Patrick was in a filthy mood. His Ipod had died two hours into the ten hour flight, and the rest of his journey had been enlivened by the energetic screaming of the three babies also travelling today. He couldn't sleep on flights, too wary to let down his guard so much in public he supposed, which meant when he finally made it past security and into the airport proper he was moving on autopilot.

He actually bumped into Gerard before he saw him.

"Whuh?" Patrick said coherently, staring at Gerard blankly. Gerard gave an awkward little wave in reply, grinning as if he was fit to bust.

"But you're not in Chicago," Patrick's travel-addled brain couldn't make sense of what he was seeing. He wasn't due to get back home to Gerard for another 9 days - he knew the exact date as he'd been counting it down.

"Surprise!" said Gerard - if his smile got any wider, he was going to make like the Cheshire Cat and become nothing but smile.

Gerard shook his head fondly when Patrick continued to stare at him in bemusement. "It's a good job I know you, Patrick Stump, or I'd think you weren't pleased to see me."

Gerard leant forward, bending slightly to reach down so their lips could meet easily. It was just a chaste peck, suitable for everyday consumption, but it woke Patrick from his trance - Gerard was really here! With a strength that surprised himself he reached up, pulling Gerard back into position and kissing him properly this time.

"Hello," Patrick whispered against Gerard's skin as they paused for breath. Suddenly the day was looking up after all.

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