Summertime ~ Frerard

Cats, cuddles and pride flags ~ 10

Song(s): birthday, all time low (It's my birthday lmao)

I wake up to screaming.

"Fucking hell Josh! Keep that elbow to yourself or I'll shove it up so far up your ass you'll walk with your shoulder!" (A/n what the fuck did i just write)  I hear Otto scream from Mikey's room, where him and the other guys went to sleep, leaving Frank and I alone in my room.

"Shut up! You're going to wake the others!" I hear Tyler yell back, probably woken up by the yelling too.

I feel Frank shift and turn in my arms. I let go of him and look over at the clock on my bedside table. It's freaking 5 in the morning and those fuckers are already making noise.

"What the hell was that?" Frank slurres, half asleep.

"Nothing, it's just the guys yelling. Don't worry, go back to sleep flower." I reply, brushing the hair out of his face.

He smiles, and cuddles back into my side, his face hiding in my shoulder and one of his legs over my hips.

"You called me flower" he says, voice muffled by my shirt

"Yeah, you're still my flower boy. Even more now than before" I reply, looking at him.

He hums in response, and closes his eyes, trying to sleep again.

He looks so pretty. The smooth, rosy skin of his face soft against me, the long, coal black eyelashes casting gentle shadows on his face, the galaxies of colours hidden behind his closed eyes, the earthy, warm browns, the bright greens of the grass and the warm yellows of the sun mixing into my favourite colour.

He's beautiful. My little flower.

I kiss his forehead, and try to sleep too, satisfied smiles on both our faces.

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Frank's pov (a/n surprise lol)

I wake up to something fluffy on my face. My eyes snap open. It's a cat.

I get off of Gerard and sit up the bed, the cat curled up on my lap.

What the hell?

Gerard shifts slightly and opens his eyes

"Frank, what's wrong?" He asks sleepily, rubbing his eyes. He looks at the cat in my lap and sighs

"Mikey! Goddamnit, come here and take Mitch back to your fucking room! You know I'm allergic" he yells, a bit annoyed.
"Sorry for the yelling, it's just that I don't like when he sleeps on my bed because he sheds fur a lot and then I keep on sneezing for months" he explains, while I gently pet the animal.

"Are you both decent? Can I come in?" Someone asks from outside the room

"Yes Pete, come in. Take this little fucker out before I start sneezing" He says, taking Mitch.

"Now, you know I love you, you little fucker, but I don't want to get sick okay?" He whispers to the animal, quiet enough that Pete can't hear him and hands it to him, who silently grabs it and exits the room.

"That was adorable, you know?" I say, looking at him.

"You weren't supposed to hear that" he mumbles back, giggling.

I tackle him down on the bed, laying on top of him, my head in the crook of his neck.
I start brushing my nose against the skin in a sort of eskimo kiss, and he starts giggling

"Stop! That tickles" he laughs, pulling my head away.

I lay my head on his chest, staring at him in the eyes. "I really, really like you, you know?" I say.

He blushes, and replies "I really like you too, flower"

His eyes flicker between my eyes and my lips, asking for permission. I slowly lean in,  his arms rest on my back, and my hands tangle themselves in his hair. Our lips brush together, a small spark of happiness runs down my spine. He closes the gap between us, our lips moving lazily in a soft, warm kiss.

He rolls us over, so we're laying on our sides, and I cuddle even closer, feeling his heartbeat against me.

"I still can't believe you accepted me" I say softly

I really can't believe how I've been here for just three weeks and I got myself an amazing group of friends and a boyfriend, an amazing one I might even say.

"I did flower, I did. You're literally glued to my chest right now" He laughs, tracing random patterns on my clothed back with his hand.

Silence falls between us, the only noises heard are the chatter of the other guys in the room next to us and the clashing of pots and pans of someone cooking downstairs.

"I want to take you on a date" He says, nuzzling his nose in my hair

"Okay" I reply shortly. I don't want this moment of peace to end.

We hear a small knock at the door, and a cotton candy colored head peeks into the room.

"We've made breakfast downstairs, are you hungry?" Josh says, clearly aware of the fact that he interrupted a moment.

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I run the pads of my fingertips over the pictures taped to the wall in Gerard's room.
There are dozens of them, ranging from group photos to landscapes. I look at the landscape ones, they're mostly of flowers and of rainy days. One in particular catches my eye. It's a pride flag draped in a field of daisies. Our field of daisies.

I feel a pair of strong arms around my waist, and I let out a scream, startled. I quickly turn around, only to be faced with a giggling Gerard.

"I'm sorry flower. I didn't mean to scare you." He apologizes "I see you like that picture. I took that after meeting you, you know?"

"Really? It's pretty. Do you have that pride flag here?" I ask. I really want to see one, I've never had the chance to.

"Yeah, it should be somewhere in my closet" he replies, going over to it

"It's funny. You keep in in a closet" I joke, sitting on the bed.

"Oh, fuck off Frankie" he replies, pulling the slightly wrinkled piece of fabric from a drawer "Why did you want to see this anyways?"

"Well, I kinda really want to pin one up on my bedroom wall, but I'm not out yet, so I kind of can't, you know." I reply, as he drapes the flag over me, almost like a cape. I smile at that, and hug it close to my chest. I feel a camera's flash on me and I look at Gerard, the picture he snapped of me coming out of a slot on its side.

"You looked cute" he says, sitting next to me, to show me the developing picture.

I blush, and look down. "I'm not cute, shut up" i mumble.

He gently cups my face, and softly pecks me on the lips. "You're the cutest person I've ever seen." He praises, and walks up to the wall, where he sticks the picture with the others.

"Come on, let's go. The others wanted to go out"

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A/N WHOOP HERE IT IS! This is a filler chapter and it's fucking shitty, and it took WAY too long to write (my excuse in that Friday, one of the days i usually write on, was my birthday) but at least is kinda fluffy lmao.