It started with nothing

I had quite disturbing dream.

Me and Gerard were fighting and then somehow, we ended up … doing … stuff. It was quite good. I knew I enjoyed the things we did in the dream. You know the feeling when you’re dreaming but you know it’s a good dream? This kind of warm feeling that stays with you even after you wake up? Yep, that’s it.

I shifted a bit, still asleep, and a moment after that I felt something wrapping around my middle.

Uhmm… I’m still dreaming? Funny I thought I was almost up. The grip around me tightened a bit, and to my surprise, I felt warm air on my neck. Wait. What the fuck?

I opened my eyes in nanosecond, and then reality hit me like a truck. Shit. It wasn’t a dream.

I allowed myself another little shift, so I could see Gerard properly. Holy shit. He looked so peaceful when sleeping. It probably sounds like a cliché, but damn he looked like innocent little baby.

He stirred a bit in his sleep and wrapped his arm around me even tighter than before, if it was physically possible, a murmured something that wasn’t quite understandable.

I smiled, he was adorable.

His hair was sticking out on places I’d never think it was even possible, his lips were slightly parted so he was breathing out on my neck slightly tickling me, his eyes were closed and his eyelids were a little bit moving as he was still dreaming. His right arm was still almost crushing my middle, but it was weirdly and oddly comfortable. I couldn’t stop myself from ruffling his messy hair.

And that was a mistake, because I woke him up. His eyes slowly opened and he raised his head from the crock of my neck to see what disturbed his peaceful sleep.

“Frank?” He murmured. I smiled.

“Well, who else?” I chuckled. Gerard smiled tiredly and rested his head back in the crock of my neck, breathing and tickling me again. I laughed lightly as he breathed another warm air on the sensitive skin of my neck. Talking of sensitive, it wasn’t that sensitive yesterday. I hope he didn’t leave very visible marks or I seriously don’t know what I’m going to do.

“Why are you laughing?” Gerard chuckled sleepily.

“You’re tickling me.” I laughed again. He raised his head up again, amused smile on his face.

“Oh am I?” He said smirking.

“Yep. Nooo stop it!” I laughed out loud as he sniffled my hair behind my ear and blew few breathes on my neck.

“Please!” I pleaded as he continued with his sniffling and tickling my neck.

“Okay… But what will be my reward?” Gerard asked and smirked.

“Kiss maybe, if you’ll behave.” I said wannabe seriously. Gerard pretended to think about my offer and then he pouted.

“Just one?”

“Just one.”

“That’s not fair! I was a good boy yesterday night.” Oh crap. My cheeks are dangerously heating up.

“Aww you’re blushing!”

“Stop it!” I laughed, turning and hiding my face into my pillow.

“Frankiee, stop hiding.” He said snuggling into my back.

“Only if you stop making embarrassing statements about what happened last night.” I half-shouted through the pillow.

“Fine, but only if you turn around.” He said, I could easily say he was pouting again.

“Okay.” The sound came out a little bit muffled, as I tried to turn around and not hurt Gerard or fall of the bed.

As I turned around, Gerard’s arms found their way around my middle again. His head resting on my chest, slightly moving up and down as I was breathing. I ruffled his hair again and he let out a tiny happy sigh.

Okay, I have to say, this is nice. Is this always like that? Cause I definitely could get used to this.

“How are you feeling?” Gerard asked after a while of comfortable silence.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you this?” I chuckled a bit, drawing circles into his back.

“That’s not what I meant!” He playfully slapped my belly as he snuggled deeper into my chest.

“Okay then. I’m good. You?”

“Great. I’m awesome.”

“Good.” I whispered into his hair, earning another light sigh from Gerard.

“You know, you seems quite comfortable with this.” He said with a little spark of hope in his voice.

I sighed. “Yeah, I guess.”

“Hmmm.” Gerard murmured into my chest again.

I looked over to a clock on my nightstand, and to my surprise, it was 10 am. Shit.

“Gerard, we should get dressed, it’s 10 am.” I said trying to get him gently off me. Although he didn’t let me, and cuddled tighter around me instead.

“Ummm … But I don’t want to!” He whined.

“Oh, come on, don’t be a child. We have to get up, or somebody will catch us like this and shit will go down.” I said more firmly this time, and I somehow managed to get out of bed.

“Okay.” He said quietly and got up himself, trying to find his clothes.

“Hey, I’m going to take a quick shower, and I’ll meet you in hotel hall so we can go to that extremely important business meeting at 11, okay?” I laughed lightly and took my stuff into the bathroom connected to my room. I didn’t hear him respond, so I walked out of bathroom to ask if he heard me, but when I walked into my room again, he wasn’t there. Okay, that’s weird. I was gone like two minutes.

As I finally arrived downstairs, Gerard was already waiting there for me. I smiled at him, he smiled back, but there was something sad settled in his smile.

Notes

So, pumpkins, here you have a new chapter! On time! YAY

I'm a bit out of it, cause I'm ill, but I hope it's not that bad.