I Think I Like It

When I envisioned going away to a cabin in the woods with the love of my life, I imagined it being peaceful. I imagined drinking coffee by a fireplace in the evening, and picnics during the day. I imagined loud, violent, passionate sex, not having to worry about anyone hearing us or walking in (not that we necessarily cared if Mikey did or not).
The reality, though, was my asshole of a fiancée pouring a glass of ice-cold water over my head at 6am.
“What the fuck, Gerard?” I hissed, sitting upright. My body trembled, and I reached for the blankets. He whipped them away from me, though, grinning widely.
“Rise and shine, beautiful!” he sang. Now that I looked at him, I was surprised to see that he was already dressed and ready to go.
Go where?
“Fuck. What are you doing?” I asked, still shivering. He sat down on the bed and reached for my hands, but I snatched them away, insistent on being grumpy.
“We’re going for a hike.” He told me proudly. I stared at him, dumbfounded.
How the hell was this idiot actually my boyfriend?
“Why would I go on a hike?” I asked him. He pouted.
“Because it’s pretty. And the walk will do us good. Get all in shape for our wedding.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Our wedding won’t happen for at least another 3 years.” I told him, swinging my legs over the side of the bed.
“Exactly. So we should start now.” He said, grabbing his stomach and frowning. I rolled my eyes and kissed his stomach gently.
“You’re beautiful.” I told him, pulling myself to my feet. He leaned in close to me and cupped my cheek.
“You know what else is beautiful?” he asked in a voice that could only be described as seductive. I smiled.
“What?”
He beamed.
“Trees and shit. Get dressed.” He said, patting my face gently before pulling away. I frowned and fell back onto the bed.
“Why do we even have to go this early?” I groaned, catching the clothes that he threw at me. I sighed and pulled them on with a disgruntled expression. It appeared that the question caught him off guard. He considered it for a moment, then shrugged.
“I don’t know. It sort of seems like the thing to do. Early morning hikes and all that.” He said, reaching for the cup of coffee he’d rested on the windowsill.
I whined and reached out for it, but he just brought it to his lips, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
“Nuh-uh, baby boy. I’ll make you one when you’re all ready.” He said firmly. I pouted.
“I’m ready!” I argued, gesturing down to my clothed body. He chuckled.
“Yes, you’re dressed. But you’re still in bed.”
“If you give me coffee, it’ll wake me up and then I can finish getting ready.” I pointed out. He sighed and held the cup out to me.
“Fine. But don’t drink all of it. I’m old, and I’ll probably like, collapse or something if I don’t drink enough coffee.” He said seriously. I snickered as I took a sip, sighing as I felt the warm liquid run down my throat.
“You’re not even that old.” I said, passing it back. He raised an eyebrow.
“38 is old. I’m almost middle aged.” He said.
“Well, yeah. But you’re still hot.” I grinned, giving his ass a playful slap. He wrinkled his nose and leaned down to kiss me, his mouth tasting of coffee and cigarettes.
“Get ready.” He murmured into my lips. I let out a disdainful noise as I finally stood up, stomping into the bathroom. I pretended not to hear him laughing at me.

By the time I was ready, it was almost 7, and I had a very disgruntled fiancée to deal with.
“Aw, come on Gee. It’s still the asscrack of dawn. You still get your shitty walk.” I said condescendingly. He frowned at me.
“But it’s not an early morning walk.” He whined as we walked out of the cabin. I rested my weight on one hip.
“It’s not even 8am yet. It’s still early.” I said. He sighed and held my hand.
“Whatever.” He said. He took a deep, gulping breath and smiled at me.
“It’s so clean here.” He murmured. I sucked in a deep breath and smiled in agreement.
“Yeah. It’s like…I don’t even know. It’s so nice.” I admitted. Gerard gave me a smug grin, and I nudged him with my hip.
“Don’t even say it.” I laughed. He raised his eyebrows in feigned innocence.
“Say what?” he asked, batting his eyelashes.
“’I told you so, Frankie’” I said in a bad impression of his voice. He bumped me back with his hip.
“First, I don’t sound like that. And second, I did tell you so.” He pointed out. I rolled my eyes and took his hand as we started walking away from our cabin.
“Remember when I used to think you were an asshole, and I’d barely speak to you?” I asked. He nodded.
“Yes?”
“I miss those days.” I teased. He laughed and led me to a small path, leading into a large cluster of trees. I arched an eyebrow cynically.
“Baby, are you sure you know where we’re going?” I asked. He looked offended, but his eyes shone.
“You don’t trust me?” He challenged. I kissed his cheek.
“No. I don’t. But if we’re gonna be eaten by a bear, I’m glad I’m with you.” I said, batting my eyelashes. He snorted and tugged me along.
“I’ve been here before.” He told me as we walked along the path. I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“You have?” I prompted. He nodded and smiled.
“Yeah. Mikey and I came up here one summer with some friends. We hiked every day, so I guess I sort of know the path. But then, that was years ago.” He said, even as he led me confidently through the trees.
“So there’s still the slight chance I might get eaten by a bear?” I asked. He rolled his eyes
“Well. I doubt there’s any bears up here. But yes, in theory, you could get eaten by a bear.” He said, shaking his head.
“Awesome.” I beamed.

The walk was actually nice. I’d never have admitted it to Gerard, of course, but it really was nice. As it turned out, he really did know where he was going. The only problem we encountered, was when an old path he knew had become overgrown, and we had to find an alternate route – but that was fine. He held my hand and told me stories about when he was younger, and it made me fall more in love with him than ever.
“You’re so gorgeous.” I told him suddenly. He broke off mid-story and looked at me with an expression akin to confusion.
“Am I?” he asked, like I’d never told him before. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him.
“Uh-huh. You’re a beauty.” I confirmed. He stopped too, smiling brightly at me as he leaned in to kiss me.
“Well, I’m glad you think so. I’m probably only gonna be attractive for another, like, five years.” He said glumly. I shook my head and wrapped my arms back around his shoulders.
“No. You’re gonna be pretty forever.” I giggled. He arched his eyebrows in an expression that resembled bemusement.
“I doubt that. You think you’re still gonna think I’m hot when I’m all old and wrinkly?” he said, wrinkling his nose. I considered this for a moment, then sighed.
“I guess you’re right. I won’t love you when your ass is all saggy. Thanks for enlightening me.” I said seriously, but a smile tugged around my mouth. He smacked my arm playfully.
“You’re an ass.” He grumbled, sliding his hand back into mine. I leaned up to kiss his cheek as we walked.
“You love me. And my ass.” I said, wiggling my hips teasingly. He laughed and pulled me towards a steep hill. I snorted and raised an eyebrow cynically.
“Oh, hell no. No way am I climbing that.” I sniffed. He pouted and widened his eyes, in a way that made him look a little too realistically like a puppy.
“Aw, c’mon Frankie. It’ll be worth it.” He simpered. I resisted his tugging, even though I knew I’d end up whatever he wanted.
“But it’s so long, Gee. I wanna go back to bed.” I grumbled. He dropped my arm and sighed.
“Jesus, Frank. Fine, just leave it.” He snapped, turning to walk back to the cabin. That was…unexpected. He never blew up on me like that for anything, normally.
“Woah, Gerard?”
“No. It’s fine. I was just…whatever.” He grumbled. I reached forward and grabbed his arm, spinning him so he was facing me.
“What the fuck dude?” I asked. He stared at me for a moment and shrugged.
“Sorry. I just… I want to spend time with you.” He said, his voice small. I reached out to caress his face.
“I want to spend time with you too, baby. Look, I was being a dick. Let’s walk, okay?” I said, tugging him over to the hill. A small smile crossed his face.
“Really?” he asked uncertainly. I kissed him soflty.
“Yeah, really babe.” I nodded. He looked at me almost sheepishly.
“I’m sorry.” He mumbled. I shook my head, a soft smile on my lips.
“No, baby. No, don’t apologise. C’mon.” I said, pulling him back towards the hill. As I looked up at it from the bottom, I couldn’t deny that it was daunting, but I could tell that, for whatever reason, climbing it was important to him – so it was important to me, too.
We shared an almost amused look, and then began to walk up the hill. I fell over almost immediately, and made a disgruntled noise, much to Gerard’s amusement. He helped me to my feet and kissed my cheek.
“C’mon angel, stay up.” He grinned, helping me up the next few steps.
The walk, after that point, wasn’t too bad, actually. Once I got used to gasping for breath, and the constant threat of falling back down, it was easier for me to keep my balance and, surprisingly, actually begin to enjoy it. The air was clean and clear, and made my lungs feel free. The atmosphere, as well, was so calm and quiet. The only sounds were our heavy breath, the snapping of twigs, and the singing of birds.
Gerard was right. This was a really, really good idea.
“This was a shit idea.” He gasped, breaking me out of my thoughts. I turned and smiled at him. His face was reddened, and sweat coated his brow. He looked up resentfully at me as he gasped for air.
“Let’s…go…back…” he panted. I reached out for his hand and shook my head.
“No way, baby. We’re like, half way up. You can make it.” I encouraged. His face fell.
“Half?” He asked desperately. I looked up to confirm, and blanched when I realized that it was actually a bit more than that.
“Yeah, about that. I swear, it’ll pass quickly.” I said, dragging him behind me.
“And besides. Think of the view.” I beamed. He muttered something under his breath that I didn’t quite catch, and slowly began to walk behind me.
“Gerard. If you keep dragging me down, I’m gonna have to leave you here to die.” I said seriously. He let out a gasping laugh.
“Do it.” He said. I arched an eyebrow.
“Just…pretend Johnny Depp is at the top of the hill.” I giggled. His eyes lit up a bit, and he gave me a weak smile, staggering forwards a few steps.
“I’d do anything for Johnny Depp.” He said with a tired laugh. I looked towards an upcoming tree and sighed.
“Baby, you wanna take a break?” I asked. He looked at me hopefully and nodded.
“Uh huh.” He mumbled, resting all his weight on me. I sighed at his fatalism, but carried him over to the tree nonetheless – relieved as he was when I finally got to put him down. He sighed and leaned against the tree, looking at me with tired eyes.
“Did you bring any water?” I asked. He groaned and shook his head.
“This was such a bad idea.” He wheezed. I rubbed his back slowly, looking into his sad, hazel eyes.
“My poor baby.” I giggled, kissing his jaw. He hummed and leaned into me, batting his eyelashes and giving me a pathetic look.
“You should give me a blowjob to cheer me up.” He whimpered. I laughed and wrapped an arm around him.
“No way, loser. This was your idea.” I reminded him. He glared at me.
“Yes, and it was also my idea to stop and go back.”
“Well, too bad. You’re stuck with me now, dork.” I said, crawling onto his legs and facing him. He laughed and ran his hands up and down my legs.
“What did I ever do to deserve you?” he asked with a fond smile. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his neck, giving a modest shrug.
“I don’t know. Guess you just got lucky.” I said, breaking into a grin. I leaned forward to kiss him, and wrinkled my nose.
“What?” he asked.
“Lips are all dry.” I complained. He rolled his eyes and leaned forward to kiss me again, despite my complaints.
“You love it.” He murmured against my mouth. I sat back and sighed, pushing his hair back.
“I do. I love you.” I smiled. He gave me a smile that was almost sad as he entwined our fingers.
“I know. I love you too.” He said, bringing our hands to his lips and kissing them.
“What’s up?” I asked, tilting my head. He looked at me for a moment like he was studying me, then he shrugged.
“It’s nothing. We’re gonna have a good time, alright?” He said brightly.
“Yeah. Once we get up this fucking hill.” I giggled. He laughed wearily and nodded.
“Yep.” He agreed.
We sat in silence for a few moments after that. I watched his face, and couldn’t help but notice how sad he looked. There was something wrong – I knew it, but I couldn’t label it. I shimmied off of his legs and stood up, holding a hand out to him.
“C’mon. Let’s do this.” I grinned. He sighed and held my hand, a small smile on his face as I hauled him to his feet. He looked at the hill and groaned.
“Frankie? One request?” he asked. I chuckled.
“What?”
“Next time I suggest something fucking stupid, just shut me up.” He said, a smile twitching on his lips.
“Agreed.” I beamed.

After his break, Gerard was pretty alright to keep going.
This time, it was me who was dragging behind. He turned and gave me a condescending smile.
“Aw, keep up Frankie? Or do you need a break?” he cooed. I glared at him, resting a hand on his shoulder to stop myself from slipping.
“I was carrying your dead body up this not five minutes ago, asshole.” I snapped.
“Yes, and now I’m carrying yours. It’s funny how that works.” He grinned happily, tugging me along behind him.
“Maybe I’m tired from lugging your fat ass around.” I grumbled. He shot me an easy smile.
“You love my fat ass.” He reminded me.
“I love your fat ass.” I agreed, giving it a weak smack. He laughed and grinned at me.
“Aw, come on baby boy, you can do better than that.” He teased, wiggling his hips. I snorted and rolled my eyes.
“No. I really can’t.” I laughed. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pointed upwards.
“We’re almost there, sweetheart.” He said, kissing my cheek. I leaned against him and nodded. I was really beginning to feel that early start. I followed his finger and smiled when I saw the sun peaking up over the top of the hill.
“Okay. Okay.” I said determinedly. He laughed and held me tighter as we reached the top.

By the time we got there, I sort of half expected it to be anti-climactic. I was tired and sweaty, and my throat burned. Gerard’s teasing and complaining had left me irritable, and I just wanted to sleep.
But when we reached the top, and I saw the sun shining down on the woods below us, all I could say was “wow”
“Holy shit.” I breathed, looking down. Gerard wound his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek gently.
“I love you so much.” He whispered, his hand sliding down my side. I leaned against him, my eyes never leaving the view.
“Gerard, wow. This is….this is so beautiful.” I said. He grabbed my hips and turned me towards him, kissing me hard.
“I love you.” He growled into my mouth, holding me tightly against him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.
“I love you too.” I whispered. He pulled back and rested his forehead against mine, a pained expression on his face.
“No matter what happens, Frank. I love you, okay? I don’t want you to ever forget that I love you.” He murmured. I nodded.
“I won’t.”
“Promise me you’ll never forget that I love you. And…and everything I do is just because I love you, okay? Even if it seems weird, or bad, just know that I love you. I wouldn’t – fuck – I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t love you.” He said urgently. I took a step back and looked at him warily.
“Gee?”
“Just promise!” he cried. I held my hands up.
“What’s going on?” I asked slowly.
“Nothing. Frankie, just…please. I have to know that you know. You know right?” he asked. I took a timid step forward and touched his face.
“I know. I’ll remember, I promise.” I said softly. He practically melted under my touch, a small smile tugging his lips up.
“Okay. Thank you.” He whispered. I nodded, keeping my eyes on him.
“And you’re sure you’re okay?” I asked. He laughed.
“Yeah. Yeah, it’s fine. Sit with me.” He said, sinking to the floor. I sat down with him, resting my head on his thigh. He started carding his fingers gently through my hair, and I couldn’t help but smile.
“We’ll be okay, won’t we, Gee?” I asked suddenly. He paused for a moment.
“Yeah. We’re gonna be perfect” he replied eventually.
I don’t remember how long we were up there. It could have been hours or days. The only thing either of us were sure of, was that the journey back down was way, way easier.
But then, isn’t it always?

Notes

Sorry for taking so long with this one, guys. Honestly, I've had the worst writer's block ever, and I'm lazy as f.
I think that I'm just excited to get this story finished, so it's a bit annoying having to drag it on. Not that I don't love it, I'm just excited for you all to see how it ends!
Anyway, I'll try to update faster :) Hoping to get this whole thing done before I go off to uni!