I Think I Like It

You can only imagine my panic when I woke up to the sound of Gerard and Mikey talking, considering what happened last time. Thankfully, though, their voices were soft and even, and Gerard was stroking my hair gently. Still, I feigned sleep again.
“I’ve been sober for like, three years.” Mikey teased in response to something Gerard had said. I felt the rumble of his laughter.
“That doesn’t count.”
“Well, I’m still sober, aren’t I?”
“That’s true. I’m proud of you.” Gerard replied. The bed shifted, and I assumed it was because Mikey sat down.
“You should get help.”
“I did get help, remember?” Gerard sighed.
“No, I mean, for the alcohol and the, uh, drugs.” He said, sounding almost anxious. Gerard stiffened.
“I’m not doing drugs.”
“Yes you are.”
“Dude, really, I’m not. I’ll talk to someone about the drinking, okay?” he said, his voice a bit too high. Mikey sighed.
“I thought you were happy, dude.” he said. I felt pain shoot through my chest as I waited for Gerard’s response. He kissed me on the top of the head, and I felt him smile.
“Mm. I am.”
“Because of Frank?”
“And you. Both of you – you’re all I need.” He sighed, his fingers returning to their movements through my hair.
“Do you really wanna marry him?” Mikey asked hesitantly.
“Yes. God, yes. Mikey, he’s perfect. Shit, just look at him.” He said, lowering his voice a bit.
“Do you think he would?”
“I…no. Not really. He says so, but I think he’s a bit weird about it. That’s fine, I’ll wait.” He murmured, and I felt my stomach sink. He didn’t think I’d marry him, even after I told him I would? That was so dumb I wanted to wake up and kick him. But of course, that would be even more dumb, so I stayed still.
“God, I’ve never seen you love anything so much.” Mikey laughed.
“Mm. That’s because I haven’t. Except you, of course, but, uh-“
“Yeah. Different kind.” Mikey laughed. Gerard chuckled and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“Mmm. Wake up, darling.” He said gently, shaking me slightly. I let my eyelids flutter open and stretched.
“Wh-why?” I groaned, acting like I’d been asleep the whole time.
“I’ve got work to do, sweetheart.” He sighed. I shook my head and latched my fingers around his neck.
“Nope. Staying here.” I said stubbornly.
“Aw, c’mon.” he groaned, trying to unlatch me.
“Nope. Sorry. Not happening.”
“If I can’t mark the essays, you can’t pass English, and then you can’t graduate.” He said. I raised my eyebrows and grinned.
“It’s a bit late to threaten me with that, right? Anyway, it’s not even my class’ work you’re marking, dumbass.”
Mikey laughed, and Gerard shot him a look, then turned back to me.
“If you don’t let me up, I’ll tell your Mom really bad things about you next week.” He smiled. I furrowed my eyebrows.
“Huh?”
“Parent-Teacher interviews. Dumbass.” He said, using my shock to dump me off of him.
“Oh shit no I forgot.” I gasped. He laughed as he kissed me gently.
“Well, you’d better behave then.” He said, kissing me quickly again before sweeping out of the room. I groaned and fell back onto the bed and Mikey laughed.
“I literally cannot imagine being in a more awkward situation than the one you’re in right now, dude.” he chuckled.
“Yeah, it’s not great.” I sighed. He flopped down next to me and looked up at the ceiling.
“You know the first thing he ever said to me about you?” Mikey smiled.
“Hm?”
“He came to see me in the hospital one day, and he said ‘Mikes, there’s this kid in my class with gorgeous eyes and an ass that you would not believe’.” Mikey recalled, laughing. He turned to me.
“If I’d been awake, I’d have told him to stay the fuck away. Lucky I wasn’t, right?” he chuckled.
“So you don’t mind us? I never really asked.”
“It was weird at first, I’ll be honest. Especially when I heard your voice, it was just…weird. I mean, my brother dating some kid? That’s not normal. But I’ve never seen him more in love before, and you make him happy, despite everything. And that guy, Bert, was an asshole. So yeah, I don’t mind.”
“But you’ll kill me if I hurt him?” I guessed with a smile.
“Actually, no. I’m sort of expecting you to.” He said weakly. I sat up a bit in shock.
“Why would I hurt him? I mean, I know I already have, but-“
“Because you’re a horny, fairly attractive 18 year old dude. You’re not gonna want to stick around with him for the rest of your life.”
“Yes I will.” I said softly. He raised an eyebrow.
“Okay, so in. 5 years? 10? When he’s not attractive anymore, and he has wrinkles and god knows what else? You’re gonna want him then?” Mikey asked.
“Yes, of course.” I said, feeling angry at his assumption. How fucking dare he? Mikey pressed his lips together and nodded.
“Sorry, you’re right. I didn’t mean that. I just worry, you know? He’s kind of all I’ve got.”
“Yeah, I know. I love him, though.” I said softly. He smiled.
“I know you do. You two look at each other like you’ve found the answer to every question ever inside each other. It’s sickening.” He teased. I laughed and rose to my feet, helping Mikey up, too.
“That’s quite an analysis. Wanna go bug Gerard?” I said, grinning. He beamed.
“I thought you’d never ask.”

Five minutes, a lot of giggling and a spilled coffee later, and Gerard was sitting with me on his lap, and Mikey with his legs over both of us, Gerard’s marking long since forgotten. He ran his hand up and down my spine absent-mindedly.
“You guys suck.” He said for the thousandth time, taking his glasses off.
“You love us.” Mikey sighed, stretching his leg out and almost hitting me in the balls.
“Watch your foot.” I said, flicking his leg. He pushed his leg out again, actually hitting me this time. I doubled over and flicked him the finger.
“Asshole.” I spat.
“I didn’t tell you to sit there.” He teased.
“Uh, well, if that’s where your brother’s dick is, you know I’m gonna be sitting there.” I retorted, earning myself a kick in the leg.
“That’s so gross, oh my god.” Mikey laughed.
“You’re gross.” I said.
“Are you sure it’s not you two who are brothers?” Gerard laughed. Mikey rolled his eyes, resting his legs on me again – thankfully, a little further away from my balls this time. Gerard, apparently without even thinking, slid a hand between my thighs and started massaging where Mikey had hit me. I whimpered lightly and he kissed my neck, his other arm curling around my waist.
“Um, I’m still here.” Mikey said, covering his eyes. Gerard chuckled and moved his hand, blushing furiously.
“Ah, sorry. I didn’t-“
“So gross.” Mikey said, but he was grinning.
“Since I’m not allowed to do any work, what did you two wanna do?” Gerard asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe a movie marathon?” Mikey suggested, and I nodded in agreement.
“Don’t you two ever wanna go outside?” Gerard groaned, shifting me off his lap so he could go to his collection of movies.
“Um, well, yes, but someone started fucking one of their students, so we can’t for another like, four months.” Mikey said, giving me a significant look. I nodded in solemn agreement.
“It’s true, Gerard. This is all because of your weakness for younger men.”
“You really brought it on yourself.” Mikey said, and I nodded. I didn’t see the pillow that was launched at me until it hit me in the face.
“I think I may have preferred it before you two met.” Gerard grumbled, smiling as he slid a movie into the player.
“Gerard, I swear to God, if you’re making us watch Watchmen again, I will kill you and Frank will help.” He said, without even looking up. Lo and behold, only moments later, the title screen for Watchmen flashed up, and Mikey groaned.
“C’mon dude. You’ve seen this what, a billion times?” he said.
“A billion and three.” I corrected. Mikey snorted. Gerard wiggled in next to me, wrapping an arm around me and pouted.
“Stop ganging up on me.” He said softly. I laughed and kissed him.
“Aw, you know I don’t mean it, honey.” I said, holding his hand.
“I do!” Mikey called, earning a controller being thrown at his head.
“You could put me back in my coma if you do that, asshole.” He grumbled.
“Good, maybe you’ll shut up then.” Gerard replied, pulling me onto his lap. Mikey tapped me on the leg and leaned in.
“He’s upset because I used to do this when we were kids, literally all the time. He’d bring friends over, and I’d make them start liking me instead, and then we’d bully him.” He laughed.
“It’s true. He used to steal everyone away from me.” Gerard sighed in mock despair.
“It’s okay, Gee, I don’t have a strong desire to fuck Mikey, so I think you’re okay.” I giggled. He mumbled something that sounded like “what a shame”, and smirked. I pressed my lips together and laid my head on his shoulder, trying to ignore the implications of what he said. Not that I wasn’t excited about it, because honestly, the thought made me pretty crazy. It was just awkward to be considering it with Mikey lying right there.

A little while later, we all stood in the kitchen because Gerard offered to make us dinner, and Mikey laughed.
“What?” he asked, offended.
“Dude, you can’t cook.”
“Yes I can!” he protested.
“No you can’t. That’s why we get take out every night.”
“Shut up, Mikey, you took a three year long nap, you don’t know shit.” Gerard laughed, and I couldn’t help but snort. Gerard beamed at me.
“See, Frank thinks I’m funny.” He smiled. Mikey rolled his eyes.
“Because Frank wants to have sex with you. He’d probably laugh at a cup if it meant he could do you.” Mikey sighed. I shrugged and nodded.
“Yeah, actually, that’s pretty accurate.” I smiled. Gerard ran a hand through his hair.
“Fine, Mikes, take my card and run out and grab us something, then.” He said, shoving the card into his hand.
“Can I get you ladies anything else while I’m out? Tampons? Lipstick? Condoms?”
“I’ll point out that we’ve never used two out of three of those things.” Gerard said firmly. I laughed.
“Yeah. Why would we use condoms, it’s not like we can get pregnant. Hence why we don’t use tampons either.” I teased, and Gerard choked on the water he was drinking. Mikey wrinkled his nose.
“That’s gross. So gross. I don’t even want to know.” He said, backing towards the door. Gerard shrugged.
“Whatever.” He said, winking at me.
“But out of curiosity, who wore the lipstick?” Mikey asked. I looked down, smirking.
“None of your damn business.” Gerard snapped.
“It was Gerard, wasn’t it?”
“I’m not saying anything.” I said, nodding. Mikey snorted and, finally, left.
Gerard groaned lightly and walked towards me, sitting on the floor between my legs.
“You’re so mean to me.” He sighed. I kissed his head gently, my fingers sliding down his jaw and onto his neck.
“Sorry, baby, I’m just messing. You know I love you.” I sighed. He turned so he was facing me, still on his knees between my legs. I tried not to get excited by that.
“How much?” he asked. I cupped his cheek and smiled softly.
“A lot.”
“How much is a lot?”
“Gee!”
“What?”
“I don’t know. More than I love dogs, or cake, or tattoos.”
“That sounds like a lot.”
“It is. Now shut up and kiss me.” I said. He chuckled and leaned up, pressing his soft mouth against mine. As much as I adored Mikey, it was nice to have a minute to ourselves. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him, my hands snaking around his neck.
“God, I love you. I love you so fucking much.” He murmured. I let my head fall back as he kissed my throat.
“I love you, too.” I whispered, letting him slide me off the chair so I was straddling his knees on the floor. He held me up with one arm as he shifted underneath me, his legs now lying straight out, his back leaning against the table.
“Wanna smoke?” he asked, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. I nodded and he passed me the pack, lighting up his own cigarette, then mine. He sucked on the cigarette, his cheeks hollowing out.
“You smoke like a girl.” I pointed out. He smiled as the smoke billowed out from his lips.
“I fuck like a girl too, so that’s not really a shocking observation.” He chuckled.
“C’mere.” I said, shifting forward and kissing deeply, his mouth strong with the taste of nicotine. He pulled away to take another pull, and then leaned back in to kiss me, blowing the smoke out into my mouth. It nearly choked me, but it felt oddly intimate. I sucked it deep into my lungs.
He pulled back from me and rested against the table, his cigarette dangling from his lips.
“You’re so beautiful when you smoke.” He sighed. I laughed a little.
“Yeah, lung cancer is beautiful.” I said, rolling my eyes. He chuckled and took a long, deep pull on the cigarette, looking up, like he was thinking, but he didn’t speak. To grab his attention, and to stop him from looking so fucking pensive, I grabbed his cigarette and pulled it out of his mouth, extinguishing both his and mine on the floor near my foot. He gaped at me.
“I was smoking that!” he protested. I chuckled and kissed him softly.
“I can think of better things to do with our mouths.” I murmured. He smiled softly and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling my closer, one of his hands holding the back of my neck, his fingers playing delicately with the hair there.
“Why are you thinking so hard?” I asked him between kisses.
“I find myself a little bit overwhelmed by you.” He murmured.
“How so?” I asked. He shook his head and kissed me again, his tongue slipping past my lips, licking into my mouth. I sucked in a shuddering breath and pushed him back against the table, biting down on his lip.
“I can’t wait until I get to spend every damn day with you.” I growled. He laughed lightly.
“Mm.”
I sighed and sat back.
“I think you think that I don’t want to marry you.” I said simply.
“I wouldn’t want to marry me.”
“Well, luckily you’re not going to. I am.
“But you’re so young.” He said, pushing some hair away from my eyes.
“Yeah, so? I don’t care how young I am, I want you.”
“For now.
“For always.” I said, holding his face in my hands and kissing him softly.
“It’s a moot point now, anyway. I’ve still got four months to kill before we get to that point.” He sighed. I rested my forehead against his and smiled. Maybe I’d have said something beautifully, profoundly romantic had Mikey not chosen that moment to barge in, his hands full of takeaway bags.
“Are you guys fucking down there?” he asked, averting his eyes. Gerard and I rolled our eyes and he pulled me down into another kiss, figuring that if Mikey wanted to know, he’d have to check for himself. We were a bit too busy to reply.

Notes

It's a bit short but yus, here is your fluff I hope you liked your fluff.