American Beauty ✧ Frerard

Frank You Darn Goofed

Feels warning oops

Gerard was pissed at the mark Frank had left and desperately tried to conceal it.  

"Frankie look what you did....!" he whined like small child after sort of covering it up but it was still visible. 

"Sorry Babycakes," Frank smirked and lightly slapped Gerard's butt. Gerard just continued to whine and make himself look presentable. Mumbling  a 'you better be' under his breath. 

Gerard had went back to the recording room checking the camera was on, it was, and picked up where he left off. Talked about all the random stuff he had bought, and the magic color changing make up. Promised the viewers a test of it as well. 

He had finished recording and transferred the footage from his camera to his laptop. Gerard was tired and decided that he would edit tomorrow morning. Frank also needed to get a video up so for the last couple of hours he's been editing. 

Gerard also knew not to bother his daddy while he was editing. Well Frank wasn't his daddy per say,  but Gerard really wanted him to be. Oh, Gerard and his freaky and shame-worthy hidden kinks. Yes, there are more hidden kinks he has. We'll save that for later though.

Frank gets very angry if you interrupt his editing though. Frank came off as an angry man but Gerard knew he was a teddy bear. Frank just was very peculiar about things and Gerard understood that. They are quite the odd couple, though.

So this left Gerard with about another hour to do whatever it is he felt. Naturally, Gerard went to Instagram for the newest make up trends. He had to be on top of it. He also posted a picture of the pile of stuff he had gotten. Posted a creepy video on snapchat of him zooming in on Frank, the usual. 

It had only been fifteen minutes or so at this point and Gerard was bored, so he tidied up his make up, made some coffee, and played with the dogs Frank insisted on having. That all took up about 30 more minutes. He decided to take a nap because why not? 

Gerard awoke to the sound of Frank yelling. Usually Frank would tell Gerard when he was about to record because he knew Gerard hated yelling. Perhaps he figured Gerard would sleep through it. I don't know how he would have thought that, but it's a possibility.

Gerard  got up and out of bed and sat on the back patio. His dress was slightly wrinkled and his makeup not really 'on point' as the kids say but he had to get out of there. Yelling brought back memories he would rather not relive.  Right now, though, he was having some terrible memories and trying to hold back tears. It's simply not my place to share what these are about, though, and that would be rude if I did.  

Frank had just finished recording, he didn't exactly film because he didn't show his face. He went to the bedroom to lie down and saw the makeup smudge on the pillowcase. 

"Oh fuck," he mumbled. He had simply forgot to tell Gerard. Frank does that sometimes, gets so caught up in work and makes it the only priority. 

He checked the front patio before the back so he was sorta freaking out he left. Frank had seen Gerard as soon as he opened the backdoor. Gerard's back was to Frank. 

"Gee,  I'm so sorry babycakes," he said and jogged over to him wrapping him in a hug from behind. he had heard  quiet choked back sob from Gerard. He moved around to the front of Gerard and crouched in front of the chair. Gerard's face was in his hands and he was sobbing moderately now.

"Gee, I'm so sorry baby," he said and rubbed his arm. After Gerard's sobbing died down frank spoke again, "Head up my princess your tiara is falling."

Gerard had looked up a bit with a little smile twitching on his face. 

"That's it babycakes, let's go in, I'll make coffee and we can watch a movie and relax a bit. Sound good?" Frank spoke softly and gently, showing he wasn't a threat. Gerard nodded and went inside with Frank.