How many times will you let me change my mind and turn around?
I can’t decide if I’ll let you save my life or if I’ll drown.
For dykeswithbikes’ prompt “pete/mikey in which they write secrets on each other”
Loads of cliché and an awful title, but hey.
Pete takes the pen from Mikey’s fingers and shifts so he’s behind him, pushing the other boy’s shirt up without actually removing it. He scrawls his own secret, just a few lines, on the back of Mikey’s ribs where he can’t see by twisting his neck. The pen is smooth; inky black against pale pale skin, and he can feel Mikey shiver underneath is touch.