It took us hours to put my kitchen back together. Mainly because Gerard is the most childish person I know. He very quickly got bored of tidying up and whined and bitched till I eventually told him to fuck off and let me finish it. Sighing I swept up the last bit of flour and looked up to find Gerard sketching on the sofa. I blushed thinking of him almost kissing me there and quickly composed myself as I went and sat down next to him. I gasped as my eyes landed on his sketchbook before he quickly yanked it out of my sight.
“Y-y-you weren’t meant to see that.” He was bright red and laughing nervously. It was me lying on the sofa. The detail was...it was amazing. I felt choked with emotion, I slipped my hand into his and squeezed it tightly. I didn’t have to say anything, he knew how touched I was that he had drawn me.
“Do you want to watch a film? I have mainly horror but I might-”
“I love horror! I may or may not have been snooping through your dvd’s and fangirled over the fact that you have the shining.” I laughed at the thought of Gerard fangirling,
“Okay let’s watch that.” I said bending over to the tv and putting it on, as I turned around Gerard’s eyes drifted back up to my face and I raised an eyebrow. Was he checking me out? Before I could ask he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto him so that I was curled into his chest facing the tv with his arm snaked around my stomach. My heart fluttered and I tensed unsure of what to do, I hadn’t lain this close to anyone since- the monster on my back snarled and I felt my heart race with panic.
“Shhh it’s okay” his voice oozed into my ear and my frazzled nerves stilled and I sunk into him.
“Wait Gerard do you want anything to drink? I have soft drinks, booze err water in the fridge?” I sat up as he nodded and asked for some booze. I returned with a pack of beer and offered him one.

The film had ended and we were both very drunk. Which was not a very good idea because I have no filter between my brain and mouth when I’m drunk. I was now lying on Gerard’s chest looking down on him and his arms locked me in place on top of him. His hazel eyes were hooded and his black hair tickled my face as I leant forward and placed a kiss on his temple. Despite the alcohol my heart still raced and I bit my lip nervously. His hazel eyes widened and I stiffened waiting for rejection. So when his soft lips kissed their way up my neck I gasped in shock. “G-g-gerard what are you-?”

“Shh, let me just enjoy this.” He murmed against my neck before nipping and sucking on it. I struggled to breathe and felt everything going into overdrive. I tilted my neck back only for him to gently tug it forwards so that my forehead was pressed against his. His gaze was so intense that I struggled to meet it. “I’m not going to kiss you now because we are both very drunk and I don’t want to scare you away or for you to regret anything. But Mitty when I do kiss you, it will be the best kiss of your entire damn life.” I blushed and giggled softly before curling into his side and drifting off to sleep.

Notes

so this is actually really short I know pls don't hate me :P
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