#d:gerry

[bluejeanbaby]

Auggie never really thought he’d settle down with another musician. He supposed he’d dreamt of a big mechanic, or welder, or something.  He definitely never imagined having a certifiable rockstar curled up in his apartment in New Jersey.  Yet here Gerry was, day after day, and Auggie was enamoured. With a little smile he rolled onto his stomach, smiling over to the Englishman. “Are you done sleeping yet?” he teased sweetly, leaning in to kiss along the man’s jaw gently. “I can’t be wasting my day off sleeping.” he continued teasing as he cuddled up to Gerry.

@fckinmuses​

[bluejeanbaby]

Alfie wasn’t exactly sure how long he had been lying in bed. It could have been minutes, hours, weeks. Still there was a grin spread wide over his lips as he melted into the bed and stared at the ceiling. He knew he had to get ready for a fancy dress party, but heroin was so much more fun.  He finally came to when he felt his husband wiggling his foot. “What are we even dressing up as again?” he complained quietly rubbing a hand over his pale face as he sat up. “You don’t want to just stay home and cuddle and watch a spooky movie?” he complained as he held his arms out. “I mean it’s our first night together in weeks, isn’t it?” he complained to the taller man.

@fckinmuses​

[bluejeanbaby]

Alfie: Don't kill me.

Alfie: Since we agreed we can't have kids, I'm getting us a dog.

[bluejeanbaby]

Alfie rather enjoyed seeing his husband in concert. He couldn’t help but love the rush of adrenaline that came from being in a crowd, especially the mosh pit. But it was different seeing Gerry. He wasn’t sure if it was because his husband was just that amazing a musician or because he knew he was probably going to get fucked in the tour bus after. Either way, the entire night he couldn’t help but scream along to the music and dance along the mosh pit. Thankfully since his hair cut he hadn’t really been recognized as much and had been able to be incognito most of the night. As the concert drew to a close, he made his way up to get back stage. Gerry had barely gotten off the stage before the adrenaline high Alfie playfully grabbed at the bandanna wrapped around the man’s thigh to try and pull him closer, a matching bandanna wrapped around his neck. “You were fucking brilliant up there.” the slightly drunk man grinned as he leaned onto his toes, even puckering his lips some.

[bluejeanbaby]

Alfie huffed as he made it home from the gym, quickly dropping his duffle on the ground and huffing as he caught his breath. “Why are the stairs up here so much worse after working out?” he whined outloud unsure if his husband had heard him or if he was just speaking to the dogs again. Still in his tank top and basketball shorts he tossed himself onto the couch and whined again. “Gerry if you’re here can you make me food?” he asked out into the quiet apartment. “And if you’re not here, can one of the ghosts do it?” 

[bluejeanbaby]

Alfie always acted as if he hated these type of functions. Honestly he wasn’t a huge fan of the red carpets and assigned seating, but with his husband present he was a little more compliant about it now. Once they were inside he sighed and stuffed his hand into Gerry’s back pocket as they looked around the large circle of tables. “Do we have to stay the whole time?” he asked. He lifted his sunglasses from his eyes to try and focus on the tables to try and see exactly where their table was. “Hopefully they didn’t put us with anyone we hate. If I hear another balding joke, I’ll go berserk.”