in violent frustration | gerbert

Chapter Thirty Three

Tw: hints/mentions of oral ??

Gerard sits on the carpeted floor in-front of the tall body mirror as he applies his make-up. It's the next morning and Gerard's getting ready for school today. Bert still asleep in bed, considering they didn't go to sleep but a few hours prior to this.

So focused on getting his mascara right, Gerard doesn't even notice Bert getting out of bed. He feels arms snake around hips, smiling softly as Bert tiredly rests his face in Gerard's neck from behind.

"Bert." Gerard chuckles as a light blush tinting over his cheeks. Finishing up his mascara, he begins to dig through his makeup bag for the perfect lipgloss to wear today. Turning into a mission as Bert distracts him, tiredly placing soft kisses in his neck.

"How are you feeling? Any symptoms? We were up really late last night." Bert's raspy voice asks. His warm breath against the skin of Gerard's neck, grip around his hips tightening.

"I'm a little lightheaded but I'll be okay. I'm just really tired." Gerard says as he begins putting on his lipgloss, dreading going to school today. With the kids picking on him, stress of the work and overall being exhausted.

"Stay home today, babydoll. You never take it easy, take today for yourself. Take a long bath, eat junk food, sleep, whatever you want. Just take a day to relax. You deserve it, especially after the week you had."

Gerard's exhausted. Physically, emotionally and mentally exhausted. Especially after the things he's had to endure this past week. Maybe Bert's right. He deserves a day break from everything that's going on around him, to take care of himself mentally.

"Will you come back after school then?" Gerard gives in to the suggestion. Turning and looking at Bert, wanting him to come back when he gets out of school if Gerard doesn't go with him.

"Of course. Treat yourself today, understand? No worrying, no stressing. Just relax and enjoy yourself." Bert says, wanting to be sure that Gerard doesn't do anything to make his symptoms any worse than they are at the moment.

Gerard blushes, biting his bottom lip.   "I understand." Gerard teases Bert's love to sternly demand things. The dominance something that Gerard absolutely yearns for. And Bert knows it, using that to his full advantage.

Bert places a soft kiss on Gerard's gloss covered lips before standing from the floor and helping Gerard up. Bert leaves for school, finally able to leave out of the front door rather than sneaking out of Gerard's window.

"Morning Bert! Where's Gerard at?" Donna smiles sweetly as Bert gets to thr bottom of the staircase, alone. Accepting that him and Gerard are together, even if it goes against her religion and beliefs.

"He's not feeling too well so he's staying home and relaxing today." Bert responds politely. Feeling the glares from Bryan who sits at the kitchen table across the room. Looking over the open news paper that he holds in his hands at Bert.

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After an extremely long day at school, Bert enjoys the walk back to his home. Taking the time to think and enjoy fresh air. There's been so much going on recently he hasn't really taken a moment to properly process it all.

Bert walks to his home first, checking in on his mom. She's off work of course, still recovering from the brain surgery. Her work is covering all of the hospital bills as she fell due to a faulty latter.

After checking on his mother, Bert excitedly heads over to Gerard's house. "Hey honey, Gerard's upstairs in the bath. He's been in there a while so just knock and tell him to get out."  Donna smiles, letting him in.

Bert walks upstairs, chuckling to himself. Gerard obviously took his suggestion to enjoy a long bath. Gerard never worries about himself, only about other people. So this relaxtion day was definitely deserved, especially after this long week.

Taking a seat on the bed, Bert waits and waits. Another houe rolling by before the bathroom door is opened. Revealing the love of his life. "And here I thought you drowned in the tub."

"Oh heck- I'm sorry. How long have you been waiting on me for?" Gerard asks as he adjusts the slipping sleeve of his oversized knitted sweater. Only earning a soft chuckle from Bert as he stands from the bed.

"It's alright babydoll. Did you enjoy your day? How was your bath?" Bert asks as Gerard walks over, taking a seat on the floor in-front of the mirror. Beginning to wipe the remaining residue of his mascara off using his make-up remover wipes.

"Amazing. I relaxed, I even took the time to work on some of my comics! I've been so busy recently I haven't had anytime to sketch." Gerard smiles. He's enjoyed having the day dedicated to just relaxing and enjoying himself.

As Gerard removes his make-up, he feels Bert's eyes on him from behind. Looking back at him through the mirror, watching as Bert's eyes drag along his body. Chewing his bottom lip.

Gerard innocently giggles to himself as he finishes up removing the mascara residue. Bert snaps out of it and stands, pulling back the blanket as this is usually the time Gerard lays down.

Softly kissing his lips, Gerard slides his hand down Bert's side.

They haven't gotten far passed making out considering that they've always had to hide their relationship. Making it hard to get alone time to spend with each other, making it hard to get any further in the relationship.

As Gerard's hands slide down to his belt, Bert tenses. "Mm, what are you doing?" He mumbles against Gerard's lips in confusion, not expecting this.

"You're eyeing me like a kid in a candy store." Gerard chuckles as he grabs the bottom of Bert's shirt, lifting it up and off of him, tossing it to the side. Watching as Bert grins, biting his lip.

Bert chuckles, "Yeah, I forget you're good at figuring out what a man wants, and when." Bert teases him, considering Gerard's history with blowing men for money.

Gerard makes jokes about the men all the time, it helps him cope with the disgusting things he had to do to get by. Bert knows it makes him feel better about it when Bert is open to make the jokes with him.

"Mm, pretty much. I'm often told I'm good with my mouth. Just a few guys, ya'know?" Gerard teases as his cheeks heat up. Feeling Bert grab his chin, forcing Gerard look at him as he eyes down the red head's body.

"Really? Guess I'll just have to check if they were right." Bert hums, dragging his thumb over Gerard's soft lips as he holds his chin. Watching how red his cheeks get, watching how innocently Gerard bites the inside of his cheek.

He's a definate twink, major bottom. Though he attempts to be dominate at times, there's no seeing over it. And Bert wouldn't have it any other way. Gerard's done things with a lot of different men, which Gerard faults him for. He hates himself for it, which Bert doesn't understand.

Bert doesn't blame him for it. Whether Gerard blew a bunch of guys or not, Bert will always love him. That's not something Bert could ever fault him for. [Look Hailey! I used the right 'wheather' :)) ]

Gerard pulls away from him and locks the bedroom door before going to his mirror. He turns back to Bert as he puts his lipgloss back on. "Come on, get your pants off already."