Frerard One-Shots

Fat

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Gerard frowned down at the scales. He saw them in the hotel bathroom and decided to see how much he weighed. It couldn't hurt to know, right? He sighed. How much should he weigh, anyway? Probably less than the little red arrow was pointing at. He felt so gross now.

The numbers whirred again as a pair of arms coiled around his waist. "Hey, beautiful," Frank murmured in his ear. He kissed Gerard's cheek and peered over his shoulder at the scales. "Look how fat we are," he grinned. Gerard chuckled, stepping off the scales. Who cares what they said? No way was he going to be told what to do by a tiny red pointer.