Frerard OneShots (finished)

XVIII - Winner

[Just some short fluff cuz I don't have anything else to post]

I smiled when Frank stirred, turned around and cuddled up to my chest. Snaking one arm around his waist, I pulled him infinitely closer. He was still asleep and I didn't want to wake him even though I was awake for half an hour already. He was cute when he was sleeping. That's also a good reason not to wake him and I'm gonna stick with that.

Unfortunately, he woke up a few minutes later. "Gee?" He asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes and I died right then and there. On the inside, of course.

"Yes, what is it, Frankie?" I retorted, brushing some strands out of his face and he yawned.

"How long've you been up? I told you to wake me," he muttered and I grinned.

"I can't just wake you up," I shrugged.

"Why not?" Frank looked up at me with his sleepy eyes and I just wanted to kiss him on his soft lips.

"You need your sleep, Frankie," I told him, running a hand through his hair. He just hummed and cuddled closer to me once more. "What do you wanna do today?"

"Dunno... 'm just really really tired," Frank mumbled and I chuckled a bit. He glared at me, "don't laugh at me, asshole."

"I'm not!" I grinned when I said that and we both knew that was the biggest lie I ever told. Frank's glare turned into a pout. Then, he turned around and shuffled away, his back facing me.

"Awh, come on! You know I love you, right?" I asked, but Frank only pulled the blanket closer to his body and I shivered. "Hey, I'm cold," I complained.

"Assholes are supposed to be cold," he grumbled, making me sigh. I scooted closer to him, slipping under the blanket and pressing my cold body to his back. Frank shivered now, too. "God, you're a literal ice cube."

"Yeah, because of you," I stated, snaking my arm around his waist once more, pressing him against my chest. He sighed out in content and relaxed in my grip. "I'm sorry for laughing at you," I muttered against his skin, kissing his neck lightly.

" 's okay, I was just fucking with you," I could hear Frank's grin when he said that and put my leg up and over his, brushing my cold feet on his bare thigh. "Oh God, take your feet away, take them away!" Frank squirmed and kicked, rolling around a bit more to get away from me. I snickered into my hand.

"Come on, Frankie. I just wanna cuddle!" I said, reaching out for him. Frank was pressed against the wall glaring at me.

"Don't touch me," he threatened as I scooted closer with a shit eating grin on my face.

"What if I do? Are you gonna banish me with pixie dust?" I joked. Before he could say anything, I put a hand on his lower back and pulled him in, kissing him softly. Frank immediately melted and relaxed, kissing me back and I grinned against his lips.

When we pulled away, I put my forehead against his and gave him an Eskimo-kiss. "Did I win?" I asked and Frank rolled his eyes.

"Yes, you won. Again."