Kellard- A Gerard Way and Kellin Quinn fanfiction

Bulge

Gerard's  P.O.V

I rolled over and felt a warm body underneath me. He was breathing softly, his breath making my hair move. I smiled. Kellin.

Then I sat up, quickly remembering we were on a bus full of people, any of which that could have seen us.

I got up, quickly pulling my clothes on.

"Kellin." I whispered, gently shaking him.

He groaned and tried to wrap his arms around me. I reluctantly slapped them away.

"Kellin.." I slapped his arm.

He opened his eyes and my heart fluttered.

"What?" He whispered softly.

"You need to get up, someone could see us." I said, panicking.

He looked defeated and I swear I saw tears prick his eyes.

"Fine." He pushed me away from him and stood up, crawling up to his bunk. I heard him switch the tv on and I sighed. Great.

Now he probably thought I didn't like him and was ashamed of him.

Good job, Gerard.

It wasn't that I was ashamed of my sexuality, I was simply being a realist. I got enough hate for being 'emo', I didn't need people thinking that I was encouraging being gay. Not that that was a bad thing. It just is to some people.

I fell asleep thinking of how to make things right.

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A while later, Kellin got up, in JUST his boxers. Fuck.

I stared after him, practically salivating.

He turned around and smirked at me, eyeing my pants. I looked down and saw my obvious bulge.

Blushing fiercely, I gulped and stared up at him.

"Need a little help?" He winked at me as he slowly walked closer.

He got down on his knees, and sat in front of me, staring expectantly at me.

I stared at him, confused.

He leant over and pulled my boxers down with his teeth.

I shivered.

He leant further down, his mouth directly over my crotch and I heard the rattle of a doorknob.

Suddenly, a hoard of paparazzi with flashing cameras invaded the bus.

I looked around like a deer in the headlights, panicking.

"It's not what it looks like!" I shouted uselessly.

They all started cackling, screaming homophobic comments to me.

I threw my head in my hands, sobbing.

I woke up with a start, sweating and struggling breathe.

I laid back down, trying to calm myself.

It was just a dream. I kept telling myself over and over.

I rolled over throwing my head under the covers, it still smelt like him.

I sighed.

Fuck this.

A/N- Sorry it took me so long to update. I had writers block -__- Hope you enjoy the little smut thingy :)