Sleep [Gerard Way]

The next morning things were very quiet. Everybody was enjoying their day off by having a sleep in. You woke by the ray of sunlight shining through the curtains and onto your eyes, and for the first time in weeks- not to an alarm. Frank was still asleep in your lap and the only thing that had changed was your dependency of the armrest. Thinking you were the first to wake, you gently slid yourself from under frank and stood up, proud of not waking Frank as he was a delicate sleeper.

"Morning." a voice greeted from the beside you- causing you to be startled and jump backward. Gerard stood beside you, one hand in his pyjama pant pockets and the other clutching his phone. "Have a nice sleep?" he asked, switching his attention from you to Frank. "A little inconvenient but it was alright. Did you?" you smiled. To your discontent, Gerard didn't return his classic 'Gerard smile'. He just nodded his head toward Frank and looked back at you.

You could see it in his eyes that he wanted or needed to say something. "Did you even sleep at all?" you added with a small chuckle to try and crack the obvious tension. Gerard sighed and shook his head. it was obvious he was exhausted from all the shows and meet and greets the band had done. He gave everything his all when it came to that band, but it was wearing him down, slowly but surely.
"Go sleep now then." you spoke quietly, raising your hand towards Gerard's bunk. "I can't sleep. I want to, but I can't." he tried to explain, his voice hoarse and choked. The feeling of concern filled every part of you in the moment when a flash of emotion whipped across Gerard's eyes. "What's stopping you?" you asked lightly, lowering your voice just incase anyone else had woken. Gerard just let out a grunt and looked at the floor."You can tell me anything, I'm not going to judge you whatever it is. You know I want to help." you assured him, staring at what you could see of his eyes. "Do you need anything to help you sleep? We can call a GP today".

"I need you." he croaked, with tired given eyes. "but you're with Frank." a moment of silence fell and you could feel something inside of you ripping itself to pieces. "Gerard, I'm not with Frank." you assured him, confused. "You two are happy together, he can make you happier than I can... or could." he explained. "We're happy together because we're friends. Like I'm happy with anyone." you sighed, knowing Gerard wasn't in his 'right mind' and you just hoped that he wasn't messing around with drugs. You spoke like you were talking to a child, which you always did when Gerard was drunk or whatever.

Gerard didn't say anything as he gently grabbed your wrist and tugged you toward his bunk, like he was going to show you something. He climbed back in and looked at you with pleading eyes. "Please just help me sleep." he asked, extending a hand. After standing there speechless and unsure for a moment, you took the hand and hesitantly climbed into the bunk with him.

You lay on your back with your hand locked with Gerard's and the bunk curtain closed. The rise and fall of his chest got slower and slower and you could feel him slowly fall into sleep. You rolled over facing away from him causing your legs become entwined and for a while you just thought about where you were before falling back into sleep.

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