Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Frerard (fluff/smut)

Gerard's pov

I sat on the stairs of my backyard as I smoked weed. I brought it to my lips as I closed my eyes, I hadn't smoked in awhile. I looked down at the empty sketchbook, feeling slightly disappointed in myself. I'd spent the past few hours trying to think of lyrics for a new song, but it's so frustrating. I've spent countless sleepless nights trying to work on a new album, but I'm so tired. I sighed as I put the cigarette down and picked up my empty cup. I dragged myself to the kitchen to get my 5th cup of coffee, hoping it'd help me stay awake. I rub my eyes as I waited for the cup to refill. I was startled when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, but was too tired to react. "Gerard.." he said in a soft voice as he pulled me into his arms and lifted my chin to look at him. His eyes softened as he cupped my face. I looked away, grabbing the coffee. Before I could take a sip, Frank carefully took it from me and placed it back on the table. "Baby no, look at you. You're more tired than ever, please just come to bed with me.." "You know I can't I have to write the new album-" "Gerard." He said in a stern tone. Was he mad at me? I didn't know what to say or how to react and just broke down, crying. "I... I'm sorry.." I quavered, covering my face with my arms. I sobbed uncontrollably as I my legs began shaking and I crouched on the floor crying. Frank quickly knelt down and hugged me tightly, gently pushing my arms down. I couldn't even hug him back or do anything, and just cried in his arms. He didn't say anything as I just kept crying. I couldn't even speak normally and just gasped for air once in awhile as I ranted about everything. He didn't say anything and just patted my head, holding me in his arms tightly the whole time. He hugged me tighter everytime I stopped to try and catch my breath, letting me know he was listening and that it was okay. He just kept holding me in his arms, never letting me go. I continued on crying for what felt like forever as he wiped my tears away, no matter how much I kept crying. I just couldn't stop the tears from coming, but he just kept wiping them. I sniffled and even coughed a little as I tried to calm down, resting my head on his shoulder. I finally had the strength to hug him back, feeling him kiss my head. He ran his fingers through my hair, stroking it as I slowly calmed down.

Just then, something fell out of my pocket. I was going to grab it, but Frank already picked it up. I could see the slight disappointment in his eyes as he realized it was weed. He let out a small sigh before shoving it into his pocket, refusing to look at me in the eyes. He didn't say anything and just hugged me again, his fingertips running through my hair. "I'm sorry.." I sniffled, hugging him tighter than he was hugging me. "It's okay baby, it's okay. I understand. It's okay," he kept repeated as he kissed my cheek, putting my head on his shoulder. His hands slid down and he picked me up, causing me to instinctively hold onto him tightly. He slowly picked up the cup of coffee before walking to our backyard. He set the drink down before carefully putting me down, sitting next to me. He picked up my unfinished cigarette and continued to smoke it as I took a small sip of coffee. It was already cold, but I didn't even care. I rested my head on his shoulder as he held my hand, kissing my head before leaning on it. We passed the cigarette to each other after every minute, neither of us saying anything. I looked down at the empty sketchbook, but he quickly took it and closed it, putting it aside. I looked away, but he lifted my chin up to face him again. He butted the cigarette before grabbing my face, connecting our lips within a split second. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulled away as we smiled at each other. We stared into each others eyes for a minute before kissing again.

Frank's pov

I slipped my tongue into his mouth, catching him off guard. His muffled whimper made me crave him more, my tongue exploring every inch of his mouth. The taste of coffee was all around, but I didn't care. I could feel him move and wrap his legs around me as I slowly started moving closer until he was laying down. Finally, I pulled away, licking my lips. I gently pinned his wrists over his head before kissing him again. "I can give you something much more effective than any drug can do.. and it can last alllll night~.." "you're my drug, and I'm sooooo fuckin high," he chuckled as he pulled me down to kiss him. "Why don't we head back to our room?" "Is that even a question?" I picked him up and slowly stood up before walking to our room. I bit my lip, realizing Gerard used his teeth to pull my shirt down slightly before kissing and licking my shoulder. I small groan escaped my lips as he bit the same spot, causing me to push him up slightly. He dug his head into my shoulder, giggling while shaking his head. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was definitely enjoying this. I lightly pushed him onto our bed, immediately crawling ontop of him. I smirked as I pinned him down, "Get ready for the night of your fucking life baby"