My Dynamite (frerard/funpoison)

Chapter 20

When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I notice is Poison laying beside me. They're still sound asleep, breathing quietly with their face resting on my chest. I'm holding them in my arms, as close to my own body as possible. Our legs are tangled up in each other.

The second thing that I notice is that neither of us are wearing clothes.

Taking a look around the room, I can see their shirt near the bed. Looking at Gerard more closely I also notice the various marks I left on their body. There's one in particular that stands out- it's right underneath their ear. I decide to kiss it softly. Poison blushes in their sleep but doesn't wake yet. I go back to studying their beauty.

Their face looks unguarded and sort of angelic while they sleep. It's similar to the looks of love and adoration that I've received, but this is different. This is sleepy, sort of.

Their hair is a mess, falling over their eyes and sticking in a million different directions. It's cute.

In conclusion, they're absolutely fucking gorgeous.

And then, amidst my quiet adoration, the memories from last night hit me right in the face.

Fuck.

We really did that.

Finally.

It was so much better than I ever could've imagined.

That one fic I read when I was young- and, mind you, the only one (I read it because it's a classic, ok?)- got it totally wrong. They're so much more incredible at this whole thing. Shit.

A memory replays itself in my head- in this one, Party had just taken off my shirt. They were looking at my tattoos, completely mesmerized. I smile at the flashback- blush at it, too. It makes me happy to think back to.

But then there's more. The hands, the hair, the skin, everything- it's there, reliving in front of my eyes when I close them.

Oh my God. Oh my fucking God.

This is gonna stay with me for a while. Yeah, I'm totally keeping it. This memory.... oh fuck.

And of course, now is the time that Party wakes up. Right when I'm going through my first gay panic of the day.

Their eyes flutter open, still so full of sleep and tiredness. There's so much softness to them right now. I want to kiss them. I do.

"Mm... g'mornin' sugar." they stretch and snuggle right back into my arms.

"Mornin' my love." I kiss their forehead. " 'm sorry if I woke you."

"No no you're fine..." they yawn, " 'm just tired. Got to sleep late, Y'know, I was busy."

I chuckle. "Yeah, I figured. You did look quite busy last night."

"But of course. Gotta concentrate on the good stuff." They grin and kiss the corner of my mouth. I grin too.

"No, but seriously tho. Last night was awesome."

"God, yeah it was. I didn't think you'd be so good."

"Excuse me?? I'm offended."

"I apologize and stand corrected?"

"....Fine. Still offended tho."

"I'm sorry Ghoulie."

"It's okay, I'll forgive you." I run a hand through their hair. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you, so are you." They look at my chest. "I didn't have time last night but... your tattoos. They're so hot."

I blush. "You think?"