Whilst drinking my coffee, Gerard went over our plan for the day.
It was all a surprise.
I almost screamed at him. I hate surprises and he knew that. He laughed at me as I groaned so I walked over to him and hit him.
"Why are you being so aggressive, Frank?" He asked in a nonchalant voice. I shrugged and went to go put my shoes on.
"Sorry," I said quietly, but I heard footsteps behind me.
"It's alright," he giggled, "I woke you up pretty early." I looked at him with hard eyes. Duh Gerard. He ran a hand through his hair and chewed on his lip as he thought. I turned my head away and started on my shoes again. He's just so... Cute.
"Hmm?" Gerard heard me. My head shook and I kept on my eyes on my shoes. "You alright, Frankie?"
"Y-yeah," I stuttered out, still admiring his beauty. Fuck, he's going to know something is up.
He made a face, "Frank, you only stutter if something's bugging you." I shrugged my shoulders and walked to the couch. I sat down and started to play with the strings on my jacket. Gerard huffed behind me.
"Frank," he said in a stern voice, "I can't do these plans unless I know what's up." His footsteps got closer to me and he weighted down the other side of the cushion like my heart was. I felt him close to me and his arms wrapped around me. I turned myself so my head was on his chest. He smelled so good, so elegant. Gerard then leaned back, so I was laying on him. With my arms still wrapped around his torso and my head buried in his shirt, he played with my hair. I know now he was thinking.
"What are thinking about, Gee?" I asked him in a whisper. He cleared his throat.
"Well, first, our plans. Second, you, no scratch that you're first," he sighed, "third, how do you get your hair so soft?" I laughed into his chest and that tickled him, so he started to laugh and we were both laughing at nothing. He's little teeth poked out and I started to laugh, almost out of madness, because of him and how adorable he was. He wiped the corner of his eye, acting dramatic, which I chuckled at.
"Man, we are the weirdest," I stated simply. He shook his head.
"Nope, we're the raddest," he winked at me and giggled. I almost swooned.
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Valentine's Frerard
أدب الهواةFrank and Gerard are best buds!! Or is that the case?