Desolation Row

Fuckin Dickhead

(A/N: you all are thirsty hoes... The first time I post a smut scene and I get the most views I've ever gotten on a chapter...)

Still, after five weeks of searching, Gerard still had nothing. But he knew it would happen. The LeATHERMOUTH gang was notoriously hard to pinpoint. They operated in a way that left no traces. And it was giving Gerard a splitting headache.
Fuck.

Only if he could get that "incident" that's what we're going to call it, out of his head. A small part of him hated it, but a lot him didn't give a shit. He loved it. He had never came that much in, well, forever. It was still hot in his thoughts. Christ what was wrong with him? He was supposed to be getting this dickhead in jail, not fantasise about him!

"Hhhhhuuuhhh," Gerard sighed it was going to be a long day. At least they let him work from home. His wall next his laptop was covered with printed out articles and press coverage of the LeATHERMOUTH gang, as much as he could find from reliable sources anyway. He could hear his roommate Ray clanking about in the kitchen of their small-ish loft flat/apartment. He was thinking about dinner, his stomach gave a loud grunt of approval. So downstairs he went.

As soon as he got down the stairs, he saw a head of curly hair bobbing about.
"Oh hey Gee," Ray said, using his nickname, "I'm making grilled cheese, you want some?"
"Uh, yeah why not?" Gerard shrugged. I mean who doesn't like grilled cheese?
Gerard went into the kitchen and made coffee for the both of them, handing a cup to Ray, he said "I'm getting nowhere on this fucking case,"
"Wasn't it Mikey who went missing?"
"Yeah and that's why I'm so worried and frustrated with the case."
"Uh... I don't know what to say for you.." Ray scratched his head.
"It's all right, I mean, I've still got a load of time to do it."

Ray just smiled and started plating up the grilled cheese. They are and had some light hearted banter. (A/N: archbishop of banterbury lads.)
After they both sat on the couch and watched Night of the Living Dead. Ray turned to Gerard as a demon got stabbed in the throat.
"You will find Mikey, I know you will," he said, and then he went to clean up the dishes.

Honestly this just a filler chapter so you can know a bit more about Gee's home situation.
But I am gonna try and update more and make this into a proper fic.
- Alex