Rtc Nischa/Perfectdolls/Spacedolls one shots!!! [On permanent hiatus]

Everything was awful. Mischa had fucked things up so badly. It was a movie night and obviously him and Noel had something to drink, but Noel was practically sober whilst Mischa had gotten too confident. He started talking about feelings and stuff, a normal deep conversation, but then he kissed him. He's so god damn stupid, he'd go back and change it if he could. I mean, what in that moment would make him think Noel would like him back. So when Noel pulled away, all he could do was run. He didn't even put his coat on. He stood outside in the pouring rain, fiddling with his keys, wanting to drive off and never return. 

Noel was confused. He liked Mischa, has done for some time, the kids caught him off guard. He couldn't open his mouth before Mischa ran away. He doesn't even know if Mischa put a coat on, it's hammering it down. 

He looked out his window and saw Mischa, unable to determine the tears in his eyes from the raindrops on his cheeks, he was fiddling with his pockets, presumably to find his car keys. He didn't think before running downstairs. 

Mischa sobbed as he checked every pocket for his keys. He almost unlocked his car when he heard a shout behind him. 

"Mischa?" Noel yelled over the sound of the rain hitting the sidewalk. 

"I am sorry poet" Mischa yelled back, dropping his keys, his hands were shaking so much. Due to the cold and the fact he was just fully unstable right now. 

"About what?" Noel knew playing dumb wouldn't get far, but getting Mischa to talk would be the first step. 

"I kiss you Noel. You pulled away. I ruined everything" 

"You like me?" 

"Was it not obvious? I have liked you for some time poet, your face makes my stomach flutter, your voice makes the hairs on my arms stand up on end. You are beautiful. I'm sorry I drank a bit too much, I love you poet." Mischa cried. His voice starting to wobble as the tears fell down his cheeks, to become no different to the water already on the sidewalk below. 

Noel stood there, now acutely aware of how cold it was, and how Mischa was so passionate with his words, his normally nicely gelled hair now soaked and sticking to his forehead, his normally baggy clothes were now soaked, sticking to his figure.

Mischa didn't realize he was talking at this point, all his words were spewing out all at once. Noel took in every word. All the "I love you" s and all the "I missed you" s and the "my dreams include you"s. Mischa truly was the most romantic boy in town. 

The spewing of Mischa's words slowed down. 

"- and I'm hoping that maybe, poet, you can forgive me" Mischa said, as he ran out of breath. Noel stayed silent, slightly awestruck. 

"Please say something" Mischa sobbed. 

Noel didn't have anything to say, he grabbed the taller boy by the shoulders and bringing him down so they were still the same level. Before leaning in, planting a long kiss on his lips. The sound of the Rain dying out as they fell into each other. 

Mischa leaned into the kiss, putting his hands all over Noel's back, reaching through his hair before resting his hands along the smaller boy's waist. 

They let go finally, slightly laughing. Before Noel realized he could no longer feel his hands, and dragged Mischa into the house and up to his bedroom. Where they finally stopped the kiss. 

"Noel Gruber, I love you so very much,  я люблю тебе, і я б любив, якби длямене залишилося 500 чоловіків або 5. я люблю тебе, i love you, and i would if there was 500 men left for me or 5. i love you." 

"I have no idea what you just said but I know it was romantic. They finally let go of the hug, before going to change clothes. Mischa really does love Noel.