Action Cat (Gerard Way X Reader)

Healthy

TW: withdrawals, alcohol, arguing, smut, fingering, orgasm denial, p n v, degrading name(s), revenge sex(?), overstimulation(?)

YOUR POV:

After our fun, we headed back to the festival grounds where we met up with the others. Frank, Mikey, Ray and Bob were all surprised to find out that I would be tagging along for the rest of Warped Tour, and even into the unforeseeable future.

The first night on the bus wasn't that bad, aside for the fact that I was restless and couldn't sleep without my fill of Xanax. But other than that, it was fine.

We were currently on the way to St. Helens, Oregon since that was the next stop on the Warped Tour.

I was cuddled up beside Gerard, trying to ignore the ringing in my ears and the massive headache. I knew it was from the withdraws of the drug, and it wasn't like I could take it since Gerard hid both of his stashes.

Gerard had one arm wrapped around me and a cigarette in his other hand that he occasionally smoked.

Frank was playing on his GameBoy on the opposing couch, while the others were knocked out in their respective bunks.

The only thing on my mind was getting my fill of Xanax, but that was the last thing I could do. I know Gerard had noticed the withdrawal symptoms, but he never commented or acknowledged it.

"I heard that you two got into a big fight yesterday," Frank speaks up which brings me out of my thoughts. Frank glances up from his GameBoy and to us, "what happened?"

I know we both made a scene, but did word spread that fast?

Frank cuts off his GameBoy and looks at Gerard, "they said you two got into it...something about drugs or something." Frank shrugs, "I don't know...I wasn't there. But I'm going to assume that Gerard started it."

Yesterday was pretty blurry, I mean, I remember most of it. But some of the finer details were a bit all over the place. Hell, I barely remembered yesterday...aside from the sex, definitely remembered that.

"Actually," Gerard speaks up, "Y/N started it."

Frank's eyes widened as he looked at me, "you did?" He then shakes his head and looks back at Gerard, "it doesn't matter who started it. Gerard, you need to start treating your girlfriend better."

Gerard smirked, "I treated her wonderfully yesterday afternoon."

Frank's nose scrunches up in disgust, "I didn't need to hear about your sex life...and I meant in general. She's going to end up leaving you one day."

Gerard's hand slightly tightened on my waist at Frank's words, "I know."

"I don't think you know." Frank argues, "if you knew, then you'd stop—."

"How about you stay out of my god damn relationship?" Gerard finally snaps.

Frank rolls his eyes, "I'm just saying. You two can't argue all the time, and then make up with sex. That's not healthy."

Gerard takes a drag of his cigarette and looks away, clearly not caring to listen to any more of Frank's bullshit.

Frank then looks over at me, "I know that you love him, Y/N. But you gotta take off those rose colored glasses sometimes."

"Can you guys be quiet?" We look to see Mikey standing in the doorway looking at us with squinted eyes. "You guys are so god damn loud."

"Sorry," Frank apologizes.

"Yeah, sorry Mikey," I add.

"You'll live," Gerard sasses. "It's almost noon. Shouldn't you be straightening your hair since it takes forever?"