Frerard One-Shots

Even In Arms Length, We Still Reach

|A/N: Frank's a mechanic and him and Gee are married, It's just fluff and kind of angsty and sadness. But Gee's pronouns in this are she, it's kind of different from my last fics but only bc of the pronouns. Gee is trigender.|

"Frankie? Baby?" Gee called out around the house trying to look for her husband so she walked to the garage knowing that's most likely where he'd be. "There you are, I-" Gee's breath hitched and she almost dropped her car keys, she has never seen something so attractive.

Frank was working on a car, flannel sleeves pushed up around his elbows, his white wifebeater showing off the tattoos that aren't covered, oil on his hands, neck, and maybe a little on his face, his ripped jeans showing off his fucking knees, hand, arm, and leg tattoos on display, converse sticking out from underneath his jeans. Holy shit.

"Fuck, babe. Don't scare me like that." She finally snapped out of reality after hearing Frank's voice. "Well, don't look so fucking hot and I won't scare you." Frank just laughed, he knew Gee got turned on way too easily when it came to him. Literally, even if Frank was making breakfast and he moved a certain way, Gee would get turned on. "You're not so bad yourself, sweetheart. I mean it's not everyday I get to see you in that skirt, you're pretty sexy babydoll." Okay, so Frank had a point. Shut up about it.

"Well you're hotter than me, so you win fair game." She shrugged and strutted, I mean literally strutted, over to the chairs they have in their garage, and pulled out a cigarette from her garter belt. She lit it up, putting it between her lips and blowing smoke out of the side of her mouth. Frank always says that's the prettiest thing he has ever seen. "I don't think I compare with you pumpkin, because hey, you're fucking beautiful honey."

"Whatever. So are you, shut up." Frank giggled at his wife and resumed his mechanical problems. "I'm kinda hungry, wanna grab a bite to eat?" Frank put down his wrenches and walked over to Gee. "Well, hold on a sec. I actually planned a picnic for us. We can take the Harley too. It's a nice day out, wouldn't want it to be wasted." Gee scrunched up her face and questioned Frank. "Babe, you hate going outside. Are you okay?" She stood up and put her hand up to Frank to feel his forehead.

"Yes, Gee, lovely wife of mine. I'm perfectly fine." Gee shook her head in a loving manner, walked over to the car Frank was currently working on and leaned back against the door. "I'm pretty scared to see what you have planned for today." Frank laughed, Gee's always scared of what Frank has planned or made of their plans.

"Babe, don't be. It's just a picnic and maybe a little walk on the beach. I know it's not fancy but we haven't been out in a while and I figured we could just get away for a bit and enjoy some alone time." Gee melted, she absolutely loved when Frank did something like this.

"I love you." Frank gave such a goofy smile and nodded. "I love you too. Fuck, I love you so much Gee," Gee fucking beamed, dude she was so in love with Frank it wasn't even funny. "I'm so happy I married you, and that you're my best friend, and that we've been together for 17 years. You make me so happy, Gee."

Frank continued and hid his face in Gee's neck, then looking back up at his spouse. "Like I honestly cannot believe I got to marry my best friend. My goofy, beautiful, talented, and wonderful best friend. Gee, tu sei il sole della mia vita . Fate tutto più luminoso e vale la pena svegliarsi troppo . Ti amo principessa." Gee blushed, sticking her head in the crook of Frank's neck.

"You know, I never really pictured that I'd fall in love with my best friend at 14, then knowing we'd be married in about 10 years." Frank threw his head back and laughed. "Gee, I don't think anyone can foresee their own future. It just doesn't happen like that." Frank ran his tattooed hand to the back of her jet black hair. "It could happen!" Gee pouted, Frank was giggling at her and it made her frustrated.