|I don't know what this chapter is. It's quite weird, so just be aware.|
Frank's P.O.V.
"Morning," a sleepy Gerard mumbles as they notice I'm awake. This is the best way to wake up.
"Morning. What time is it?" I ask sleepily as I shut my eyes again. I don't want to let go of Gerard. They're like a sweet little puppy with their messy hair and they look so tiny when they're curled up in a ball.
They grunt in reply. I move my head up to glance at the alarm clock.
"7:56,"
I slept in for sure. I usually wake up at 5:30 or so on weekends.
"Too early," they mutter as they snuggle the side of their face in my arm. I guess it is early for a normal person. I'm fine with staying with Gerard. It's really nice being able to cuddle them. I run my hand through their hair and kiss them on the forehead and let them fall asleep again. I stay awake holding them protectively, brushing their hair with my fingers, and randomly kissing them on the head. I feel so at peace with Gerard. It's a comforting feeling being able to have a person trust you so much they let you sleep in their bed and hold you like a stuffed animal. I'm pretty sure Gerard said something about me being their living teddy bear. I let them use me as a living teddy bear for half and hour until they wake up again.
"Good morning for the second time Gee," I kiss them on their warm forehead. They giggle sleepily.
"Morning Frank. I guess I should get up now,"
"You should. You can't stay in bed all day,"
They groan in protest and let go of the grip they had around my waist and turn over to lay on their back. I watch their thick black eyelashes flutter as they try to keep their eyes open, staring at the ceiling.
"Breakfast?" they turn their head to face me, using their fingertips to wipe away strands of black hair from their eyes.
"McDonalds?" I suggest as I turn my head on a pillow to face them too.
They smile at me, "You'd go to McDonalds for breakfast?"
"Yeah, they serve pancakes and stuff,"
"Hmm, okay. Just give me a few minutes to get dressed and everything," they sit up with the comforter over their knees. I restrain myself from looking at their arms even though I want to examine them closer just out of curiousity.
Them sitting up is what I assume my que to leave, so I sit up myself, push the comforter off me, let my feet touch the hard ground as I sit for a second, grab my bag with clothes, then leave the room closing the door. I get ready in the bathroom as quick as I can.
Gerard's P.O.V.
I slide myself off my bed and rub my eye with they back of my hand as I walk over to find some clothes. I put on my regular black skinny jeans, a dark green women's knitted sweater, and I put my hair back in a low messy bun using a black hair tie. I guess today is a 'he' day. I tie up my black combat boots and walk out the door. Frank is still in the bathroom so I'll wait until he's done. It takes him a few seconds to come out wearing the same hoodie with a camp logo, but then dark grey jeans and black slip on converse shoes.
"Ready?" asks.
"Yep. Oh, and by the way, today you have a boyfriend," I tuck a stray piece of hair behind my ear that fell out of my messy bun.
"Great," he grins cheerfully.
***
"Eh, they're pretty good. You're right," I wipe my mouth with a brown paper napkin after chewing a bite of McDonald's pancakes. Frank and I are sharing an order.
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Stuck (Frerard)
Fanfiction(Has a happy ending, don't worry) Gerard has lived alone for as long as possible, since he was 17. He is a depressed kid that turns to unhealthy methods for coping. One day from his window, he sees a kid get beat up. This happens often outside his a...
