Frerard Oneshots

Its Just A Lot

K.Flay is my queen. ❤️

I inhaled, breathing in the smell that currently was invading my lungs. It was a mixture of cigarettes, leather, and musk. It probably didn't sound very appealing, but I was addicted to it. More so the person it came from.

I glanced down, seeing my beautiful, sweet, and crazy boyfriend fast asleep on my lap.

He had his arms and legs curled into in a tight little ball, the midget that he was. I had my arms around him though, ensuring he wouldn't fall off my bed. Just the sight of him and my heart squeezing tightly in my chest.

Frank always looked so small when he was sleeping. Even though he was short, he looked smaller than usual. I felt as though if I released my hold on his fragile self, he'd fade away.

As I lay admiring him, I could hear the faint songs of crickets and the occasional call of an owl nearby, reminding me just how late it was and that I really should sleep, but I knew I'd rather stay up all night and think about how much I loved the boy sleeping on top of me.

I glanced at the clock on the nightstand next to me. The red numbers glowing brightly in the darkness of my room.

2:18

I suddenly felt a warm pressure on my lower half and realized I needed to go to the bathroom. I slowly rolled Frank over so he would be laying on the bed instead of me. I slipped out of bed and took yet another minute to look over my sleeping love. He mumbled some nonsense and reached his arm out, feeling the area. I assumed he was looking for me so I grabbed a pillow from the floor and gently tucked it under his arm. Once his lanky, tattooed arms curled around it, he relaxed back into the mattress. I hoped if he thought it was me he would stay asleep.

Scampering out of the room, I walked across the hallway and into the bathroom. After I relieved myself, I went back into my room to see Frank sitting up in bed.

He looked dazed and confused,  just staring at the wall. I walked further into the room and his attention snapped to me.

"The pillow isn't warm like you are," He mumbled in his sleep hazed state, "I felt you get up."

'Damn.' I thought to myself. I had tried to be slick, but Frank had noticed me leave anyway. It wasn't a big deal, I just wanted him to get as much sleep as he could.

I climbed back into bed, pulling him into my arms once again when I got settled.

"I'm here now, love. Go back to sleep. I'll keep you warm." I said quietly, pressing a soft kiss to the side of his head.

He turned and faced me, narrowing his eyes and studying my face before saying, "You haven't slept have you?"

Damnit.

I knew lying to him was pointless, he could see right through me.

"No." It had become a real problem, my insomnia. At least, that's what everyone thought. It was a problem for them, but I loved being awake when no one else was. The world was just different at night. At night, it was dark, and no one had to look at the world's ugliness.

Tonight, however, or really, any night like this one was special. Nights, where Frank was with me, were special. When he was with me, the world didn't seem to ugly. When I looked at him, all I saw was beauty.

"You need to take your medication, baby." He sighed, leaning his head on my shoulder.

"I'd rather stay up and contemplate life and stare and my beautiful boyfriend." Despite the darkness, I could see him blushing at my words. Still, he rolled his eyes and tried to regain composure.

"Flattery won't get you out of this, Gee."

I gasped, pulling away from him and pretending to be hurt.

"How dare you assume I would try something as awful as that!"

Frank giggled an adorable sound. Truly, it was one of my favorite things about him. He absolutely had the best laugh ever.

"Oh, you're so sassy, baby.".

I smirked, "Oh, but you love me for it." I mimicked. Laying down next to where he sat, I patted the pillow in signal for him to lay down as well.

"Fuck yeah I do." He said, curling up close to me. He literally could only be closer if we were fucking. Due to our height differences, his face was perfectly aligned with my neck so he settled his head there. His arms were wrapped around me so tightly there was no space between our bodies. One of his legs were wrapped around my hip while the other was under my torso. Physically, it was rather uncomfortable but emotionally and mentally it was great. I felt so connected to Frank like this and I
also felt secure.

"Please sleep, Gerard." I heard him mumble against my throat.

"My mind is too busy Frank. It's just a lot, and-" He cut me off by placing his lips to mine. Instantly, all thoughts besides Frank dissipated from my head.

Our lips moved together in slow, tender motions. He was so warm, and his lips tasted sweet. We kissed in the dark for a while before he pulled away, his hazel eyes intently staring into mine. They seemed to hold so much emotion, so much he couldn't even grasp or comprehend everything he felt. It made me wonder if all that emotion was what he felt for me. I wondered if he loved me as much as I did him.

Our stare down was broken when I suddenly released a wide yawn.

Frank raised his eyebrows at me and smirked, "Oh, looks who's tired." He teased, dragging the sentence out, and emphasizing each word.

I glared at him and attempted to roll away, but his grip on my waist was too tight to move.

"I mean if you don't want to spend the rest of the night sleeping with me..." He trailed off, letting go of his hold on me and getting out of the bed.

That little shit.

I jumped up and grabbed him before he could get any further.

"Hey- Geeee let go of me!" He whined, trying to pull away from me while he kicked his legs wildly.

"Oh, but Frankie it's time for bed." I mocked him. I leaned forward and quickly kissed him, then pulled him down so we were laying side by side.

Resuming our previous positions, I wrapped my arms around his small frame, and our legs intertwined.
His head was against my chest and my head was laying on his.

"Sweet dreams baby." He mumbled, almost instantly falling asleep.

"Sweet dreams Sugar." I kissed his head and closed my eyes, letting sleep take me.

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Be brave Killjoys.
As always,
Silence Kills