A lil bit of smut here!
As Mikey broke the news about his impending departure for college, Gerard's world seemed to crumble around him. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked up at his brother, his lower lip trembling with the effort to hold back his emotions.
"But Mikey, who's going to take care of me?" Gerard whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Mikey knelt down beside him, wrapping his arms around Gerard. "I know it's hard, Gee, but you're going to be okay," he said gently.
Gerard buried his face in Mikey's chest, clinging to him tightly as if afraid to let go. "But I don't want you to go. I need you, Mikey," he sobbed, his words muffled against his brother's shirt.
Mikey's heart ached at the sight of his big brother in distress. "I'll always be here for you, Gerard, no matter what," he promised, pressing a kiss to the top of Gerard's head.
Mikey gently pulled away from the embrace and looked into Gerard's eyes. "Hey, remember Frank? He's really nice, and he's agreed to look after you while I'm away at college," he explained, trying to reassure Gerard.
Gerard sniffled, wiping away his tears with the back of his hand. "But I want you, Mikey," he protested, his voice trembling.
Mikey sighed. "I know, Gee, but Frank will take good care of you. You love him and he loves you too," he said, offering Gerard a small smile of encouragement.
Gerard nodded reluctantly, though he still felt a pang of sadness at the thought of being separated from his brother. "Okay, Mikey. If you say so," he conceded, his voice barely above a whisper.
Mikey wrapped an arm around Gerard's shoulders, pulling him into another hug. "It's gonna be okay, Gee. I promise," he said softly, holding his big brother close.
The next day, Gerard lay curled up on his pink plush bed, his eyes closed and his breathing steady as he slept peacefully. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room and illuminating the array of stuffed animals that surrounded him.
As Gerard slept, his dreams were filled with images of his brother Mikey.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway outside Gerard's room, stirring him from his slumber. He blinked groggily, rubbing his eyes as he tried to wake himself up fully.
"Gerard, wake up, sweetheart," a voice called out softly from the doorway.
Gerard blinked again, his eyes focusing on the figure standing in the doorway. It was Frank, Mikey's friend who had agreed to look after him. Gerard felt a surge of anxiety wash over him as he remembered the conversation from the previous day.
"Good morning, Gerard. How are you feeling today?" Frank asked gently.
Gerard sat up slowly, his gaze fixed on Frank as he tried to gauge the man's intentions. "I'm okay, I guess," he replied quietly.
Frank smiled warmly, taking a seat beside Gerard on the bed. "That's good to hear. Mikey told me you might be feeling a little nervous about him leaving for college," he said.
Gerard nodded, unable to meet Frank's gaze as he felt a lump form in his throat. "Yeah, I'm gonna miss him," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Frank reached out to pat Gerard's shoulder reassuringly. "I understand, bud. But I promise I'll do everything I can to make sure you're taken care of while he's away," he said sincerely.
As Gerard stretched his arms, his baby blue crop top rode up slightly, revealing a glimpse of his chubby stomach. He glanced down, noticing the exposed skin, and quickly pulled the hem of his shirt back down, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.
