All The Small Things

I woke up to Gerard's arms draped around me, my face to his chest. I could get used to this... I thought, pulling myself closer to him.

"Frankie? You awake?"

"Hmmph." I mumbled, meeting his eyes. "What time is it?"

"Only two pm." He said, smiling lazily. "Want coffee?" I gave him a 'Did you even have to ask?' look and he laughed. "Stupid question." Gerard got out of bed, quickly pulling pants on and pushing my naked body out of bed.

"Hey, man I'm fragile cargo." I winced, getting to my feet and pulling on a pair of pants. God, my ass hurts. Could be worse, I guess, I'm going to give Gerard shit about this. I made my way towards the stairs, wincing the whole way.

"You okay?" Gerard asked, grabbing my hand.

"Yeah, my ass just hurts."

"Shit! I hurt you didn't I? I told you we could stop if I was hurting you. Here I'll carry you." He said swooping me into his arms and carrying me into the kitchen. Gerard set me on the island chair, making sure I was comfortable. "Decaffeinated?" Gerard joked, poring me coffee and handing it to me.

"Death before decaf." I said, taking a sip, effectively burning the roof of my mouth. "Shit! That's hot."

"Not as hot as me." Gerard said, giving me a lopsided grin.

"Awe, don't get all big headed on me now. I don't wanna knock you down a level."

"You couldn't hurt a fly, short stuff."

"Oh, that hurts. I'm only three inches shorter than you." I faked, clutching at my heart. Gerard rolled his eyes and took a gulp of coffee out of my cup. I was about to scold him for drinking my coffee when Mikey burst in smiling like an idiot. I bet he got laid.

"Woah, what wiped the poker face off? I'm not used to all of this smiling." Gerard laughed taking yet another sip of my coffee. Ass.

"Nothing...carry on, making puppy dog eyes or whatever you and Frank were doing before I walked in." Moikey said, poker face sliding back to its original position.

"Why do you think we were doing that?" I asked, suddenly intrigued.

"I could hear you guys fucking this morning." He managed with a straight face. I started laughing, my cheeks going a beat red. I looked over to Gerard, who had his face in his hands. "I'm assuming with all of the moaning, Frank bottoms." He continued.

"Shhhhh, oh my god, shhh." I muttered, not daring a look in Mikey's direction.
"Just to get off of...this uncomfortable conversation...Whats with the smile?"

"Princess Fro said yes!" Mikey mumbled, once again breaking his usually unbreakable poker face. He then moved his long, spider-like legs and rushed up the stairs into his room.

Notes

Sorry about the short chapter guys!