such a softer sin | gerbert

chapter thirty nine

Gerard lays, running his hand through the long black hair of Bert who's still asleep. He obviously hasn't been getting enough sleep lately. Bert means the world to him, he wants so badly to just take his pain away. To fix whatever's going on and bothering him. But he always gives Gerard space and time when something's bothering him, that's the least he can do for Bert.

"I thought you had to work this morning." Bert mumbles into the bare shoulder of Gerard. Waking slightly, feeling Gerard's hand combing through his hair. Knowing it's passed 7 which is usually when he's off to work. Wondering why he isn't already gone or at least out of bed like usual.

"I called in sick today. I wanted to stay here with you this morning." Gerard says tiredly. He was too worried to leave Bert in bed this morning. He wanted to make sure he got some sleep. Knowing Bert will insist on staying with him at the bar all night tonight, he wants to be sure he got at least a little sleep in order to do so.

It's most concerning that Bert doesn't want to talk about it, which is unusal for Bert. He usually comes to Gerard if he's upset or has a problem, they're close enough to do so. So for him not to want to talk about it is what's really making Gerard worry.

"You didn't have to do that Gee. I'm really sorry for coming over so much recently. It isn't fair to you." Bert apologizes once again. Feeling bad for imposing on him like this. It's just that it's really hard to be alone at night, unable to sleep. Being here with Gerard makes him feel better enough to get some sleep or at least relax.

"Stop apologizing. I love having you here." Gerard says. Bert sits up, tiredly rubbing his eyes. Gerard can't help but to stare at him. His tattooed body, his long, messy and casually unwashed black hair that lays on his bare shoulders. His pretty blue eyes. "I really love you."

Bert laughs, looking at the pretty red head still laid in bed. "Of course you do, how could you not?"

"You better watch that mouth of yours boy." Gerard grins sitting up but still remaining in the warm bed. Glad to see that not even Bert's whatever's going on has effected his usual teasing charm. Dreading having to get up and get ready for the day, his withdrawal symptoms only intensifying as the days go on.

"Oh but this mouth does wonders babydoll." Bert smirks, winking. Gerard can't help but to laugh, throwing the shirt off to the side at him. Gerard tiredly gets out of bed, finding a shirt and sliding it on before they go to the kitchen and start some coffee.

Gerard's hand rather shakey as he tries and pour himself a cup of coffee, attempting too at least. Bert looks at him before taking it and doing it for him. "You're in withdrawal. Please take the week off Gee. Just until you're better."

"I'm okay, really. I'm just a little shakey today." Gerard says. Before going sober he drank a lot, but sometimes when home with Mikey he'd go a few days without drinking. So the past week has been okay because he's used to a few days. But as the days continue to pass, the withdrawl is getting even worse now.

The two sit on the couch under a warm blanket together. The two of them just talking while they try and remain awake. "I know you sais that you don't want to talk about it just yet, and that's okay. But can you give me a little idea on what's happening? I'm just worried about you sugar."

"Don't worry. I'm okay, really. I'm just having troubles sleeping, which is why I've been coming over so late at night. I sleep better when I'm with you." Bert says, leaving out the main details of it all. Knowing it would just make Gerard worry and stress more than he already is, and that's the last thing he needs right now.