i'm sorry the last update was so shitty, i really need an update schedule ugh
i woke up the next morning from the light breaking through the curtains. i groaned and sat up looking over at frank who was sound asleep. his comforter was slipping off his bed revealing his shirtless body. i caught myself staring at his torso. what are you doing gerard i asked myself when i realised what i was doing. i sighed and looked away.
frank started to move, making mumbling noises in his sleep. i looked over at him and smiled. i couldn't help it, he looked adorable. "gee...gee" he mumbled, my eyes widened. was he mumbling my name? i shook my head and slowly got up. i needed to get out.
i slowly tiptoed my way out of the room so i wouldn't wake him. i slowly opened the door, which let out a loud creak. frank sat up in bed. damn it. "sorry" i whispered and he closed his eyes and fell back asleep. i chuckled softly and left the room.
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franks p.o.v
gerard was sitting at the kitchen table reading a comic and sipping from his cup of coffee, when i went into the kitchen after finally getting my ass out of bed. "morning." i mumbled as i slipped past him. "morning." he smiled. he seemed to be in a good mood. i smiled back at him.
i was still curious about what had happened between him and his brother, but i didn't want to bring it up. i eyed him from my seat when he wasn't looking and then glanced back down at my cereal. i wonder if there's something i could do i thought to myself. i really wanted gerard and mikey to be on good terms. gerard seemed miserable when talking about his brother. i could tell that they used to be close.
if only there was a way that i could contact him.
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Disenchanted | Frerard
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