Black Veil Romance (A Gerandy Fanfic: Gerard Way and Andy Biersack)

The Hotel

STILL ANDY

Gerard sends me a text later that night.

Hey, sorry I ran off. Wanna grab a room?

I reply "sure". Do I sound too happy about it?

C'mon, Andy. Get your shit together.

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We meet up at the Holiday Inn and get room #283.

Neither of us says anything.

Gerard flips on the tv and flops down on the bed. I sit on the couch, but he motions me over.

As I sit on the bed, he grabs my arm and puts it around his shoulder. I don't protest.

He turns a little bit and rests his head on my chest, making himself comfortable. He's so cute. I'll let myself admit it now.

We watch tv in silence for around an hour and a half, cuddling. Gerard's eyes flutter shut and back open. I can tell he's trying to stay awake.

"I'm going to change into my pajamas before I fall asleep." Gerard announces as he clumsily gets out of bed. He walks into the bathroom with some clothes in his hands.

While he's gone, I change too. I just sleep in my boxers, and I hope he doesn't mind. I get back under the covers before he comes out.

He's wearing a big t-shirt and boxer-briefs. He's so hot.

I thought I liked girls. I ignore my confusion, though, in favor of thinking about Gerard.

He climbs back into bed, and cuddles up against me. I put my arm around him and we drift off to sleep together, curled up.

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I wake up to the smell of eggs. Gerard's brought some stuff up from the breakfast bar downstairs.

He's got this big smile on his face, which makes me smile in return. We sit at the little table and eat eggs and waffles. We talk and talk as we eat, discussing our quiet night of cuddles. Once we're finished eating, Gerard stands up. He grabs my arm and pulls me to the bed.

He pushed me down. I hit the bed hard. He climbs on top of me, letting his hair hang in my face.

I can feel his weight on me, and it feels good.

He kisses me, softly at first and then rougher and rougher. As we make out I drag my fingers over his waist.

Soon we're both sweating and hot. Despite the body heat, we move under the covers. I decide to ignore his erection, and assume he'll do the same about mine.

We keep kissing, getting hotter and hotter. Sweat drips down the back of my neck. We toss and turn in bed.

Hours pass, kissing in the heat of our bodies. Pure passion. Finally we can let our sexual desires run free. Kiss. Kiss.

Kiss. Raw emotion.

Eventually, we tire. We lay in bed and kick the covers away. Gerard grabs my hand and we lay there, cooling down.

Once we regain our breath, we start to talk.

We talk about everything, again. Anything and everything.

We have so much in common, so much to say... It's been only two days, and I think I'm in love.