This is going to be a slightly longer chapter so
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They drove home, speaking only occasionally. Once they reached Frank's home, they automatically went to his bed, still in their jeans and t-shirts. Gerard twirled his long fingers in his Frank's tangled black hair.
Frank rolled over lazily and half-smiled. Gerard put his arms gently around Frank's neck and kissed him on the mouth. His lips were soft, full, beautiful.
Frank leaned away and stroked Gerard's face, rough with unshaven stubble. He rolled over again, and his boyfriend put his arms around his waist.
"I love you," Frank murmured.
"I love you too," mumbled Gerard, already half asleep. Frank smiled. He loved this boy more than he'd ever loved anyone.
Gerard snored softly. Frank chuckled at his sweet, sleeping innocence. He closed his eyes and drifted into a peaceful slumber.
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Frank woke up early the next morning and slipped quietly out of bed. He padded into the kitchen and began to cook bacon.
After the bacon was done and Frank had scrambled some eggs, Gerard wondered into the kitchen, wearing mismatched socks and grey sweat pants.
"What do I smell?" he asked, smiling slyly.
"Bacon and eggs," said Frank, returning the smile. He slapped the eggs onto plates and handed two glasses to his boyfriend. "Pour some orange juice." Gerard rolled his eyes good-naturedly and opened the refrigerator door. The two sat down at the table.
"This is great," Gerard said with his mouth full. "I haven't had shit this good in years." Frank stared across the table at him, drinking in the sight of this perfect man. He noticed every small thing about him, his messy bed head, his nose, his eyes, the way he chewed his food. He stared at Gerard until he was finished with his breakfast. Frank realized he had hardly touched his own, and it was stone cold by now.
He shoved a large chunk of egg into his mouth and saw Gerard giggle softly at his difficulty chewing. Frank began laughing too. He spit out some of his eggs, causing his boyfriend to spew orange juice out of his nose laughing. They sat there laughing until their stomachs hurt, and this was when Frank knew that he was truly and finally at peace.
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Remember Me (Frerard)
ФанфикAn au in which not only has Gerard Way lost his band members, but his family, and his happiness. he's sunken into a cheerless daily ritual which can only be broken by death. or so he thought. (I do not own the cover art, so I'm giving full credit to...
