#axel cluney x mickey x jules x reader

[emmyrosee]

@flowers-in-your-hayr baby, I couldn’t not do it😫❤️

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You hadn’t meant for it to happen. Truly. It was an accident through and through.

You think.

Watching Axel and Mickey eyefuck each other every hour of the day was hard. It was obnoxious, obvious, and it always left a sour taste in your mouth. No matter how much you adored your men, there was always something that made you ache at the sight of them; always kissing and cuddling, Mickey always seemingly getting that little extra TLC that you needed and yet, for some reason, they started to deny you.

You’d snuck out while they were napping on the couch together, and after driving around the city for a few hours, you felt better. You ran into an old friend, hung out for a while with her, drinking at little side coffee houses and she just gave you the best advice in regards to this situation. She made you feel listened to, loved, and it made you feel good. The goodness of what Mickey used to give only you, and the goodness you wish Axel would give you.

Maybe.. maybe too good.

you finally returned home, feeling more anxious about the effects that this could cause than the actual act itself. The sun was low in the sky, indicating just how long you’d been gone, and when you passed through the threshold of your front door, Mickey practically knocks you over as he hugs you tightly.

“Baby, I was so fucking worried!” He says with a whine. “I-I-I sent you so many texts! Where were you?”

You swallowed, having seen his notifications and just ignoring them. It wasn’t to hurt him, it was to be alone. He had Axel- the least he could allow you is silence.

“I’m fine, handsome,” you assure, giving him a kiss on his cheek. Then, your face hardens slightly, “but I need to tell you both... I’ve met someone.”

Axel’s massive frame emerges from behind Mickey’s, the latter looking like he’s about to throw up from your serious words.

“Y-You what?” He squeaks, paler than before and his eyes turn glassy. You shush him and shake your head, “no no baby, she’ll just be... my Axel; but nothing between us will change.” Giving him a small kiss on the tip of his nose, you hold up a single finger to tell them to wait, and you gently grab the wrist of the blonde in the doorframe.

“Mickey, Axel, this is Jules- an old friend and...” you lace your fingers with hers. “Someone willing to participate in this experiment.” Your voice holds minimal room for argument, and your heart nearly shatters as Mickey’s lip wobbles.

You knew he’d take this hard; but he wasn’t your problem. Your problem was Axel, who merely watched in silence as Jules and Mickey shook hands.

“W-Well, lets not be rude,” Mickey sniffles, tipping his head to the living room with a fake, sad smile. “Come on Jules- I’d like to get to know you more.”

Jules kisses your cheek softly and gives you a reassuring smile, leaving you to join Mickey in the living room. Unfortunately, also leaving you to the testing gaze of Axel, his piercing green eyes cold and full of disappointment and disgust.

You sigh, “shall we join them-“

“You couldn’t even pretend to like me?” He growls. “I gave you all the love I could muster, if you weren’t fucking interested-“

“I was interested, Axel!” You whisper your yell, poking his chest. “You! You were the one who worshipped Mickey day in and day out, barely sparing me a glance! Now I want a piece of that feeling and I’m the asshole! Seriously?”

Licking his lips, Axel looks into the living room where Jules talks softly to Mickey, the latter fighting tears and to hold his smile. “This conversation is not over,” he growls, turning on his heel to join Mickey, while you join Jules, angry glares focused on each other the whole time.