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A Red-Haired Heaven

Chapter Ten - Misfortune

Five months. Gerard made me his boyfriend five months ago. It's amazingly terrifiying how fast (or slow) time can pass us by.

Gerard and I usually slept at his apartment or mine, but mostly his. I was getting along perfectly with Mikey, who now considered me family. That's actually an interesting detail: during this time, they became my family. The family I wish I had in my life when I was growing up. They cared about me, and I cared about them more than anything.
Things were doing great at 'work', too. Gerard and Mikey always standing up for me and supporting me the whole time. Gerard opened an exhibit with his paintings and even got an offer from a comic-book publisher, which was what he enjoyed doing the most, aside from crafts and music.



It was the end of the day. I was just arriving home from shopping with Gee. We bought tons of cool stuff - clothes, vinyls, etc. As he was sitting on the couch organizing the things we bought, his phone, placed on the kitchen counter, began ringing. There was no name for that contact, so I took the phone and gave it to him.

Everything stopped.
The happiness in the room was gone. Completely gone. It was replaced by desperation, fear. The worst news had just arrived, and Gerard dropped his phone on the floor. His body couldn't react, and his voice got stuck in his throat.

- Babe? What's wrong? - I asked him, walking towards him sitting beside his body, as tears were filling up his eyes.
- Mikes... He... He had a car accident. He's in surgery.

I froze, just before I grabbed his car keys, placed on the table in front of us. I had my driver's license so I took him by the hand and drove to the hospital where Mikey was in. I had learned how to drive, I had the license, I just couldn't afford to pay a car half a year ago, therefore my regular use of the buses back then, before I met Gerard.

Getting to the hospital, I held Gee by his hand, not losing his grip for one second. He was so scared, and so was I, to be honest. Mikey was sort of my brother too, now.
We went to the receptionist and I gave all the info needed to be able to see Mikes with Gerard. The lady told us we had to wait until the surgery was over, so she sent us to a waiting room where Gerard spent the next six hours holding on to me, crying in silence. He was in pain. I was in pain - for both of them.

- It's going to be alright, baby, I'm here with you and I'm not leaving. - I muttered against his head as I combed his hair. I wiped the tears of his face, but they just kept coming back. As soon as I realised, I was starting to feel my cheeks wet too. Gerard's eyes were puffy, bloodshot and wet. He was paler then usual, too, his hair red, now with his roots starting to show off.

I started to feel him shake and I held on to him trying to calm him down, his head pressed against my chest while I wrapped him on my arms. Fuck.

- Gerard, please, be strong, you have to. For you and for Mikes. I'm sure the first thing he will need when he wakes up is his big brother, right there beside him, showing him the biggest smile. And I'll be there to watch it too. - I told him quietly, with my lips kissing his forehead in the end.

He suddenly started to calm down, little by little, at his own pace. I was glad to see that.

- I don't know what would happen if you weren't here with me, Frankie, I owe you everything. - He murmured against my shoulder.
- You don't owe me shit, Gerard, I just want you to promise me that you'll be strong. Ill be here for you, as I always have been. I love you. I fucking love you with all my heart.

Another hour passed and we were getting hungry. I stood up and asked Gee if he wanted something to eat, to which he answered with a nod and a 'yes'. There was a vending machine right at the end of the hall, so I bought something for us and got back to him.

- Thank you, baby. You're the best. I love you. - He smiled shyly, looking at the food in his hands. I was happy to see that he had finally settled down and was a bit more tranquilized. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he was tired of being there for so many hours. I gave him a peck on the lips and started eating, keeping an arm around his shoulders, where he was leaning his head.

After twenty minutes, the surgeon finally showed up. We were the last ones waiting there, so it wasn't hard for him to realise what we were doing there.

- Are you gentlemen brothers of Michael? - The doctor politely asked.
- No, I'm Mikey's brother. This is Frank, my boyfriend. - Gerard quickly announced. I held his hand as the doctor smiled happilly to us, shaking our hands.
- Michael is alright. He has a few bruises along his torso, but his left leg was in pretty bad shape. It is imperative for Michael to have total rest for one full month, followed by a month and a half of physiotherapy. I'll also prescribe him some painkillers. The first days won't be easy. Other than that, he's going to be fine.

Gerard and I sighed in absolute relief, and he couldn't help himself from hugging the surgeon. He didn't seem bothered by it, at all, but Gee quickly backed off, ashamed, and held my hand again, smiling with tears of joy on his eyes, his cheeks filled with a healthy pink tone.

- When can we visit him? - I asked.
- He has to rest for a few hours. I'd recommend you get back home and get some rest too. You can visit him as soon as you wake up in the morning. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you both.
- Alright, we'll do it. Thank you so much. - I said with a sincere tone.
- You're welcome. Michael is a lucky man to have you both.

We got back to the car, Gerard sitting on the passenger's side, while I got the car on. I felt Gee's hand on my chin, gently turning my face to him, while he looked at me with tiny little stars on his eyes. Only God knows how badly I loved his eyes.

- You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Frankie. You have no fucking clue of how much I love you and how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

I grinned and blushed like crazy, leaning in to make my lips meet his, while cupping his cheek.
We held hands and I connected my mp3 to the car, turning the volume a bit up and singing softly some Electric Century tracks.


We finally got home, almost at three in the morning. The lights were all out but we couldn't be bothered to turn them on. The moonlight was lighting our way well enough, and we decided to go to the balcony.

- Want a cigarette, baby?
- Yeah, fuck yeah. - Gee answered, almost in a tone of relief.

I handed him one of mine and lighted it up, doing the same with mine. We let out the smoke as we were both leaning with our heads on eachother, sitting on the ground, looking at all the little lights of the city, his hand gently caressing mine, as I rested it on his thigh. We were just there in silence, when I turned my head to face him. He was already gazing at me.

- What? - I chuckled.

He leaned in, softly kissing my lips once, then stopping to look me in the eyes for two seconds.
He kissed me again, sliding his tongue inside of my mouth, as I quickly noticed we were both getting turned on. His hand was on my chest and my mouth drifted to his neck, sucking his silky skin, leaving him a lovebite or two. He got on top of me and started rolling his hips, his hands carefully scratching my back underneath the tshirt I had. Our breathing becoming more intense, and the need for air growing bigger. I broke the kiss to bite my lip ring just the way I knew he loved, looking at him in the eyes as I did it.

- Bedroom, Frank. Now. - He demanded. Fuck, his tone was so deep, and he was staring at my lips, biting his too. That was fucking hot.

As soon as we walked in, he closed the door, grabbing me by my thighs and dry humping me against the wall, biting and kissing my neck as I pulled his hair and moaned with pleasure. His skin warming up more and more, along with mine, as I saw myself thrown on the bed, with him hovering on top of me. But I wanted to fight for dominance and managed to get on top of him, taking my shirt off, exposing my tattoos.

- Hmm, Frankie, you look so hot like this - He said, his voice hoarse, as he felt my skin and unbuckled my belt quickly, pulling me down to kiss him. I slid two of my fingers inside of his mouth, leaning in to his ear and moaned.

- I'm going to fuck you just the way you deserve, for being such a good boy. - I whispered at his ear, making him moan louder and scratching my back harder. I kissed his jaw, making my way down on him, sucking his skin leaving lovebites scattered all over him.

I unzipped his pants, stroking his huge boner through his boxers, breathing on them making them steamy, which made Gerard gasp and grab onto my hair, almost as if pressuring me against his cock.
I took of his boxers and his erection sprung free, as I grabbed it and started stroking it, building up my rythm, sucking him off. I heard him moan loudly and begging for me to suck him deeper, as he rolled his hips foward, making him reach the back of my mouth, his dick drenched in saliva and precum.
I took the opportunity and sucked my fingers, inserting them inside of him, fingering him for a good time, stretching him out. Until I couldn't take it anymore and flipped him, raising his thighs up, getting ready to fuck him as he moaned against the pillow. I used my saliva as lube, and slowly entered inside of him, causing him to groan in pleasure.
As I built a steady rythm, thrusting him deep and slightly faster each time, I saw him clenching the sheets and spreading his legs so I could fuck him easily.
He held his boner with his hand and started jerking off as I fucked him from behind, both of us chasing our orgasms.

- F-fuck, Frankie, I-I'm clo-ose... - He said, gasping for air, his head held by the hair, with one of my hands.

We let out a couple loud moans as we both came, my dick pulsing inside of him as I released my cum, and his hand leaking, his ass contracting as I came.
I rolled to his side, both of us staring at the ceiling and holding hands, smiling like crazy.

- I love you, Frankie. I fucking love you.
- I love you too, Gee. And I love fucking you as much as I fucking love you too.

He laughed at that, before resting his head on my chest, while I set the alarm to visit Mikey in the morning, before cuddling him until we fell asleep, worn out of the entire day.

Notes

HELLO HELLO HELLOOOO, SANTA CAME EARLIER THIS YEAR WITH AN UPDATE

Sorry I haven't posted anything the last two days. I have my finals next week and I needed to focus on that for a bit. I'm sure you guys understand it!

But anyways, here's an update!

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Comments

@DrkDrmr
ahhh thank you! i mean, it's kind of cliché but i think it fits the story?
i'm glad you enjoyed it! :)

lilith iero lilith iero
12/25/16

Great ending. Can't wait to read your other story.

DrkDrmr DrkDrmr
12/22/16

@MiBellaMuerte
<3

lilith iero lilith iero
12/16/16

Fake Your Death and I Don't Love You in one sentence... loving it...loving it

MiBellaMuerte MiBellaMuerte
12/12/16

@DrkDrmr
oh wow, i'm so happy to read that!! thank you for your opinion!!

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10/1/16