romeo & juliet ; f.g

chapter seventeen,

thanku all for 4k ??? i literally hit 3k like yesterday im cri

i appreciate all of you so much you don't understand

I've been thinking & i think this fic may end at chapter 20-25 idk ? but i have another fic i wanna write maybe???? PLUS i'm losing ideas for this one and idk ??? talk to me abt it idk ? comment i lov hearing ur opinions

side note i had a good rant abt how i couldn't find any new fics (shutout to all u cuties who reccd me some xx) and i fell into a hole of frikey and a lot of it is just wholesome fluff and i was very happy while reading it. i recommend it if u can't find any frerard !!

okay anyways ,,, here's ur chapter i mention a lot of silences

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"i want a tattoo," frank said to gerard one day over breakfast, after staring at pete's tattoos for a few minutes.

gerard choked on his orange juice, coughing some onto the table. mikey wrinkled his nose at it, and pete grinned at frank. "fuck yeah, i can take you to get one if you want!"

"i'm not going," gerard stated, and frank frowned.

"why not?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing cutely, and gerard flushed.

"i don't really like needles," he said quietly, and frank giggled. "they're just not my style, okay?" he blushed harder, and frank kissed his cheek.

"well, i want one for my birthday, which is in a few weeks," he grinned and gerard nodded.

"ya' can have anything ya' want for ya' birthday, baby," he replied, and frank beamed.

"rad." frank grinned to himself, kissing gerard's cheek, and winking at pete, who nodded back. "i'm already really excited!" he squealed, a bubbly feeling rising in his chest. 

"glad ya' happy, 'm love," gerard replied, shoveling the last of his cereal into his mouth, before kissing frank, who shrieked and shoved him away. 

"ew! wipe your mouth, ya' nasty boy," frank giggled, wiping gerard's milk-dripping mouth with his thumb. 

"you're both nasty boys," mikey said under his breath, before giggling to himself. pete laughed along with him, and gerard rolled his eyes.