Shifting to his side in his sleep, Gerard's head moves to nuzzle into my chest. I place my hand towards his head as a way to reassure his sleeping body I'm still there.
But he's even to smart for me when he's sleeping as his eyes flutter open and he mutters out a small, "Frankie?"
"Yeah, I'm still here baby." I coo, trying to reassure him.
"Why aren't you laying down with me?" He pouts, pulling on my arm.
"I can't sleep honey."
"Well you should have woke me. I could have entertained you this whole time." Gerard smiles, sitting up with me.
"Oh you entertained me just about enough with all your moving and talking in your sleep." I joked.
But in all honesty, Gerard just so happens to talk and move around a lot in his sleep, which makes him difficult to sleep with unless you keep him in a death grip cuddle. Which thankfully he doesn't mind one bit.
"What was I saying?" He whispers, tentatively playing with the hem of the covers.
"Oh nothing bad darling, just the usual, "I need coffee Frankie!" I lie, honestly not remembering exactly what he said.
"Oh shut up. I didn't say that." Gerard wines, hitting my chest gently.
"I know baby, I don't remember what you said." I reply, rubbing my nose against his.
"Good. I don't want you knowing what I say in my sleep."
"Why? Is there some dirty stuff you don't want Frankie to know about going on up stairs?" I question, giggling.
"N-no. I just... I just don't want to say something weird or anything." Gerard stutters, pulling the covers up over his nose.
"Okay Baby." I laugh, kissing his cheek and removing the blanket from his face.
Gerard lays back down and yawns, patting the spot next to him.
"Fine, I will. Just let me get out of my clothes. I think I'm too hot." I respond, pulling my shirt off and revealing my tattoos.
"Tell me about it..." Gerard mutters, running his finger across the birds painted on my stomach.
"Whatever."
I strip myself of the rest of my clothes and get under the covers with him.
"Wait. Can-can I get undressed too?"
"Sure baby. Why though?" I giggle, watching him stand up and push his pants down.
"Cause it's only fair that I get naked too. And besides, won't me having hot clothes on too just make you hot again?"
"Fair enough."
Climbing back into bed with me Gerard makes grabby hands at me and smiles widely closing his eyes.
Rolling my eyes I grab at his waist and pull him into me, kissing his forehead.
"Night Frankie. For good this time."
"What are we planning on dying in our sleep or something?" I joke, closing my eyes and slowly drifting off.
The last thing I hear is Gerard, "I really hate you sometimes. I hate you so much I think I love you."