Gerard was laying in your bed, squirming like a huge worm and grunting like someone was physically hitting him.

“Jesus, why do you even have so many plushies? How can you sleep like this? I have some little fuckers eye digging into my back. I’m losing my mind over here baby.” He grumbles, finally finding the one that was annoying him and throwing it across the room.

Gerard supports your overspending tendencies, hell, sometimes he even buys things for you. But when he’s over at your house, he gets a real hatred for the little shits.

“If I didn’t love you so much, I would grow all of these away when you were distracted, be grateful you have such an amazing boyfriend.” He grins and leans over to kiss the corner of your mouth, wrapping an arm around your waist.