Part 3
Bob couldn t help but smile. "I don t know if he'll go for it, but I'll try ok babe?" Gerard swooped in for a kiss. "I hope it works."
Ray and Frank were shopping in the city, Gerard was in the darker shops around the hotel, and Bob and Mikey were just finishing making out. "So. I want you to tell me what's going on with Gerard. I don't like having spats and secrets."
Mikey leaned back. "Gerard and I just... Have a thing. We don t know why, but we need each other. We love each other. That s all it is."
"But you fucked him?" Bob asked. Mikey flinched.
"I didn't...fuck...him..." he said, straining the degrading slur for what was so much more. He was my first, Bob..." he sighed and covered his eyes with his arm.
Bob swallowed roughly. "So what was it?" Mikey sighed. "He was my first kiss, my first time. My first boyfriend. It is not 'fucking' its love. Just the emotion, an emotion that s grown so strong, that the only way to let it out is through touch."
"I think I'm gonna go get some air for a bit...I'm not mad at you, I'm far from it, actually." Bob said, grabbing his jacket and phone, quickly texting Gerard. 'Meet me in the hotel gift shop xo.' he said, and got a quick reply.
'See you in a bit x o.' Bob smiled and kissed Mikey s forehead. Mikey was bewildered. "What's going on? You ask me to tell you about this, then you run off?" Bob was halfway out the door. "Can you just trust me when I tell you that it's good?" Mikey nodded and went to go take a shower.
Bob met up with Gerard downstairs two minutes later, and when they saw each other they embraced and kissed. Bob took the black bag from Gerard and peeked in. "Oh you've certainly outdone yourself." he chuckled.
"What can I say? I know what Mikey likes."
Bob handed the bag back to his future lover and smiled. "So when are we gonna do this?" Gerard fingered a lock of his hair. "Sometime around... Eight maybe?" Bob nodded and kissed Gerard deeply. "Looking forward to it."
Dinner passed uneventfully, with everyone but Mikey returning to their laughing, smiling selves. He was still confused by Bob's actions. God, he needed to be fucked tonight...hard.
