What A Tragic Affair (Frank Teacher)

"Oh my God," me and Gerard said in unison causing Mikey to turn his sweaty, flushed face.
He opened his mouth in a shocked 'o' shape, I slammed the door shut and leant on the back of it. Ew that was gross. How long were they even together? How old is Mikey again? Why do I even care?
I stared into Gee's deep eyes for 3 seconds before we both burst out laughing. It might have been from awkwardness but whatever it was, it was funny.
"That was weird. Very very weird," Gerard said in a sigh while running his fingers through his knotty black hair.
"Wow, I mean. Do we stop them or just let them...ya' know?" I questioned Gerard. I wasn't sure if that was an inappropriate question. It probably was to be honest.
"I think we should just..." his sentence was interrupted by a yawn so big I was convinced his jaw was going to split in two.
"Go to bed?" I guessed the end of his sentence.
"Missy," he heavily dropped his arms on my shoulders. "You read my mind."
I giggled as he lead me back down his stairs. I halted on the steps thinking about where I should sleep as Gee carried on walking down the stairs and jumped into his big bed. He turned on his front and grabbed his pillow wrapping both his arms around it.
"Missy just get in. Turn the lights off on the way please." He spoke out through him and the pillow in a deep, sleepy sigh.
His hair fell loosely on his shoulders which were covered in goosebumps.
"You cold?" I questioned sincerely due to the pale bumps over his arms and shoulders.
He tried to get a sound out but I think he was more or less asleep. The duvet was placed just under his waistline causing his chilliness.
I walked down to his wall and switched the light off. His room was pitch black. Why was his room downstairs anyway? I let my eyes adjust and felt my way to the bed before sliding myself in next to Gee. I pulled the duvet over his shoulders and then mine. I smelt his strong scent when so close to him, it made me feel at home. I planted a quick peck on the sleeping Gerard's forehead. He didn't flinch. At first all I heard in the room was Gee's heavy breathing until my ears turned in to the moaning upstairs.
"Jesus Christ," I muttered to myself, "Night Gee," I turned my face onto the pillow and burried myself under the duvet to be greeted with a fimiliar silence.

Notes

Hello! Sorry for the lack of updating and the spelling and aaa, and the lack of Frankie chapters! I try and get a chapter out when I can but thats not often. Thanks for sticking around, please comment and rate and subscribe because thats what gives me the motivation and inspiration :))