What are you doing to me?

Frank and I ended up leaving the park about an hour or so after both of the movies finished. We were too busy being wrapped around each other and looking at the stars, only a few words were exchanged during the entirety of the night.
But, that whole time, my mind was preoccupied with the way Frank acted after Steve walked away from saving our spot. He was mad about it, but why? Was it because Steve kissed my cheek and touched my forearm? I'll admit, Steve is a pretty attractive guy, but he was clingy. When I hooked up with him a few months ago, he wanted to take me out and all of that. But I rejected him.
Frank didn't know that Steve was the one night stand gone wrong, did he?
I sighed and looked down at my sleeping boyfriend, his dark hair matted all over his face. His pink lips opened, allowing drool to fall onto the pillow. His breathing was deep and even, signaling that he was still sleeping, so I got up.
I decided not to wake him and made my way to the kitchen. When we got back around 11:30 last night, Mikes and Ray were already in bed. So, I imagine they were awake already.
As I walked up the last steps I heard giggling and smelled coffee. Good. I haven't had caffine in about 12 hours and I was dying. Like, literally.
When I walked into the kitchen I was greeted with silence and then an unfamiliar whistle. Who the fuck? Ray nor Mikes could wistle, and Frank was asleep.
I turned my head to see none other than Steve himself.
' What are you doing here?' I snapped. Last night, before he walked away, he said he would see me later, but I thought it was a casual thing. Like " I'll see you around" not "I'll be at your house when you wake up in the morning"
Steve put down his mug and looked at first, my neck ( which were covered in marks from nine other than Frank), and then his eyes trailed down my body. 'Mikey, here is one of my good friends from way back when. I decided to catch up. Is that a problem, Gee?' his eyes strayed down to my waist and stayed locked there. I looked down and noticed I was in my underwear.... Really tight underwear.
I grabbed the nearest towel and wrapped it around my waist. 'Don't call me Gee. My friends and boyfriend call me that, not someone I don't know' that coaxed a laugh out of Steve.

I walked to the coffee pot and filled up a mug, when I noticed Ray wasn't in there. 'Where's Ray? He doesn't work Sundays, right?' I looked at Mikey, ignoring Steve's obvious stares.
Mikey mubled something incoherent and went to find Ray, leaving me and Steve alone. He took it as an opportunity to approach me.
'I know you better than you think, cutie. Remember that hook up a few months ago? Because I do. I remember how you felt inside of me, and how good you tasted.' he made an advance like he was going to kiss me, so I immediately took a huge step back.
'Are you really that stupid? I have a boyfriend, who you've seen, and I don't need to be harrassed by someone in my own home. If you cannot respect that, then I'll have to escourt you out.' he took a step closer to me
'I really wished you would've accepted my invitation to that date. Then you wouldn't be stuck with short shit over there. But, I'll leave. I'll see you around, Daddy' he looked me in the eyes and smirked. He remained in his spot for what seemed like forever.

I heard footsteps and saw Frank standing there. His eyes went straight to Steve and he started staring daggers.
'I believe that my boyfriend asked you to leave 5 minutes ago. Am I right?' Frank looked at me and I nodded.
'As a matter of fact, he was just leaving.' I looked at Steve 'Weren't you?'
He slammed his mug down and stomped to go get his keys. Just as he reached the front door he turned around, looked Frank in the eye and told me 'Call me when you ditch shortie over here and maybe I'll let you come back without having to beg. Laters, Daddy' he winked at me and then closed my front door roughly.

I looked back at Frank who was sitting down and drinking the cup of coffee that I served not too long ago. 'Did you sleep well, Gee?' He scooted on the bench in the kitchen to make room for me to sit.
'Yeah. But let me just explai-' he made a motion for me to stop talking.
'I don't care about that dickhead. I trust you, Gerard. Sure, he said some things that kind of hurt me- some things that down right infuriated me- but I also heard you tell him to back off' he put his cup down and wrapped his arms around my waist. My heart sunk, a lot, actually. 'You heard all of that? How long were you standing there?' I pulled back a little so that I could look into his eyes.
'I only walked in right after Mikey walked away to go and find Ray' He shrugged and looked at me 'it doesn't matter, though. Like I said, I trust you. I'm not worried about having competition with him. Unless I should be...?' he trailed off
'Are you kidding me? Of course you have no competition with him, he was just a one night stand. Nothing more, I swear' I said, holding up my right hand, like I was a boy scout. He giggled and snuggled into my side a little more.
'Okay, so, what do you wanna do today?' he asked, taking a huge gulp of his coffee.
'Wanna watch movies all day and snack on whatever we can find in here?' he nodded eagerly and ran downstairs into our room, only to come back out with blankets, pillows and a huge stack of movies. He then proceeded to run into the living room, juggling about 12 items whilst doing so.
I laughed at the sight and went to catch up to him, the both of us both in our underwear still.


Mikey and Ray walked into the living room about 30 seconds later and stole one of our blankets, sitting on the couch next to ours as Frankie put in a movie.
The Devil Wears Prada title screen popped up, earning a groan from Ray and I.
'Really, dude? Of all of the horror movies and stuff Gerard has in his room, and you come out with this!' Ray complained, earning himself a snack on the arm from Mikes.
'I like this movie, thank you very much. I mean, who doesn't love Maryl Streep?' I had to agree with Frankie on that one, she is an amazing actress.
I opened up the blankets and Frankie crawled in right next to me. Mikey's head snapped towards our direction.
'Are you two seriously going to stay in your underwear all day?' Frank and I both nodded our heads, without taking our eyes off of the opening credits. 'Fine, but the minute I hear a moan or anything, I'm pulling the plug and you are both going to put clothes on. Do you understand? No funny business'
I groaned and put my face in Frank's hair, who just laughed and replied, 'yes, mom. Anything else? Do I need to clean the room too?' I laughed at that one and pulled Frank closer to me, more than he already was.
Everyone was silent while the movie was on, but my mind was loud. With a million thoughts and questions
Was I really laying here with Frank? Was he really my boyfriend?
Then the more serious questions:
Did he truly love me? Did I truly love him?
Of course I loved him, though , probably won't say it aloud until we get deeper into our relationship, just so I didn't freak him out.
But did he love me? I mean, what if? Like, what if he's only saying he does? What if this is a prank or something?
As if he was reading my mind, Frank turned around and pressed a kiss to my jaw, whispering 'I love you, Gee' before continuing to place soft kisses until he reached my chest. He was hesitating, like he was debating on whether or not to go lower. I put my hand on his jaw and whispered 'its okay, you don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with, Frank. You know that' he smiled and shook his head before saying
' I know, I'm just trying to be subtle so that way Mama Mikey doesn't make us put on clothes and sit 100 feet away from each other' I giggled. He resumed his trail of kisses, until he reached my stomach and then we heard Mikey clearing his throat. Frank hurried to get out from under the blankets and attempted to look like he wasn't doing anything wrong. I stole a glance at Mikey, only to see his eyes were trained on us.
' I meant what I said, no funny business' Frank tried to contain his laughter, and I did the same. My 16 year old brother was scolding me and my boyfriend.
After a few more minutes we heard soft snores coming from Ray and a tired sigh from Mikes.
A few minutes after and I was drifting off to sleep myself, thinking that this was a nice feeling- laying on the couch with my boyfriend watching movies in our underwear and having my brother and future brother in- law laid out on the other couch, doing the same thing.
If this was what the future holds, along with the possibility of marriage, kids and pets, then I would gladly embrace it. This was my own personal heaven, and I had no intention on leaving it soon. I sleepily kissed Frank's hair before fully falling asleep.
This is happiness. This was family. This was love.

Notes

Steve's not finished yet, tbh
But, thoughts on this chapter?

Have a good day/ night, everyone!

Xo s-omeone-els-e