A Chemical Christmas (Frerard)

Snow fell as I opened my eyes and peered out of my window. It was warm, which meant once again, Mikey had turned on the heater. I grabbed a hoodie and pulled it over my head. I found a discarded pair of jeans and pulled those on and headed to the lounge. Mikey and Gerard were waiting eagerly on the couch.
"Sorry guys, you didn’t have to wait,” I apologised.
"Yes we did,” Gerard smiled. It was good to see him smiling and talking again. I sat next to him on the couch and gave him a hug. I handed him the biggest present first.
"Cool, purple paper,” he complimented. He peeled off the first piece of tape and opened it slowly. He always took his time.
"Wow, a decent coffee machine, thanks Frankie,” Gerard said giving me another tight hug. I handed Mikey the bigger present first.
"Well, it’s soft, but I have no idea what it is,” Mikey stated. He threw it up in the air and caught it a few times, eventually ripping it open. “A Dawn of the Dead hoodie, this is fucken awesome.”
"Glad you like it Mikey.” Mikey handed Gerard a small little silver box and once again he took his time
to unwarp it.
"Red hair dye, Mikey really?” Gerard laughed.
"Have you seen your regrowth lately?”
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I have. Thanks Mikey. I must say you do know what to buy me.”
I grabbed Mikey’s second present and gave it to him. He was more careful this time because it wasn’t soft and squishy like his hoodie.
“Diamond Dogs, now all I need is the Labyrinth album. How did you know?” Mikey asked me.
"I just did.”
G
erard handed Mikey his present. Mikey received a little present, much like his last one from me.
“Labyrinth, you got me the album. Now I have the whole David Bowie collection, thanks you two,” smiled Mikey, squeezing us both tight. There were three presents left. Mikey handed me a medium size, awkwardly shaped present wrapped in red paper. This was my first present and I ripped off the paper in excitement. It was the guitar strap with Frankenstein printed on it. “This is cool, thanks Mikes.” I handed a box to Gerard; he didn’t care about the paper anymore and pulled it off in a hurry to reveal what was inside. It was a box. Gerard got frustrated but laughed. He opened the lid and found a black pair of boots with spongy squares on the front. He tried them on and they were a perfect fit.
“You’re the best,” Gerard blushed, planting a quick kiss on my cheek. Mikey’s eyes widened in surprise, but he didn’t really care too much. I smiled at Gerard to show him things were okay. The large case was the only thing left.
“And finally,” Gerard said, picking up the case and handing it to me carefully.
“This is for you, I hope you like it.” I opened the case with care and inside was a beautiful black Les Paul, all shiny and brand new.
“Gerard this, this is too much.”
"No, no it’s not. It’s yours and now you can put it with Pansy. You will have a black one and a white one. Merry Christmas, Frankie.”
"Yeah, Merry Christmas Frank,” added Mikey.
"Thanks guys, Merry Christmas to you too.” Mikey looked up and smirked.
"What, what is it?” asked Gerard.
"You two are under mistletoe,” Mikey laughed. We both looked up and sighed loudly. I looked at Gerard and wondered if he would.
"I’m okay with it, if you’re okay,” I said. Gerard gave a small nod but his voice was quiet and shaky.
"I-I-I’m o-okay.” He lent forward slowly and pressed his lips against mine. No tongues, just a soft, warm kiss. I didn’t want to pull away, my heart was pounding hard against my chest, like it was ready to burst out and escape. This felt better than the other times we kissed. I don’t know why though. I pulled away from the kiss, our foreheads still touching. Gerard
smiled, biting his lip, his cheeks were beginning to match his hair, and I kissed him again. I licked his lips, asking to be let in. Gerard did as I wished, our tongues exploring. We both forgot Mikey was even there. Gerard wrapped his arms around my waist and I place mine around his neck. It was perfect.
"Um, guys?” Mikey hesitated. We pulled away, still holding each other. “Do you mind?” Mikey asked smiling.
"Oh, sorry,” we both blushed, looking at one another.
"I knew you liked him when you told me you didn’t,” Mikey explained.
"How did you know?” I asked, with a puzzled look on my face.
"You shuffle your feet when you lie.” “
"h, okay,” I smiled; feeling a little embarrassed and released my grip from Gerard.
"It’s fine, you two are cute. Sorry I ever doubted you Gerard.”
"It’s okay,” Gerard beamed. “
"o does this mean we’re…ya know…going out?”
"Only if you want to,” I replied. Gerard looked at Mikey waiting for an answer.
"Don’t look at me,” added Mikey. “But, Gerard, go for it.”

Gerard looked at me, his fringe fell perfectly over one eye. “Okay,” he nodded. I threw my arms around Gerard, practically jumping on him, making him stumble backwards. He wrapped his arms back around my waist.
"I love you,” I whispered, almost inaudible so Mikey didn’t hear.
"I love you too,” he replied. His breath was cold against my skin, but it made me want to scream with joy. This was prefect. He meant so much to me. Mikey just stood and stared with a little smirk on his face. He set this up and we all knew it.
“Thanks Mikey, for the setup, who knows how long we would have kept our little secret,” I explained.
"Not too long, I was becoming unwrapped,” Gerard said shyly.

~xoxoxoxo~

That afternoon was quiet. We sat on the couch and watched TV into the night. My head sat on his chest and I could feel his heartbeat. It was this weird sensation. I loved hearing his heartbeat. His heart was beating for me, Gerard loved me and I couldn’t be happier.
“Well, this has been fun and thank you for your presents but I’m going to go to sleep. Night guys, I love you Gerard, and I love you too Mikey,” I smiled kissing Gerard on the cheek and giving Mikey a hug.
"Night, Frankie, I love you too,” Gerard said.
"Goodnight Frank,” added Mikey.

I walked down the hall to my room, and closed the door. I picked up my new Les Paul from the corner and sat on my bed. I attached my new Frankenstein guitar strap and began to play. It felt like only a short moment until Gerard walked in. I didn’t realise but I had been playing for at least an hour.
"Hey,” he whispered
"Hey,” I replied.
"So, you like your new guitar?”
"I love it Gerard, you didn’t have to spend so much money on me.” “Yes I did.” “No, you didn’t,” I argued back, smiling.
"Of course, I did, I love you.”
"I love you too, Gerard,” I said, standing up placing the guitar on the stand in the corner. I sat back on the bed and Gerard joined me, placing his arm under my shirt, wrapping an arm around my waist. I stared into his green eyes and pushed back his red fringe. His fingers traced the scorpion tattoo that adorned my neck, giving me goose bumps from the light touch. His lips were soft, his body was relaxed…the prefect embrace. Gerard’s hands trailed down to the hem of my shirt and he lifted up above my head and threw it on the floor, before removing his own. Gerard unzipped my jeans and I slipped them of as he continued to undress himself.

Gerard slipped his stiff member inside me, being as gentle as he could. He knew that it hurt but I didn’t care. “Frankie, are you okay?” asked a concerned Gerard. I nodded and held in the pain. He pushed in further until he hit the bundle of nerves. “Oh Gerard!” I exclaimed. He pulled out a little and pushed it in again. He continued the motion, repeatedly hitting the same spot that made me yell his name. He was getting excited, I could feel it. Any moment now Gerard will reach his climax and it will all be over. “Frankie!” Gerard yelled as he let off his load inside me. Gerard arched his back before he collapsed breathlessly, his head drenched with sweat as he laid it on chest, my heart beating loudly against his ear. “I love you,” he sighed.
"I love you too Gee,” I replied breathlessly.
"You know you mean more to me than anything. You and Mikey will always come first. You’re my favourite person in the world and I love you. I will never do anything to hurt you.”
"Gerard, you don’t need to tell me how much I mean to you.”
"Yes, I do,” he argued.
"Gerard, I love you too, and you mean a lot to me as well. You have always been there for me and this may seem too early, but I want to marry you Gee.”
“You do?”
"Of course I do,” I confessed. Gerard raised himself on an elbow and kissed me before lying back on my chest.
"Are you sure?”
"Of course I am, so Gee do you want too?”
"Of course I do. Paul treated you like shit, but I’ll love you forever and I will always treat you right. I want to marry you too Frankie. I want it more than anything."
"You’re so sweet, Gee.”
"We’ll tell Mikey in the morning.”
"This is the best Christmas ever.”
"That it is,” Gerard agreed. They drifted to sleep in each other’s arms.

~xoxoxoxo~
The End By Chemical Halo

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