Let Me Be The One To Save You

Venus P.O.V

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Next morning.

I smile as Gerard closes his eyes as he takes a drink of his morning coffee. We're sat at the kitchen table. He's cradling the mug in both hands. He opens his eyes and lowers the mug, smiling back at me.
"What?" He asks.
I shake my head. "You really can't function without your morning coffee can you."
He laughs. "Nope."
I laugh. "Looks like I have competition."
He walks round the table and kisses me. Then walks back round and grabs his mug. "Looks like."
I laugh again and stand up. "Can't cuddle coffee at night, sweetheart." I say as I walk towards him. "Coffee can't do this." I snake my arms around his waist from behind and kissed his neck. Nibbling a little. He groans and leaned his head back to look at me. "Or this." I say into his neck as I run my hands under his t-shirt and over his chest. He tries to grab me, so I move fast towards the kitchen door. "Nice try." I say with a grin. "You don't need me, you have coffee." Then I head into the lounge and sit on the couch.
"No fair." Gerard calls after me. I just smile as I put my feet up and turn on the TV.
After a few minutes, he sits next to me and pulls me into his arms. "About last night."
I turn to look at him. "What about it?"
"I don't know how you feel about having kids." He starts. I know exactly where this is going.
"Seem as I've had the injection. So I guess that means I'm not ready just yet."
He sighs. "I was hoping you'd say that." He admits. "I wasn't thinking straight last night. But I would like a child with you some day."
I smile then kiss his cheek. "I would like that."
He smiles. "A little boy called Marvin."
I laugh. "As in Marvin the Martian you mean?"
"Obviously."
"I don't think so."
"What about Casper then or Paul or maybe Kang?"
I laugh. "A ghost, an alien and a cartoon alien?" I punch his leg. "We are not naming our kids after a bloody ghost or a alien." I shake my head, close my eyes and lay my head back. "Why did I agree to marry you again?"
"Because I'm adorable?"
"Strike one."
"Cos I'm sensible?"
I laugh at that one. "Not a bloody chance. Strike two."
He leans up to kiss my neck. "Because you love me and you can't resist me."
I guess he's right.

Notes

Filler. A little writers block.xxx