The Fic Without a Title

"Put your arm around me, dummy." Gerard said as he giggled. I started to reach out, though I was pretty unsure of what he'd do. I really didn't want him to get upset with me, or for Mikey to come and throw a fit and beat me up if he saw this. Gerard, probably sensing my uncertainty, grabbed my wrist and draped my arm over his shoulders, and honestly, I don't care how cliche it sounded, he fit perfectly in my arms.
"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He asked, looking up at me. I smiled, wrapping my arm tighter around him.
"Not at all." The movie started, diverting my attention to the screen rather than Gerard. "I've never seen this movie." Gerard commented, making me grin and bite my lip.
"It's kind of scary. You'll love it." I said. We were watching The Conjuring, and this might've been my fifth time watching it. The opening scenes started, along with Gerard's commentary.
"No, no, she's going to- NO WHY DID YOU PICK UP THE CREEPY BOX DON'T UGH" "THE DOG WON'T GO IN THE HOUSE IT'S A SIGN." When the scene where the dog was found dead, Gerard slowly looked up at me. "Frank Iero, you never told me a dog died in this movie." He was pouting and it may have been the absolute cutest thing ever.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I said, pressing my lips to his forehead gently, smiling as he curled more into me, resting his head on my chest and wrapping his arms around my torso. When the scene where Lorraine falls through the floorboards and sees the spirit of the woman Bathsheba had possessed and used to sacrifice her child, Gerard started to bury his face in my chest, wincing when the music started to intensify.
"Hey, do you want me to turn it off?" I asked, running my hand over his back to calm him down.
"Nah, could you just pause it?" His voice was muffled by my shirt.
"Of course." I paused the movie before rubbing his shoulders carefully. He looked at me while he grabbed my hand and laced his fingers through mine.
"I'm sorry for being such a jerk the first time we met. It was stupid of me, and I hate how I acted." I whispered, barely noticing how close his lips were getting to mine.
"It's okay now." He hummed and crashed his lips against mine, tangling the hand he didn't have in laced in my hand through my hair.
"Hey guys? I um- WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I TOLD YOU TO KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM." Mikey screamed upon entering the living room.

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