From The Coffee Shop To...

We were all too tipsy to drive except Mikey. He was sweet and volunteered to be our designated driver for the night. We all drove in Frank’s car and agreed that they would drive me to my car tomorrow to pick it up.
“So where do ya live?” Mikey asked from the front of the car. A drunken Frank had his legs toppled over mine, using me as a bed while he had his face near the closest window. You could see the fogged up window where his mouth was up against get bigger and bigger as he breathed. He was out cold. Gerard had put his head on my shoulders and I could feel his little breaths near my neck, giving me the biggest goose bumps. Ray was up front with Mikey and he had the seat reclined back, almost hitting Frank and was softly snoring. I looked up at Mikey in the rearview mirror and told him where I lived. In this moment, while looking at the drunken/sleepy fellows, that these were the people that were going to change my life. They were the friends I have been longing for.
“Alright we are here.” Mikey whispered to me trying not to wake the boys. He looked like he was going to pass out, he just looked so groggy. I felt so terrible. As much as I am against letting people stay the night at your house that you just met. Though, I didn’t feel that way with them.
“Mikey, you look like you’re about to kill over. Why don’t you and the guys come up and stay the night? I have an extra room and a couch that you guys can sleep in. I promise that it is fine.” I asked in a smile knowing that his sleepy body couldn’t say no. He smiled.
“Oh alright!” I smiled back and starting tapping both Gerard and Frank to get up while Mikey did the same with Ray. They were all equally confused on where they were and what they were doing. I had to explain it to them in first grade terms. We finally got up to my apartment and Frank and Ray immediately fought for the couch so they could watch television. Ray eventually won.
“Booo, that means I gotta sleep with Mikey!”
“Frank shut your mouth, I’m the one that should be whining. You’re the one that sleeps like a 500 pound man!”
“Psh, I so do not.” Frank denied. Wait so hold on, crap. Where is Gerard sleeping? I guess I didn’t think this through.I mean yeah I have 2 extra bedrooms besides my bedroom. But one didn’t have a bed in it, I’ll suck it up and sleep on the floor I suppose. While all the guys got ready to go to sleep, a half drunk Gerard and I were left alone in my kitchen. We just stared at each other. It wasn’t an awkward stare, just trying to figure out what the other one was thinking of and what to make of this situation.
“Want me to make some coffee?” I asked standing up from my dining table, breaking this awkward silence. Well…other than the infamous snoring of Frank Iero.
“Sure.” He half smiled. He had wandering eyes, looking me up and down as I walked over to the pot to start brewing. He was still a little tipsy, you could tell with his eyes and the way his head was moving back and forth. But it was hot as hell nonetheless. He wasn’t pushy and annoying like the guy at the bar. He was sweet, calm and respectful and I loved it.When the coffee was done, I poured us both a cupand sat back down across from Gerard.
“So I was thinking, how about you take my bed tonight and I’ll take my studio room. “ I said cheerfully trying not to let him know how badly I didn’t want to sleep there tonight.
“Riley hush, no I won’t let you do that.You’re going to sleep in your own bed tonight. You’ve had the longest day out of any of us. I will take the studio, it doesn’t bother me a bit.” He insisted.
“But…” he cut me off.
“But nothing, you were sweet enough to let us crash here tonight and to kindly make me coffee at 2 in the morning. The least I can do is let you sleep on your own bed.” he smiled at me. Geeze he was a killer convincer.
“Oh alright fine” I playfully huffed. He laughed then scooped me up in his arms and started walking me to my room. My heart was beating so fast, not knowing what would happen next. It was a foreign feeling. No one has touched me this close before in god knows how long.Just years. Butterflies were invading my stomach. He placed me softly onto my bed while tucking me in. He sat down on the side of my bed, leaned in close and brushed my side swept bangs behind my ear causing shivers to run down my spine.
“I had a wonderful time meeting you today, Riley. It’s not often that I come across someone as awesome as you are. And I especially have not met anyone that gets along better with my best friends than you. So, thank you darling." He leaned in closer and kissed my forehead. I just looked up at him, I didn’t know what to say. I was absolutely speechless. He got up from my bed and started walking toward my bedroom door.
“Well goodni…” he started before I cut him off.
“Wait”I said abruptly. He stopped in his tracks.
“Yes Riley?”
“Can you uh maybe stay with me tonight?” I couldn’t believe I said it when it came out. And his reaction couldn’t believe it either. He smiled mischievously after the shock.
“Of course darling, there’s just something you need to know about me that no one else knows…” he became serious and started walking toward my bed. Oh shit ugh of course. I knew this was too good to be true.
“What….?” I waited for his answer, expecting the absolute worst. My luck would be he is gay or an axe murder.
“I’m a cuddle monster!!!!” He shouted and jumped up on my bed.

Notes

ahhhh okay, I know, a bit boring but hey. they are going to cuddle! there won't be smut for awhile cause I don't want to spoil it. I like when they're sweet and innocent :p
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