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alfierowley:

“Oi you cunt. You know what. That’s it  yer gettin’ fucked.  Yer not gonna be able to stand up straight for a week.” Alfie teased him, giggling as the pushed at each other.  Alfie whined as Grald made fun of him. “You’re so meeeaaan.” he whined. “It’s not my fault I don’t have your cute fuckin’ face kay? I had to come up with something better than Oasislover69, Ger.” he grumbled, even nipping at the taller man’s shoulder.

“He won’t be throwin’ fits. I already get him all the  toys I can. He’s a good boy. He wouldn’t want your stinky shoes anyway.” Alfie said, sticking his tongue out at the man as he stayed cuddled up with his pup. “Boy! How dare you. I was born and raised in England. I am English. I’ll beat your ass, you scouse. Better watch yerself, la.” he stuck his tongue out at the man.  He laughed as Gerry complained and held up his hand. “Hey, well. You could always give me a one hand massage.” he winked, though it ended up looking like he had a stroke for a moment. He playfully wiggled his hips against Gerald’s and chuckled as he leaned up to kiss him again a few more times. “I love you.” He murmured, biting at his lip. 

“Gettin’ fucked by a boy in a dress, now that’s somethin’ I’ve never had before. Guess there’s a first for everythin’, huh?” Gerald asked and waggled his brows playfully at the boy. As he started whining, Gerald reached up and pinched his cheek just a little bit. “Treat ‘em mean, keep ‘em keen, yeah?” he asked and gave the boy a little grin. “Uh, I’ll have you know that name changed for me like a year ago. I was GoldStarBottom69 thank you very much,” he said in a matter of fact tone of voice before the boy nipped at his shoulder. “And shut up, your face is fuckin’ beautiful,” he said truthfully. 

“Stinky? Excuse you, but my shoes smell like I’m walkin’ on fuckin’ daisies!” Gerald tried to protest, but even he knew that shoes weren’t the most pleasant of things, but they weren’t awful. Gerald started laughing again as Alfie seemed to get offended that the older man had said he weren’t English, it was just cute seeing the younger of the pair getting all riled up over dumb things, he was just too damn cute when he was getting mad. And Gerald usually pissed him off, or teased him until he got all mad on purpose just so he could see his little face get all serious. “Ya don’t scare me ya weaklin’,” Gerald pointed out. And then Alfred’s wink came and Gerald had a loud laugh. “Oh my god, are you alright? Did you get some fuckin’ brain damage whilst I was gone?” he asked as he ran his hand over the boy’s cheek. Kissing Alfie back each time with a smile, Gerald said, “I love you too, ya little punk,” kissing him one more time before pulling away. “C’mon ya little thing,” he said and grabbed Alf’s hand leading them out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. After arriving, Gerald took it upon himself to start the bath for the two of them, turning around to Alfie, hands resting on the boy’s hips and thumbs rolling over the dress fabric as he said, “I’m beggin’ ya, don’t make a mess like a little child.”

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“Ya know,” Gerald started off before taking a sip of his tea. “I’ve always wondered if Katy Perry got her lyric ‘Do you ever feel like a plastic bag’ from Firework because a bag flew into her face. And she just got pissed and said ‘I’m gonna write this in a song!’“

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alfierowley:

Alfie let out a screech laugh at that as he shoved harshly at Gerald. “You cunt. I hate you , you know. Yer mum didn’t complain nearly as much as you did . Maybe you’re the problem.” he continued teasing giving him another push at his leg. he ate along with Gerry, finishing most of his food and beginning to open his beer. He rolled his eyes and blushed at the comment about his hair. “I hate you. I this a call back? Is that what this is? Because listen I think that Aly Lavender was a good grindr name, and I’ll fight you.” he chuckled “I just lie lavender, sue me.”

Alfie nodded quickly. “He was. Definitely.” Alfie nodded quickly before smiling and looking down as well to see Frankie sitting there looking  like a muppet more than anything.  “You’re so dumb.” he laughed at the dog as he reached down to rub behind his ear.  After Franklin ate his fries Alfie scooped the large dog up into his lap, cuddling him as if he was a toddler. Thankfully the boy was nice enough he didn’t even try to eat the food from the table. Alfie quickly finished his, Frank catching the dropping tomatoes from his whopper. “I know I ain’t gotta thank ya, but I will because it’s the polite thing to do. We’re English God damn it.” he laughed.  Alfie couldn’t help but blush at the idea of a bath. “That’s pretty intimate, no?” he teased quietly. ”I mean…hair braiding, wow.” he smiled some before nodding, his cheeks still a bright red.  “I’d like that, but just know I’m antsy as shit and I’m gonna cuddle you and get water everywhere.” he reminded, finally putting down Franklin so he could help cleaning up the last of everything before he gave Gerald a greasy kiss. “Now I hope I’m getting a back massage out of this too.” he teased.

Gerald found himself laughing right along with Alfie as the other shoved him, which only caused him to laugh more. “Me mum ain’t had none in years, anythin’ll do,” Gerald said with a cheeky grin following after. “Aly fuckin’ Lavender,” Gerald repeated and started cackling as he placed a hand over his face as if to stop himself, but he just couldn’t. Alfred certainly did a bunch of wild things but this one was taking the cake so far. “God, you’re so dumb,” he said in between his laughing fit.

After Gerald finally stopped laughing and the two of them were eating once more, he couldn’t help but shake his head as Alfie picked the massive dog up like he was just a baby, the dog was nearly as long as Alfie was and he couldn’t help but to grin. “You’re gonna spoil him! And before you know it he’ll be throwin’ fits if we’re not buyin’ him the latest toys. And if he starts eatin’ my shoes ‘cause of this, I’m tossin’ your’s away,” Gerald playfully warned. Then Alfie mentioned being English so they had to be polite, and without even thinking Gerald said, “Well, some of us are English anyway.” As Gerald cleaned up some more, he looked over at Alfie and shrugged. “Well, yeah. But I need a bath, I’ve worked and smell like fuckin’ coffee. And I’m sure you need a shower ‘cause I can smell ya from over here,” he said with a little grin. “So we can just save the planet, share water. And that’s what a towel and mop is for, innit? Just don’t go crazy and flood our place like the fuckin’ Titanic,” Gerald said as he washed his hands at the sink, just to get the extra grease off. Kissing the boy back, Gerald pouted as he mentioned a massage and held up his hand, “Alfie, I can’t, I’m injured,” he whined before grabbing a paper towel and dried his hands, only to hold the injured one up after. 

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alfierowley:

“Wow, rude.  I could take over your ass in a second you’re just lucky I’m a bottom bitch.” Alfie said with a big smile before he leaned in to kis gerald yet again. Since their little confessions he couldn’t seem to stop. He was always pecking the man whenever he cold. It just felt right even if he was sad. “I think I should get a pink wig. Anything but red really. God I’m ugly as a ginge.” he laughed quietly.

 Alfie smiled some as he watched the man feed Franklin.  “You know….he was talking to me today.” he said, nodding to the pup. “And he said he absolutely loves you and that he’s so sorry you thought he was being rude.” he alfie promised with a waggle of his brows and a soft laugh. “He was sweet today, it’s like he knows something’s up.” he hummed. “I dunno, mum’s ignorin’ me lately…and Felix is a poop.” he hummed, watching Gerald for a moment as he ate.  “Thank you for the ice cream and everything. This is all really sweet.” he admitted quietly. “I’m… I’m glad I have you, and I’m sorry I’m just…a mess.” he shrugged.

Gerald smiled as their lips met and after they parted again he said, “You’re right, super lucky. I know your topping skills aren’t all that great from experience,” the older man said and gave the boy a quick wink before he grabbed his burger and started eating again. Not actually realizing how hungry he had been during work. “Pink hm?” Gerald asked with food shoved to the side of his mouth. Looking Alfie over as if he were trying to picture him with a pink wig of the sorts. Swallowing he then said, “I could see pink, perhaps lavender to bring out yer lil doe eyes.” 

“Oh has he?” Gerald started before he continued to eat as Alfie told him about this so called conversation between him and Franklin. Looking down at the dog for a moment he grinned a bit as the dopey thing was looking right back at him. “Well,” Gerald started off and looked up to Alfred just in time to see those brows waggling which got a giggle out of him. Looking back at the dog at his feet, Gerald said, “I suppose I can accept the apology.” He handed the dog another French fry and then went back to eating, nodding his head once as Alfie spoke again. “You don’t have to thank me ya know?” he said as he stuffed another fry into his mouth and downed it with the Corona on the table. “I like doin’ these things for ya. And you’ve nothin’ to be sorry over or anythin’ to be apologizin’ about. I love you the way you are, messy and all,” the man said and to further his point he leaned up and pressed a kiss to the boy’s lips and sat back. “Besides,” he said and dusted off his hands as he finished up his meal. “It’s the least I could do since ya didn’t kick me out after scarin’ ya when I came back, yeah?” he asked as he started cleaning up the table and tossing the trash away. “After you’re done, how about we take a bath? I’ll even wash your hair for ya and braid it so it’ll be cute and wavy in the mornin’.”

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noahmercxr:

“Stop that,” Noah halfheartedly complained as the other male turned the cookie over and over, as if to inspect it, “You’re making me feel like I’m on one of those shows where Gordon Ramsay is going to suddenly appear and berate me for being an idiot — And, I mean, he wouldn’t be wrong.” Watching for a reaction all too closely, he frowned when Gerry gave his final critique, insulting raisin cookies in the process. “I like raisin cookies,” Noah tried to argue, quickly giving up within moments and shoving half the batch straight in the trash. “Yeah, no— They’re horrible, admit it. And here I thought I was improving… Not even Betty Crocker could save me.”

“Spoiler, I’m Gordon and this is all a disguise,” Gerald said, trying to keep a straight face but he wound up giggling and grinning ear to ear not even a moment after that came out of his mouth. Gerald, even though he hated raisin cookies, did continue to eat the little treat so the boy wouldn’t feel too bad about the accident with these. “They’re not bad! Just a little crunchy, but some people are into hard cookies,” Gerald said and shrugged a little bit. “Probably not, but I could probably help ya. Me brother, he’s a fuckin’ professional at makin’ the best cookies you’ll ever put in yer mouth. I’ve seen what he’s done a few times and I got the gist of it. If you want help, that is.”

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alfierowley:

“Aww, but isn’t it like a prison here already. You’re my bitch.” Alfie smiled at him, pecking at his cheek. He frowned as Gerry rubbed at the side of his head. “Well good thing you said you’d still love me if I was an egghead, huh?” he teased softly, before he sighed and put the brush down, watching his lover for a long moment as he grabbed some more food  for himself, munching. 

He leaned in as his forehead was kissed, reaching up to hold at Gerry’s wrists. “I promise I’m not trying to be difficult.” He whispered, watching him with wide eyes.  “And I ….I hear what you’re saying but it’s so hard to just believe it, you know?” he whispered. “I have a million things proving other wise and I just…I dunno.” he whispered before he leaned p to kiss at Gerr’s lips softly. “It’s easier pretending I’m not so sad and fucked up.” he admitted.  He gave him another kiss before he finally moved to sit in his won seat, Franklin quickly curling up on his feet.  He looked up form his food as Ger began speaking again. He shrugged and bit at his lip. “I mean I said what was bothering me. I don’t know what else there is to  say.” he shrugged. “Everything just sucks, and I have no faily. ‘Sides you but it’s different because you’re not family. You’re just…mine.” he shrugged, not sure how much sense he was making.

“In your dreams perhaps,” Gerald replied back with a brow cocked up as he said it. Last he checked he was the top first, so that definitely made Alfie his bitch if anything, right? “We’ll find you a nice wig, ya know in case I hate it,” Gerald teased softly. But he had been true to his word - even if Alfie did have some egghead underneath all of that hair, he’d still love him - make fun of him, sure. But it’d be with love. 

Gerald looked the boy in his eyes as he felt him grabbing onto his wrists, listening as he whispered to him with a single nod to follow. He could understand wanting to pretend to be okay and not sad, Gerald did it all the time - whenever he was sad anyway. Kissing him back with each peck, Gerald simply said before he moved, “You could always start provin’ that you’re better than what you think, with baby steps and all,” he whispered. And then Alfie was in his own seat and Franklin had joined them. Looking down at the big beast resting at Alfie’s feet, Gerald gave in and slipped him a fry so that maybe the damn dog could see he was trying to be nice to him and even gave him a little pat on the head. “You got family,” Gerald started. “I mean, I know you and yer mum don’t get along all the time, but even when she’s kinda bein’ a twat she’s still there and you got her, and she’s got you. And even if you hate him, there’s Felix. I’d trade him for a tic-tac, but he’s not all that awful.”

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Text @ matilda

Matilda: I think you did, bucko. you talk about strange shit

Gerry: It's not that weird. Someone said that I sounded like one, I was trying to get the opinion of someone who knew me to compare.

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Text @ matilda

Matilda: what on Earth are you talking about?

Gerry: I think I've sent this to the wrong person, sorry!

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noahmercxr:

“It’s horrible, isn’t it? Be honest,” Noah, as severely deficient in culinary skills as ever, insisted just moments after offering what should be a raisin oatmeal cookie to his companion. Even at first glance, one could tell it was at least slightly burned. The taste, however, was still a mystery. Noah himself didn’t even dare to try yet — Who knew what could possibly be going on in the inside when the outside hardly looked appetizing to begin with. “I’m rubbish at this,” He grumbled, only showing a sliver of discouragement, “This is exactly why the closest I ever get to proper cooking is microwaving popcorn.”

The last time Gerald even had a cookie was during his little vacation when he went to visit his brother, which had been weeks ago now. And it was only because the older man was insisting on finding the right cookie to send to someone, little did he know the someone was a person who lived in Manhattan as well. Looking over the treat that was offered, Gerald picked it up, flipping it side to side, upside down and right side up to inspect it. “Well,” Gerald started off before taking a little bite of it and made a face. He chewed it and swallowed just to give the boy the benefit of the doubt that it was still edible. “For starters, no one likes raisin cookies,” he said and chuckled softly after. “They’re not bricks? So that’s somethin’, innit?”

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alfierowley:

“Ugh, yer such a bad lover. You’re suppose to give me everything I want, even if it hurts you in the process.” Alfie sai with a cheeky smile before he rolld his yes some at Gerald.  “Well good I hope he feels bad. But I’m not letting him into my life. I mean I don’t need him. I don’t need that stress my life sucks ass enough as is. No offence. You’re the only good thing about my life.” he laughed, rubbing at the back of his head,  grunting as he felt a knot in his fluffy hair. He disappeared for a moment to get a brush before he came back out. It became more apparent how anic he was feeling just by how roughly he continued to brush at the patch of hair.

He only stopped at the other’s words, giving a laugh. “Right.” he chuckled. “Pinky promise or not. Karma’s got it out for me. I swear. Watch I’ll finally do something wrong, you’ll see. “ he whispered  as he watched him, his eyes really beginning to water then.  He rubbed hard at the as he listened to Gerry’s serious tone.  He stayed silent just letting the other talk before he looked up to him broke as ever. “I wish that….that this would help. Maybe if I’m normal it would, yeah?” he said shakily. “I hear you and I know you’re trying to help Gerry, but it doesn’t work.” H breathed. “Words are words. Words are stupid.”  he sighed  as he pulled away again. “We should just eat yeah?” he asked with a sniffle, eager to get back into his shell. 

“Not so much that it’d hurt me, more like I wouldn’t last in prison without being made into Bubba’s prison wife,” Gerald teased, giving Alfie a little kiss on the cheek after he said it. Of course if anything happened to Alfie Gerald would be a complete wreck, and he didn’t want to think about being without him right now. Gerald sighed when Alfie got himself up and walked away, taking this time to drink a good amount of beer from his bottle before pushing it aside, taking a bite from his burger and then wiped his mouth when the boy came back. Chewing and swallowing it, he watched Alfie roughly brushing at his hair and Gerry said simply, and in a soft spoken voice, “You’re gonna rip your hair out like that you know.” and smoothed his hand over the side of his head he weren’t brushing at. 

Gerald wished that there was something that he could do to make Alfie realize he wasn’t all that awful because he wasn’t - and he hated that people made him feel like he were anything but amazing. He had no doubts that Alfie would mess up sooner or later, or that he’d make Gerald angry or irritated, but they’d been through that plenty of times and Gerald hadn’t left him yet. Hadn’t planned on it, but it was like what he was saying just wasn’t sticking with Alfie at all. And the look on his lover’s face made him frown as he saw just how broken he actually looked. Placing his hands on each side of his face, Gerald pressed a kiss to the boy’s forehead, letting his lips linger for just a few moments before he pulled back enough to just look at him. “No one wants to be normal, it’s borin’,” Gerald tried to reason. “Right, food,” Gerald mumbled. He didn’t want to leave Alfie upset, but really what could he do when the boy clearly just wasn’t going to listen to him? Picking up a fry, Gerald placed it in his own mouth and said, “I know you think words are dumb, but they ain’t. And if you wanna talk about it more, I’ve got two ears that work. If not well, that’s on you. But the offer’s out there.”

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alfierowley:

Alfie snorted at him and reached out to playfully smack at him. “I love you.” he joked with a big smile before he leaned in to kiss his lips softly.  He relaxed on the other’s lap, rolling his eyes some at him as he curled up.  “Nah, I don’t want tea, I want death.” he reminded, leaning in to peck at Gerry’s nose before sighing as he watched him. “I dunno.” he shrugged. “So I met the bastard, right? All I wanted to do was let him know I exist. And he just..tried to give me money and then he made fun of connie for being trans and I just…went off. And that’s what happened and I got carried out by security and now he’s texting me. Wanting to take me to lunch. And I just…I don’t get it.” he admitted, throwing his hands up some. “I don’t get why I am so fucking undesirable to everyone, you know? Like what the fuck am I doing wrong?” Al rambled.  “I just….I hate myself, you know? I’m so stupid I can’t even figure out why everyone hates me.  That’s fucking sad.” he said as he got up, rubbing his hands over his face harshly, leaving red streaks. “And then my mom won’t talk to me, and now I know I’ve done something wrong there and everyone hates e and one day you’re gonna hate me too you know. You will.  I’m just warning you now.” h said, putting his hands on his hips. “I can’t trust anyone to stay, and I can’t blame them for laving. I mean look at me now I can’t shut up.” he sighed, finally dropping his hands to grab a French fry, as the first few tears began dropping , just making him more agitated. “Wow see, talking helped me so fucking much, huh?” 

“Well, I ain’t givin’ ya death, so suck it up,” Gerald said with a little chuckle. Gerald continued munching on his fries whilst Alfie spoke about what happened with his father and when he heard that he’d made fun of Connie for being trans, and Alfie was taken out by security, it just made Gerald’s blood boil. He definitely sounded like a true cunt. “I dunno what he’s wanting from you, maybe - and I am saying maybe - he feels like a true asshole for how things went down between the two of you and he just wants to talk.” Gerald suggested. Though he definitely didn’t deserve Alfie’s time, not with hearing what actually happened between the two of them and Gerald couldn’t say that he’d be willing to go see his father after something like that, but he’d just go just to see what bullshit would come from him. Hearing the way Alfie spoke about himself broke Gerald’s heart, he hated knowing that Alfie felt this way, that he truly felt like he wasn’t good enough for anyone when that wasn’t the case at all. Sure Gerald wasn’t able to speak for everyone but he did say, 

“Hey, stop. I’ve been here for nearly twelve years now, yeah. I ain’t goin’ nowhere, I pinky swore that to ya and I take that a bit seriously,” Gerald said and as much as he knew Alfie hated his serious tone, it was playing and rolling off his tongue with each word that came from him. “I just don’t think you’ve had the right people in your life, so they keep runnin’. I’m not sayin’ this because I love ya, you know I’d be honest at any given time, yeah?” he asked as he brushed his fingers along Alfie’s face, wiping away the tears as best he could. “You’re a great person ya know, whether you take what I’m sayin’ seriously or not is on you. But, I’ve had people come in and out me life all the time and I just didn’t care, but ya know, I think if we were ever to part ways I’d just be a fuckin’ wreck. I’ve always felt real lucky to have ya in me life, always and that means even when you’re bein’ a right dick,” Gerald said and offered the boy a small smile. “I think anyone that gets to meet you and have you around, even for just a little bit, is fuckin’ lucky. And I hate that you feel like that about yourself, I really do ‘cause I don’t like ya just hating everything and bein’ sad ‘cause you deserve to feel better than that. You’re a fucking diamond in the rough, and I wish you could see that like I see it.”

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alfierowley:

“Is that a fat joke?” Alfie asked with a playful smile as he looked over to Gerry. He hated being a spoilsport. Sure he could be feisty but Alfred really tried his best not to cry, especially not in front of Gerry, hence him running into the bathroom last time. He didn’t like seeming weak, so it was best not to talk. Though he had to admit, Gerald made it hard not to open up to him, what with the kisses to his nose and the beer.  “That means ya love it.” he chuckled. He did enjoy the dress, but at this point he just wanted to sit in his underwear and stuff his face.  Alfie looked at the little scar and pouted before he leaned in to give it the tiniest kiss. “You definitely won against the hot milk. I mean you’re not the one that got digested.” he teased, before his smile fell some at the offer. He carefully sat down on the other’s knee, easily resting his head against the man’s shoulder as he stole his beer, rather than drinking his own and sipped at it. “I dunno.” he shrugged, looking down. “My dad found my number.” he murmured. “But it’s alright. I mean I blocked him. It’s just stupid, you know? I can’t let a stranger get me depressed, right?” he said forcing a smile. “It’s nothing a cuppa wouldn’t fix, but….I guess beer works too.” he shrugged, handing Gerry his drink back. “But really I don’t wanna talk about it, because I will cry.” he shrugged.

“Ya caught me,” Gerald said and held a hand up as if he were surrendering. As if Alfie really needed to be told that Gerald loved the way he looked again, Gerald fucking adored him just the way he was. He thought he was the most beautiful boy he’d ever laid his eyes on, even with his gross gelled back hair. Gerald smiled as Alfie kissed his little blister, thanking him softly before he snorted a bit at his comment. “Ya have a point, though who knows. I could be into that,” he teased. Once Alfie was sat on his knee, Gerald rummaged through the Burger King bag and set the food on the table, taking it upon himself to munch on a couple of fries as Alfie spoke - not wanting to be completely rude. With his free hand that wasn’t covered in salt and grease, Gerald brushed his fingers against Alfie’s hair, just letting the other speak, letting him get what he needed to off his chest. But he wasn’t really doing that. Frowning some, Gerald wiped his greasy fingers on the napkin that was given with the food and then took his beer from Alfie when he handed it over. “I could make ya one, all ya gotta do is ask, Alfie,” he reminded him before taking a sip from the bottle and putting it back down on the table. “And as far as yer dad goes, I know ya don’t wanna talk about it but maybe you should. I dunno what happened with the two of ya whilst I was home, I don’t know if I wanna know by the sounds of the way yer talkin’. But, I don’t want you to feel like ya have to keep thing bottled up. You can talk to me, I promise I’ll only make fun of you a little bit if you cry,” the older man said, completely joking. Giving the side of his head a peck, Gerald went back to combing his fingers in the boy’s hair, not meaning anything other than he wanted the other boy to relax. “Like I said time and time again, I’m here for ya. No matter what.”

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alfierowley:

Alfie wasn’t sure why he was so in the dumps. He supposed it had something to do with his mom not returning his phone calls, or a text from his dad, but he was going to ignore that. He had Gerry to distract him so what else mattered.  He almost got up when he heard the door open, but he found himself too entangled with Frankie to even attempt it. Still he smiled up at the lanky man as he entered. “Hi you.” he murmured as he finally sat up, stealing a peck from his lips before he used the man to pull himself up from the bed. “I just want french fries and a big hug.” he admitted before rubbing over his eyes.  “Just ignore me, I think I had too much valium.” he laughed as he laced his finger with Gerry’s and walked with him to the kitchen. “So you like the dress huh?” he asked with a laugh as he played with the floral fabric.  Once in the kitchen he lit up one of his organic cigarettes  and began digging through the bags. “How was work?”

“Kinda hard to ignore ya when you’re right here,” Gerald pointed out - though he meant nothing of it, he’d rather have Alfie there and coming to him about what was going on rather than doing what he did himself and keep it all bottled up. Once they were in the kitchen, Gerald placed his hands on either side of Alfie’s face and peppered his cheeks with kisses, his nose, and to each of his eyelids before he went to the fridge and grabbed the two of them a beer. At Alf’s question, he turned to look at him as he was still in front of their fridge and grinned at him. “I’m not gonna say anythin’ because you’ll just use it against me later,” he said and then turned back to the beers he was after. Pulling them out and popping the caps on them, he turned his head to look over his shoulder, “I will say though, you do look rather cute in floral,” he said and offered a little wink that was more like a blink before moving to the dining room table to put the beers on the table and he took a seat. “Fuckin’ chaos, I don’t think I’ve made so many cups of coffee in my entire months or so workin’ there. I smell like a coffee bean and look!” he said and held up his hand where he had scalded it with hot milk today. “I got me first fuckin’ battle scar from there, makes me feel like I’ve won a battle,” he said with a chuckle to follow after. “Talk to me though,” he said and then took a sip from his beer. “I don’t like ya all blue, tell me what’s on your mind,” he said and patted his knee as if he were offering a spot for Alfie to sit.

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where is love, there it is | alf & ger

After leaving the coffee shop for the night, Gerald was making his way down to the closest little grocery store that wouldn’t be miles and miles away, he could have gotten a cab or an Uber, but he needed the fresh air. After being stuck inside a building for hours serving hot beverages all day, being outside was like being given the gift of life all over again. However, he knew that he couldn’t take all night to get everything, he did want to get home to Alfie and make him feel a little bit better. He could understand being homesick, that’s why he’d gone back to see his mother a few weeks ago, New York was so busy and chaotic and while in Liverpool - it was as if everything just calmed down and it was a big refresher. Something he definitely needed. After he grabbed the ice cream, along with everything to make sundaes - bananas, syrups, whipped cream, cherries, sprinkles, all of it - Gerald did call an Uber to get him to Burger King and back home. It didn’t take too long and Gerald was arriving to the apartment, with bags in hands, he worked his hands around them and opened the door - to only be greeted by a loud bark. “Oh knock it off, it’s just me for fucks sake!” Gerald called out as he made his way into the kitchen to put everything away. After he had, he made his way to the bedroom area of the little apartment and greeted Alfie with a little peck on the cheek. “Dinner’s here, and dessert - but dessert is sounding a bit more appetizing if I’m being honest,” the older man said with a soft smile as he scratched Franklin on the head. “So, c’mon, get up ya lazy cunt, let’s eat.”

@alfierowley

[gerrywilliamsnyc]

Text @ The Buttler

Alfie: :* :* :*

Alfie: i love you to the moon and back and i'll see you soon, nugget

Gerry: i love you too, shithead. i'll see you in a bit xx

[gerrywilliamsnyc]

Text @ The Buttler

Alfie: :o wow im shook i wanna hear the story

Alfie: im sorry im a meanie i do it out of love

Alfie: i'll give u good snuggles when yu get here

Gerry: not happening

Gerry: i think ur lying and u just do it to be mean :(

Gerry: i'll be there shortly though xx