I'll Never Let Them Hurt You
The Anniversary.
"Frank? Bath's ready." Gerard called from the bathroom. Got lost in my thoughts again. I got out of bed and wandered aimlessly to the bathroom where Gee was already sitting in the large tub.
I'd invested in it a couple of years ago, I wanted a bath that was big enough to properly sink into when I was alone and so I could share it when I wasn't. Really it's more like a hot tub but bath shaped, not square... anyway.
I took off my boxers, the only bit of clothing I had left on, and watched Gerard's eyes follow them to the floor and then back up my body. I laughed and rolled my eyes at him as that stupid smirk crept onto his lips, then I joined him in the tub. After leaning back and letting out a large sigh I started to feel a bit better.
"Turn around." Gerard said.
"Um, why?" I questioned, he never usually asks me to move when we're in the bath.
"Just do it, trust me." I shook my head and did as I was told. Gerard's arms wrapped around my torso and he started kissing my neck.
"Gee, not now I..."
"Shhhh," he whispered. I couldn't help but feel confused. Gerards hands moved from my chest to my shoulders and he started massaging them, I couldn't control a small moan escaping from my throat. He laughed light-heartedly.
"Right, now tell me why you think you've been having these nightmares again suddenly." he said gently, adding more pressure to the massage.
"I don't know, I mean, it's not like anything's happened recently." I replied, feeling the tension in my back slip away. Gerard's always been good at massaging and with his hands in general ha!
"Anything coming up?"
"What, you mean apart from my dick?" We both laugh, I love sharing little moments like this with him, we've both been too serious lately because of my nightmares.
"But no, not that I can think of..." I paused for a moment thinking of anything I could've forgotton about, "wait, what date is it?"
"Uh, 10th I think, of July."
That's when it hit me, the 12th is the anniversary of my dad's funeral. It haunts me every year, I doubt my mom feels any better.
"Oh Frankie, i'm sorry. It's the anniversary isn't it?" Gerard said, he knows. He felt my shoulders tense up again. He's good at knowing what's happening in my head.
"I guess this means we're going to see my mom." I said as I turned back around to face Gerard.
"Yeah, well it's not like I mind." Gee smiled before giving me a brief kiss. He pulled away just before I yawned in his face. "Tired?" he asked.
"Yeah, back to bed?" I suggested as I stood up.
"Good idea. Oh and don't wave that thing in my face if I don't get to use it." Gerard grinned, nodding his head towards my dick.
"Sorry." I winked, climbing out of the bath.