Bullets and Boo Boo's [DD/LB Frerard]

2. Early Morning Stress

It was the next day and I was already awake, watching my baby boy sleep peacefully next to me. I didn't want to wake him up, I can tell he gets tired from the late nights. I tried to fall back asleep, but I couldn't. Soon enough Gerard slowly opened his eyes, and I gently rubbed his back. "Hey baby boy..." I cooed, kissing his head. "Morning daddy..." Gerard yawned smiling. "Let's get you dressed, sweetheart. Then we'll go see the other boys and see what we're gonna do today, okay kitten?" I asked to which Gerard nodded.

A knock on the door interrupted us. I sighed and stood up, while Gerard sat himself up on the bed. I approached the door and began to unlock it. "Who is it?" I asked. "Your mom." I opened the door. Brendon stepped inside the room as I sat next to Gerard on our bed. "I got the stuff you wanted last night. I would've came in but it was locked and I didn't wanna bother you two." Brendon explainer simply, putting two beer bottles and a gallon of milk on the nightstand. "Thanks, I appreciate it a lot."

"So what are our plans for today?" I asked before standing up. I began to dig through Gerard's backpack for a change of clothes. "Not sure yet. Pete's gonna tell us everything soon. Maybe we'll go to a bar or something." Brendon replied shrugging. "Alright. So where are the others right now?" I pulled out his usual outfit. "Josh and Tyler are in the room with Pete and Bob, so they're all waiting on us."

"Well tell 'em I'll be there in a minute, Gerard needs to get dressed." I said, taking a seat once again on the bed. Brendon nodded and stood, probably taking that as his cue to leave. "I'll let them know." Once he left, I turned my attention back to Gerard.

"Let's get you dressed, yeah?" I gave him a smile before unzipping his onesie. Gerard gave me a smile in return. Once his pajamas were off, I exchanged his panties for new ones, and helped him into his skirt and sweater. I slipped on his knee socks and lastly his shoes. "How's that baby?" I asked before standing up. "Thank you daddy." Gerard replied with a smile.

I held Gerard's hand as we walked into the bedroom next door, and we took our seats on a bed. I smiled as Gerard climbed onto and sat on my lap. Tightly I wrapped my arms around him. Brendon sat next to me, and next to Brendon was Bob. On the bed across from us was Josh, Tyler, and Pete.

Pete and Gerard never really had a good relationship. Once I brought Gerard into the picture, Pete wanted him gone. He said he would ruin things, distract me, things along those lines. Gerard was always the politest he could be, so I've scolded Pete thousands of times not to talk shit about him. If I didn't need Gerard, I wouldn't be putting his needs before mine. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me, so no way am I gonna miss out or take advantage of him.

"So what's the gig then, huh? I don't wanna get low on cash again." I asked since nobody else would start the conversation. "Maybe you'd have money if you didn't spend it on pacifiers and skirts." Pete retorted. "Hey, knock it off. It's early in the morning, we're not starting this now. Lay off Frank and the kid, alright?" Tyler interrupted, and I was glad he did. I didn't feel like putting up with it either.

"Fine... Anyways, the gig is we're gonna head to this strip club downtown. The place isn't expensive but it's alright, and it's got tons of low-budget stores hanging around it. If we stole cash from all those, we'd barely get noticed. And the club is a plus too. If you guys aren't into watching or doing anything, they have a bar there anyways. I'd say it's good plan." Pete explained.

"You guys can do the club and stuff, I'll just do the thieving." I said plainly. "What? Why?" Pete asked, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Those places are garbage and I'm not taking Gerard there. Those places are loaded with perverts." I grumbled. Pete leaned in and spoke sternly. "I could not care less about what happens to that little shit of yours. But if you just wanna fuck around, that's fine with me, as long as you get the damn job done."

"Call him that again and I won't." I glared at him. I held Gerard tighter in my arms.

It was an odd moment of silence for a while. "Look, I know it feels like I'm not doing stuff with you guys anymore, but I am. I'm gonna do stuff, okay? If you seriously want me to go to the stupid club, then fine. I'll go. But that's it. I'm not paying for or watching any sex bullcrap. Deal?" "Alright. Deal." Pete agreed. "And what about the kid?" Josh asked. "I'll just keep him away from it all. He's very obedient, he'll be okay." I replied. "Obedience?" Pete smirked. "Shut up, I'm not doing any of that crap to him. He's just a kid." Of course I didn't mean that.

I've thought too many times about touching Gerard. I've seen his entire beautiful body countless times, and even when I'm just changing his clothes, I don't want to take my hands off him. Just because he's obedient doesn't mean he'll actually let me touch him that way. I want to, a lot, but I don't want to upset him. His wants are more important than mine. Maybe it's for the best I keep those dirty thoughts just in my head.

"Alright, whatever you say. Let's pack up now, I wanna be able to leave right on time." Pete said as he got up. "Alright. I'll go pack up Gee's stuff." I said as I got up, holding Gerard close in my arms. Hopefully I won't regret bringing Gerard to this strip club. The last thing I need is Gerard to get upset and confused, and for me to get turned on.