MCR Imagines And Oneshots

♪*Gentle touches | G.W.

(A/n)

Requested by Nobody7796

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Gerard smiles shyly as I wrap an arm around his shoulders and leans into me lightly despite seeming a bit nervous and tense, so I brush a strand of hair away from his face and press a kiss to his cheek in a poor attempt of making him feel more comfortable. He smiles softly, like if wordlessly telling me he is thankful and trying.

We have been dating for a time now, a few months, and things have been going rather slow because it's the first time Gerard is dating another guy for real like this, according to what he told me, so we're doing things in a pace he's comfortable to. PDA, for example, wasn't something between us until almost a couple of months ago. He's usually more comfortable, but seems a bit anxious today, what may be causing the tension.

"You sure you don't want to talk about it?" I ask softly against the side of his face, making a pink tone spread across his cheeks whilst his eyes drift down.

"No, not really. Not now," he says softly and pecks my lips. "Thank you."

Understandable – I don't argue with him, only nodding, and turn my attention back to the movie. It's not like we haven't seen it before, but Gerard and I weren't interested in any of the other ones on the posters, so we opted for the good old Dark Knight one. As much as we could've watched it home, we wanted to do something different today.

Watching the movie is good, however, watching Gerard is more interesting and maybe it's because I love him too much, maybe because I love every single thing about him. Nonetheless, Gerard is just... amazing.

"You could've told me if you wanted to pay just to gaze at me through the whole movie," he says suddenly and I snap out of daze, noticing the credits rolling up the screen and people standing up. He chuckles softly, hand cupping my face and lips pressing to mine in a soft kiss. "C'mon, let's go wander around for a bit, hm?"

"Of course." I smile, taking his hand in mine before we stand up, walking out of the movie theater and sigh at the feeling of the slightly unpleasant sensation of reality finally coming back to us, mercilessly. "Anything you want?"

Gerard presses his lips together, seeming to think for a moment before he's shaking his head. "Not really. Maybe we can grab something for dinner?"

"Sure," I say softly, giving his hand a light squeeze.

Going to the supermarket with Gerard is really nice, or at least I learned how to enjoy it. We used to do it some time ago just for fun, also going to the grocery store because Gerard said it is 'therapeutic'. Turns out it really is and tends to help with our sad moods, in some way. We're always walking around and making fun of brands' names, walking across someone doing or saying something funny or whatever.

"Why is the coffee more expensive just because it's in a can?" Gerard furrows his eyebrows taking a can in hand and showing me the three dollars difference compared to the other one, same weight and same thing, though in a plastic bag. "If you think, it should be cheaper to, dunno, encourage people into not consuming so much plastic, do you get it?"

"Agreed, but..." I shrug as looking over at him, holding the box of coffee under my arm. "That's not important, is it?" Despite the soft chuckle escaping my lips, I share the same thoughts as he.

"Can we buy some cake?" He puts the can away and comes closer, wrapping his arms around my neck. "Or... Um, maybe, ice cream. I'm just in the mood for something sweet." He furrows his eyebrows as looking at the nothing for a moment then smiles at me. Adorable.