The Gay Band Book

Drabbles [Frerard]

so it was actually a 'which one of your OTP (insert things below here) does this?' but I got inspired and wrote these

collects rocks

"Ooh, Gerard, look!" Frank squealed, letting go of Gerard's hand and running off the side of the path. "Lookit this!" He said triumphantly, holding up a small rock, glinting in the sun. Gerard had to admit it looked pretty.

"Very nice." Gerard nodded, smiling. Maybe he shouldn't encourage Frank's rock-collecting habits, but it was cute to watch his boyfriend get so excited about something.Plus, rock collecting was pretty cool.

takes pictures of the other while they're asleep

Frank loved taking candids of Gerard while he slept. He looked so peaceful, and he made cute faces, being just overall adorable. Especially when he stretched and rolled over in his sleep. Frank loved watching him sleep, as creepy as that is. And, the best part was, sometimes Gerard mumbled and made noises in his sleep. How could one human hold so much adorable in them? He didn't know. He snapped a quick picture of Gerard before going on his merry way (even though he was already married to a Way).

gets drunk and breaks shit

"Gerard, you're drunk, don't touch tha--" Too late. One loud shatter and a broken vase later....Frank sighed.

"I'm sorry, Frankie!" Gerard cried, falling onto Frank. "Please forgive me!"

"Just don't break anything else..." Frank chuckled, ruffling Gee's hair and dragging him to their room. He was gonna have a killer hangover. And Frank had a miss to clean up. Oh well.

can't swim

"Gerard, that's not a good idea..." Frank warned.

"That's okay, I've had other ideas in the past and they ended up pretty great."
"You can't swim, Gerard!"

"I can't dance, either. That doesn't stop me from doing it."
"Gerard! Not being able to swim and doing it anyways is different!"
"Shoosh, I can't swim, don't rub it in. Just let me swim, goddamit!"

puts up Christmas decorations in November

Gerard stood in the doorway, his arms crossed as he watched his little adorable boyfriend run around the living room, putting little knick-knacks here and there and trying to put the Elf on the Shelf on the highest place in the apartment- the top of the fricking Christmas tree. Yes, they already had their tree. Yes, it was only November. Blame Frank. Gerard just couldn't say no to Frank's face when he asked for the Christmas tree. Plus, who didn't mind a lil' less Christmas? The more the better.

(might make a longer one/better one)

sends inappropriate texts and SnapChats while the other is in a meeting

Gerard's pocket buzzed with a text. It was from Frank. He fought back a smile, as it was rather unprofessional to smile down at what looked like your dick. He wasn't, of course, it was his phone, but nobody really knew that, did they?

Do you know what the chicken said when he crossed the road? Nothing, he was being a motherfucking dick and stood in front of my car. Fucking chickens.
Gerard covered his mouth and put his phone back in his pocket. God damn you, Frank, and knowing how to make Gerard laugh. The members of the committee looked at Gerard oddly before returning to their conversations. But before you could say 'Frerard is real' his phone buzzed again.

I searched up ninjas in the thesaurus. It said 'ninjas can't be found' Those sneaky bastards.

Gerard snorted and stuck his phone back in his pocket. He didn't have time to answer Frank's horrible jokes. Looking up, he was once again met with glares from the others. Oops.
One final buzz erupted from his pocket.

You coming home soon baby? I'm bored and I have a surprise for you ;)
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Gerard's eyebrows arched up in surprise. Whoo boy, he was definitely going home soon...

makes Sims just to drown them in the pool

"Frank, what the fuck--You don't just do that to them!"
"Watch me."
"Frank!" Gerard chastised, his eyes wide as he watched the Sim they named George swim endless laps in the pool. Yes, Frank removed the ladder. "The poor things!"
Frank laughed evilly as George continued his laps.Gerard pouted. He may or may not have begun to get lowkey emotionally attached to George.

forgets to charge the other's iPad and leaves it dead on the coffee table

Gerard was just coming home from work, sliding his shoes off at the door and throwing his coat on the coat hanger. Frank was dozing peacefully on the couch, the soft cushions providing good enough cushioning for him apparently. Gee smiled a small smile and padded quietly into the kitchen. Getting himself a hot, steaming mug of coffee, he sat down at the coffee table, knowing he had a bit of work to do for his comic. And oh look, there's his iPad. Great, he didn't have to get up and go find it! Taking a sip, he reached for the electronic. With one hand, he pressed the power button. Nothing. That wasn't a huge concern, since it did this often. A few more pushes and it'd work.
Well, surprise surprise, it didn't. Gerard groaned. It was dead, wasn't it.
"Goddammit Frank." He mumbled. But he couldn't blame him, he was pretty forgetful himself. He must've gotten it from Frank. "What am I gonna do with you..." he said to himself, glancing over at his sleeping boyfriend. He was beautiful, wow. Smiling to himself, he pushed himself out of the chair and walked over to Frank, kissing his head, before going on an adventure for his charger.

**I have at least one sad Joshler oneshot idea, and another weird sad one that's kinda brewing. be prepared. along with some Frerard ones I'm not gonna get around to writing any time soon oOPS**