't the Miles shirt?" Bliss looked and looked at Johnny with wide eyes.

"No. It was in my room"

"What he means is that he has his own Smith's shirt" Miles said noticing Dylan's face that said 'oh shit.'

"That's exactly what I meant. I'm gonna go say hi to Brendon and Dallon" Dylan walked away and Bliss followed him.

"Please tell you guys didn't" she said.

"We didn't. I just crashed in his room. It's nothing, B"

"Really? Cause I saw the way you were looking at him while on stage" Bliss said.

"Fine. We had slept together last night. It nothing. It's not-"

"It isn't just nothing, Dylan. He's dating Zach. That isn't cool" she said trying not to yell at her brother stupidity.

"I know. It's not gonna happen again. Just don't tell anyone. Not even Johnny"

"Okay. You're lucky you're my big brother"

*Sneak Peek For Next Chapter*
"Hey. Just calling to tell you Kelly found one of his old recordings."

"Holy smokes. Your father is gonna kill me"

"I knew it. You really are a asshole. Everyone at school was right"

A/n: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I've been going through some stuff but I'm fine now. Comment what you think will happen in the next chapter and thank you for reading. Also excused any mistakes.