The problem with hair

The house was dark, and beams of sunlight danced through the open windows. The light brought with it the suffocating heat of high summer, rendering all of the house's occupants hot and sweaty. Despite the glaring heat, Frank and Gerard were cuddled close on the sofa, binge watching all the old seasons of friends. Both were happily fanning each other with paper they had found in the kitchen draw and laughing their asses off, quoting parts they remembered.

"God im so fucking hot!" Gerard moaned.

"Don't I know it" Frank smirked, winking in his direction. In response, Gerard only winked back before launching himself further into Frank's lap and kissing him on the head. Of course, it was at this precise moment Mikey decided to walk in.

"Hey guys, I just got a text from Pete about- OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING" He screamed when he reached the sofa.

"My dear brother, calm your tits, it's not like you walked in to find us fucking on the couch" Gerard mocked.

"'Cause you've totally not ruined that moment before..." Frank muttered.

"Well thank you for that lovely image in my mind" Mikey replied, Walking around the sofa and sitting between Frank and his brother, Pushing the happy couple apart. One hand stayed firmly clamped around his eyes to purposely avoid their gaze. "Anyway, there's a party at Pete's house to celebrate the release of their new 'Infinity on high' album, Wanna go?"

"Yes!" Frank said, at the same time as Gerard screamed " NO!"

"Oh come on Gee-bear! Am i gonna have to drag you with us?" Frank asked, crawling out of the position he'd been curled up in for the last 8 episodes.

"I will never get over that freaking nickname..." Mikey muttered leaving the room to get ready; He couldn't stand being around the 'Love birds' for too long without wanting to kill Frank.

"Come on Gee, Let's go get ready. I need to find my eyeliner." Frank said, grabbing Gerard's arm and attempting to pull him upright. This failed miserably, and resulted in Gerard laying on top of Frank, pinning him to the sofa. "No socialising" He cried. He bent down and kissed Frank straight on the lips.

"Frankie why can't you stay with me! We could have a lot more fun. If you know what I mean." Gerard continued with a wink.

"It's intriguing, but i don't want your brother walking in on us... Again... For like the fifteenth time"

"So you're going to the party then? Its wont be that fun without moi" Gerard said batting his eyes like a damsel looking at her savior prince.

"You know I can't say no to that face... But come on! It's a party! We can't not go! Therefore you are coming with us." Frank grabbed Gerard's arm once more and tried his hardest to raise him, but alas, it was like raising a dead man from his grave. Gerard pulled a blanket over his face and rolled into the sofa repeating the phrase "No! No socialisation!"

"Fine! I give up. I'm just gonna fucking leave you bitch." As he left, he could have swore he heard Gerard shout "I'll be your bitch if you stay" before he exited the room to get himself ready.

Gerard laid on the sofa in the same position long after the front door had slammed shut. It had made the house very weirdly quiet, and Gerard appreciated having the house to himself every now and then.

He decided to go and make some coffee, that always made him feel alert, and being alert is important when you're in the house on your own. He also reached up onto the top of the cupboard, carefully climbing on the correct cupboards to make himself taller. This was where his brother always hid EVERYTHING! From chocolate to Ray's abundance of waffle mixture that had to be hidden. He took a couple of Kit Kats and a packet of red vines. Then he regained his position on the sofa and proceeded to watch 4 more episodes of Friends.