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Happy Birthday, Ana!
It's short, and not the best thing I've ever written, but hopefully you'll like it anyway.
A Moment
Inspired by Miss Magic Moody,
written for my lovely AnaRae
“Someone at the show mentioned you the other night,” Bert said, taking a drag on his cigarette. “Well, actually, she screamed at me,” he chuckled, and looked down to see Gerard grin. “I told everyone to be quiet and she fucking screamed at me to make the fuck up with Gerard.”
Gerard laughed and snuggled closer to Bert’s chest. “Guess we’ve really got ‘em fooled.”
Bert sighed contentedly. “At least this way we can have some peace.”
Looking up at him, Gerard just watched Bert for a moment before bursting into laughter, “Until they ask you to talk about how much you hate me,” he said.
Bert groaned and laughed, burying his nose in Gerard’s hair. “You smell good.”
That only set Gerard off again, and when he finally calmed himself down, he pressed a kiss to Bert’s chest. “You’re a liar.”
They sat quietly for a while, Bert puffing on his cigarette, Gerard trying not to fall peacefully asleep, and both enjoying the other’s presence. Feeling Gerard shiver against him, Bert moved his arm from where it had been resting around the other man’s shoulder to lift the blanket on the hotel bed so it would cover them. A quiet sound of appreciation let Bert know Gerard was grateful.
“So what did you do?” Gerard mumbled suddenly. Bert looked at him quizzically and Gerard clarified: “When the girl screamed at you to make up with me.”
“Oh,” Bert laughed. “I spit on her.”
Gerard made a shocked sort of sound and giggled. “You spit on her?” Nodding, Bert smiled impishly. Gerard shook his head, playfully rolling his eyes. “You’re just jealous that they love me and want me back.”
“Whatever you say, Gerard,” Bert snorted.
A couple minutes later, Gerard yawned and said sleepily, “I missed you.”
Bert smiled down at him. “You’re really exhausted, aren’t you?”
“Mmm,” was Gerard’s only reply.
“I love you,” Bert said quietly, placing a finger under Gerard’s chin to kiss him. And although Gerard was too tired to say anything more, he made sure to kiss back.
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I love you, Ana, and I hope you have a great day. ♥♥
It's short, and not the best thing I've ever written, but hopefully you'll like it anyway.
A Moment
Inspired by Miss Magic Moody,
written for my lovely AnaRae
“Someone at the show mentioned you the other night,” Bert said, taking a drag on his cigarette. “Well, actually, she screamed at me,” he chuckled, and looked down to see Gerard grin. “I told everyone to be quiet and she fucking screamed at me to make the fuck up with Gerard.”
Gerard laughed and snuggled closer to Bert’s chest. “Guess we’ve really got ‘em fooled.”
Bert sighed contentedly. “At least this way we can have some peace.”
Looking up at him, Gerard just watched Bert for a moment before bursting into laughter, “Until they ask you to talk about how much you hate me,” he said.
Bert groaned and laughed, burying his nose in Gerard’s hair. “You smell good.”
That only set Gerard off again, and when he finally calmed himself down, he pressed a kiss to Bert’s chest. “You’re a liar.”
They sat quietly for a while, Bert puffing on his cigarette, Gerard trying not to fall peacefully asleep, and both enjoying the other’s presence. Feeling Gerard shiver against him, Bert moved his arm from where it had been resting around the other man’s shoulder to lift the blanket on the hotel bed so it would cover them. A quiet sound of appreciation let Bert know Gerard was grateful.
“So what did you do?” Gerard mumbled suddenly. Bert looked at him quizzically and Gerard clarified: “When the girl screamed at you to make up with me.”
“Oh,” Bert laughed. “I spit on her.”
Gerard made a shocked sort of sound and giggled. “You spit on her?” Nodding, Bert smiled impishly. Gerard shook his head, playfully rolling his eyes. “You’re just jealous that they love me and want me back.”
“Whatever you say, Gerard,” Bert snorted.
A couple minutes later, Gerard yawned and said sleepily, “I missed you.”
Bert smiled down at him. “You’re really exhausted, aren’t you?”
“Mmm,” was Gerard’s only reply.
“I love you,” Bert said quietly, placing a finger under Gerard’s chin to kiss him. And although Gerard was too tired to say anything more, he made sure to kiss back.
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I love you, Ana, and I hope you have a great day. ♥♥