Christmas One shots (otp challenge)

Day 10//frerard

I got this idea from a frerard one shot I read onetime, and Idk why but I really like it when someone gets walked in on kissing.  I find it cute idk don't judge me

Day 10: baking holiday treats

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Linda and Donna made their way around the kitchen baking Christmas cookies. They enjoyed the feeling of the dough under their hands and the beautiful sweet, sweet smells of the holidays wafting through the small kitchen. Linda was rolling out a heap of sugar cookie dough when Donna spoke up.

"Do you think that there might me something happening between the two of them?"

"Hmm?" Linda hummed in response.

"Like, Gerard and Frank. Incase you haven't noticed, it isn't exactly like most boys their age are so damn affectionate to each other. And I'm sure you know the way they speak about one another. I don't know, I just feel like something is either going to happen or already has," Donna explained. Linda responded with a nod.

"Well, they've know each other for as long as they've lived and I guess I've just kind of assumed it was that. But I'd be honestly lying if I didn't say that I had thought about it from time to time."

The two women continued to bake cookies and holiday treats, humming along to Christmas tunes as they went. Gerard came running down the hall, pulling Frank with him. "Hey Mom," he said casually, reaching behind him to grab a pile of the cookie dough that was being cut into the shape of little angels. "Thanks Mom!" He said, him and Frank cackling as they ran off with a fistful of the delicious thieved treat.

Donna rolled her eyes at her son's antics. As if they wouldn't already have hardly enough. She decided to get it back from him. Not for the point to actually bake it into a cookie, because he had after all been holding it for quite some time, but purely to be a little shit.

"We're getting that shit back," she said, beckoning for her good friend to follow.

The two crept down the hall until they reached the door leading to the basement where Gerard's room was. They opened the door ever so carefully, being as slow and quiet as they could. The smell of teenage boy and the sound of the blaring rock music growing more persistent with every step they took.

In short, what they saw when they got down the steps, was not something they expected. Though it wasn't particularly surprising to either women.

Gerard was sitting in Frank's lap, his hands in his hair and he legs wrapped around him. Frank was sucking and biting on his neck and Gerard was fucking moaning.

Though neither women were particularly surprised, that didn't meant that was something they ever wanted to see their son doing. Ever.

The two women cleared their throat from the spot in the door way. They didn't think they'd ever seen anyone move faster in their life. Both boys were incredibly red, looking anywhere but their parents, Gerard desperately trying to hide the hickey on his neck even though his mom, and sadly Frank's too, had witnessed being made.

"Do you have something to tell us?" Linda asked.

Gerard and Frank looked at each other before nodding to the other and answering.

"We've uh... been dating for a while now." Gerard answered.

"How long?" Both women said at the same time.

"Eight months,". Frank answered bashfully.

"Well I'll be damned."