"Did you think I'd stand you up? Never. I was out on the floor getting you this." Grant holds up the cup for Gerard to see. Gerard cycles through several facial expressions in a matter of seconds: surprise, gratitude, a little bashfulness, and settles on a full, beaming grin.
"Really?"
Grant suddenly feels the smallest bit self-conscious, but he ignores it and hands Gerard the cup. "Yes, really."
Gerard comes closer, goes up on the balls of his feet and kisses Grant on the cheek then puts the cup down on a nearby table and wraps Grant up in a hug.
"I don't get to see you enough," he says into Grant's ear. And no, they never do. Especially not when MCR has been on hiatus for months.
"I keep inviting you to the house in Scotland," Grant teases. "I know there's rather more...nature than you're accustomed to, but you might find it enjoyable."
"Maybe."
Gerard's giving him a considering look and Grant opens his mouth to respond when Sharon calls from the doorway, "Time, gentlemen." Scott follows her out, and Grant can see Medhi look back at Gerard, who - holds up a finger? Grant's eyes flick back to Medhi for a moment and then a hand closes around his wrist and tugs, and as he turns back to Gerard the door clicks shut in front of them and Gerard is on tiptoe, leaning close and - kissing him. On the mouth this time.
Grant is taken by surprise for only a second before he wraps his arms around Gerard and kisses back. He knows they don't have much time before Sharon comes looking for them, so he makes the most of it, letting his hands wander a little bit, his tongue exploring Gerard's mouth. Finally Gerard pulls back, breathing hard.
"That was profoundly unfair," Grant murmurs, just as breathless. "We're going to be onstage in front of hundreds of people in a few minutes and all I'm going to be able to think about is kissing you again."
"That's the point," Gerard answers, eyes glittering.
"Well, point made. Where are you scheduled to be after this?"
Gerard tilts his head, pretends to think about it. "Wherever you're going to be?" he answers with a hopeful grin.
"That's the correct answer," Grant tells him smoothly.
"That's a promise."
Grant almost reaches for him again, but the expected tap on the door sounds, and he freezes, heaves a deep breath. Gerard starts for the door but Grant stops him with a word. "Gerard?" Gerard turns. "Don't forget your coffee."
Gerard reaches for the cup and they start walking. "How could I ever? I could get used to this kind of surprise every day."
Gerard grins and follows Sharon down the hall, and as he brushes by, Grant murmurs for his ears alone, "So could I."
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"Really?"
Grant suddenly feels the smallest bit self-conscious, but he ignores it and hands Gerard the cup. "Yes, really."
Gerard comes closer, goes up on the balls of his feet and kisses Grant on the cheek then puts the cup down on a nearby table and wraps Grant up in a hug.
"I don't get to see you enough," he says into Grant's ear. And no, they never do. Especially not when MCR has been on hiatus for months.
"I keep inviting you to the house in Scotland," Grant teases. "I know there's rather more...nature than you're accustomed to, but you might find it enjoyable."
"Maybe."
Gerard's giving him a considering look and Grant opens his mouth to respond when Sharon calls from the doorway, "Time, gentlemen." Scott follows her out, and Grant can see Medhi look back at Gerard, who - holds up a finger? Grant's eyes flick back to Medhi for a moment and then a hand closes around his wrist and tugs, and as he turns back to Gerard the door clicks shut in front of them and Gerard is on tiptoe, leaning close and - kissing him. On the mouth this time.
Grant is taken by surprise for only a second before he wraps his arms around Gerard and kisses back. He knows they don't have much time before Sharon comes looking for them, so he makes the most of it, letting his hands wander a little bit, his tongue exploring Gerard's mouth. Finally Gerard pulls back, breathing hard.
"That was profoundly unfair," Grant murmurs, just as breathless. "We're going to be onstage in front of hundreds of people in a few minutes and all I'm going to be able to think about is kissing you again."
"That's the point," Gerard answers, eyes glittering.
"Well, point made. Where are you scheduled to be after this?"
Gerard tilts his head, pretends to think about it. "Wherever you're going to be?" he answers with a hopeful grin.
"That's the correct answer," Grant tells him smoothly.
"That's a promise."
Grant almost reaches for him again, but the expected tap on the door sounds, and he freezes, heaves a deep breath. Gerard starts for the
door but Grant stops him with a word. "Gerard?" Gerard turns. "Don't forget your coffee."
Gerard reaches for the cup and they start walking. "How could I ever? I could get used to this kind of surprise every day."
Gerard grins and follows Sharon down the hall, and as he brushes by, Grant murmurs for his ears alone, "So could I."
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