He Likes Me

4

Gerard went to sleep with the intention of calling his parents immediately after he woke up the next morning. After all, if he didn't his parents would be worried and Gerard didn't think he would be able to live down the embarassment if the police came knocking at his door early in the morning to check he hadn't been hacked to pieces in the night. He wouldn't put it past his parents to call in the armed forces to check on 'their baby boy'.

Gerard awoke earlier than he thought he would. The feeling of wanting to get up but having your eyes sealed shut with sleep was crushing down on him, but not in a bad way. He no longer felt like he was suffocating or trapped, and he didn't know why at first. He only became aware of the arms wrapped around his waist after he had been awake - but lying still and quiet with his eyes closed - for several minutes. In his sleep-deprived, tired state, he wasn't really thinking clearly and so instead of springing out of bed and calling the police like he should have done, he burrowed further into the cocoon of blankets wrapped around his body and draped an arm lazily around the other body pressed up against him.

It was only when this other person made a small noise - a sort of hum of contentment - and started pressing soft kisses on Gerard's chest and neck did it begin to dawn on him that he was in bed with another person that he hadn't gone to bed with last night that he realised he should be freaking out, and promptly began freaking out.

He opened his eyes quickly and blinked a few times to get the early morning fuzziness to go away. When he was able to see clearly, his eyes focused on the person lying next to him. It appeared to be a man, but Gerard couldn't really see his features as his face was firmly hidden in Gerard's chest, his cold breath ghosting over the wet trails his kisses had left on the older man's skin and making Gerard shiver despite himself. The man's head didn't quite reach the pillow and he had a mass of dark hair fanning around his head like a halo and by the way his head was twisted, Gerard had a clear view of the scorpion tattoo on his neck...

Oh shit.

Gerard began to panic, leaping out of bed and away from the grasp of the younger, smaller man in his bed, totally forgetting he was naked until he was standing in the middle of his room. He gasped and grabbed his pair of jeans from his windowsill where he laid them out last night. Stumbling over his own feet as he struggled to drag on the trousers, he never took his eyes off the man.

There was no way this could be happening, Gerard reasoned, swallowing hard. And yet ... there he was. As clear as day, lying in bed with Gerard with his brown hair and his tattoos, and Gerard could only think of one person this could be. But it was impossible, because that person wasn't real!

All the commotion had finally woken up the man - Gerard refused to call him Frankie because there was just no way that was possible - and he sat up and rubbed his eyes sleepily with his fist. When he caught sight of Gerard he grinned dopily and crawled across the bed to be closer to him, either not seeing or ignoring Gerard's panicked expression.

"Gee." He mumbled happily, keeping the bed covers wrapped around his shoulders as he talked. "It's so early. What're you doing up?"

"Who the hell are you?!" Gerard exploded, stepping back from the bed as if the man was going to get up and beat him up if he was too close. As if a metre between them would stop that from happening if the situation arose.

The man just frowned and rubbed his hand across his face again. "What, Gee - what?"

Gerard continued to stare at him until the man got out from under the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed, standing up and wobbling a little as he took a step towards Gerard, who blushed bright red to see that he too had been naked in bed. Gerard took a moment to pity himself that the only action he got was with random strangers who snuck into his house in the middle of the night when he was asleep; that was the only explanation for what was happening.