"But that's all about, like, power strug--" Gerard stopped mid-word, blinking, and the events of the past couple weeks sort of did a mental hopscotch and he choked on his cigarette.
"Oh," he wheezed, and fuck, he was totally bright red right now, wasn't he, he could feel it. Wow, he hadn't even thought about it that way, about how it'd look for Gerard to shove Adam against a wall, growling and tugging back Adam's head to bare his throat. He hadn't -- Adam had a nice throat, long and lean and stubbled, and oh Merlin, Gerard had bit him, and this totally wasn't helping with the blushing at all.
Adam was, to be honest, really sort of ridiculously attractive, and now Gerard was never going to be able to look at him again, because holy fuck, what had Gerard been thinking? Why hadn't Mikey pointed it out? Mikey knew Gerard was an idiot! He was supposed to look out for Gerard with these kinds of things, dammit!
"Oh," Gerard coughed again, looking away, cheeks still hot. "Uh. Right, yeah. I can, um. See how that might upset you." Holy shit, he'd molested Adam. Gerard was such an asshole.