Beautiful Day

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Mike's POV

          He sat staring out the window of their tour bus. He watched the buildings slowly go by. Chester had threatened him with a divorce. He knew he'd been a bit wrong to get angry at Chester for getting hurt but he hated seeing him in pain. It reminded him so much of when they were younger. He slowly traced his finger over the raindrops that were running down the window. He closed his eyes for a minute before he saw a light flash and thunder rumbled. He stretched his legs out on the bench in the window but didn't open his eyes. He heard quiet footsteps approach him and then a hesitant pause. He kept his eyes closed and then he felt a light weight sit down on his legs. He felt a gentle pressure on his waist and then his chest as someone rested on top of him. He smiled slightly as he felt the warmth of a blanket over him. Chester was with him again. The other man thought he was asleep.

          "I know you're asleep Mikey....but I don't want to fight anymore. Especially about this kind of stuff. I don't want to break apart. Please don't do that anymore. I won't drink ok? I won't have a single drink if you just stay how you are right now," Chester said quietly. He nuzzled his face into his chest and Mike let his hand raise to the back of Chester's head.

          "Alright baby," he kissed Chester gently. Chester smiled and laughed softly.

          "You jerk. You were awake the whole time."

          "You know I was. I never go to sleep during a storm," Mike said in the same tone before kissing him again. He couldn't ever get enough of Chester. Chester returned the kiss and his hand came up to the back of his neck. Mike leaned in and captured Chester's lips again as everything around them vanished. All he could feel and see was Chester. He felt Chester's thin body pressed up against him, his legs shifting gently against Mike's. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Chester's short brown hair ruffled up. He smirked, snickered, and then pulled away slowly.

          "You got a bed head, you little cutie you," Mike said. Chester's cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. He was so adorable. He still got embarrassed about little compliments that Mike would throw out at times. It was so sweet.

          "Shut up Mikey," Chester said with a smile, "You're growing facial hair too."

          "Thanks for noticing. You and your little moustache."

          "You said it was cute," Chester pouted and Mike grinned before tapping Chester on the nose. That was probably one of his favorite little discreet signs of affection. Chester knew that it meant that he loved him.

          "It is," Mike said before kissing Chester again. Chester sighed softly as he kissed him back. Mike felt his eyes drift shut and he wrapped his arms around Chester, pulling him tighter against him. Chester shifted so he was straddling Mike's waist. Their lips met again and then Mike opened his mouth slightly, allowing Chester to push his tongue inside. He moaned softly into Chester's mouth and felt Chester's hands running down his chest. He held onto the back of Chester's neck with one hand and pushed his other hand up under Chester's shirt. He smiled as he felt Chester's body shiver under his touch. He slowly slid down on the bench so he was laying down with Chester on top of him. Their lips met again and Chester's hands were in his hair. He let his hands travel down to Chester's ass and he pulled him against him again, enjoying the friction it created. Chester moaned as he kissed him again.

          "Can you guys take this somewhere private? Like please?"

          Mike's eyes shot open and Chester jumped back off of him. Mike propped himself up on his elbow. He saw Rob standing there with Dave who had his eyes covered again.