Gerard is a coffee addict. He's not the only one. And what's up with Frank? Just because Gerard fooled him? Fluff between coffee and blankets.
Here's my first Frerard one shot. Well, not my first in general, but the first I translated.
So yeah, my English isn't perfect, sorry for this, but I hope, it's good enough ;)
It was a present for a good friend and now I translated it for another good friend :'D
And I do NOT owe any of them and it's all fiction.
„Where is this goddamn coffee?!”
Uh, is there anything in the world that is as good as being waked up by one’s coffee addicted baby brother, when you wanted to sleep because you were on the stage until 11 pm?
“Ask Gee!” Ow, Ray, you gonna die.
“He’s still asleep!” Frank yelled.
„Not anymore, you coffee addicts!” I groaned angry from my bunk.
“Hey! Who drinks like three liters at one day? Me or you?” Mikey shouted.
“You!” I screamed back. I’m consuming for liter. For sure.
I stood up, being grumpy, and made my way into the kitchen, well, more the fridge with a cupboard and a countertop. Fucking tour bus.
“Uh, by the way, Mikey…” I smirked. “The coffee’s there, where it’s supposed to be.” I looked at the cupboard, sneering.
“Eat my shorts!” Mikey muffled.
Urgh, I want a cup of coffee. Now. I stood on my tiptoes but still couldn’t reach the goddamn coffee. Hm, I think, I have to stretch.
“Hnnnngh!” Pure effort. But fuck it, I can’t reach it still!
„Aww, isn’t tiny Gee able to get his coffee?” someone giggled behind me. I cringed, frightened by his sudden appearance.
“When I looked in the mirror, well, I’ve been myself!”
“Shut up, midget, and help me, for fuck’s sake!” I bitched.
I like Frankie, really, but right now… Urgh!
“Needs poor little Gee help from the big strong Frank? Aww, that’s so cute!” Frank squealed in his best baby voice. If I weren’t this angry I probably thought it was cute, but now I feel like I could murder everyone that-
“Aww!” Frank squealed louder and really. Pinched. My. Cheek.
“Frank…” I growled. If he’s going on like this… But wait, I’ve got a better idea!
With a smirk on my lips I went behind him. Right now I’m so glad Mikey is I-don’t-know-ing and Ray is taking a shower.
Still smirking I wrapped my arms around Frank’s hips and pulled him closer to me. When our bodys touched, I blew cold air on his neck.
“You think I’m cute, huh?” I murmured, trying to sound seductive. Uh, well, trying.
But it seems to work, Frank’s muscles tensed beneath my touch.
“Gee, what the-“ But I broke in on him by burying my face in his silky hair and sighing low. Three cheers for sweet revenge, hrhr.
“Well?” I whispered.
“I- I… You-“ There was no need to see his face, I knew he was burning like a tomato.
I took a few steps, so Frank’s stomach hit the countertop, a little harder than necessary. In consequence of him hitting the countertop, I was pressed against his back; a small wheeze escaped his lips.
Yes, just a little further…
My hands left his hips, gripping his upper arms tightly. I turned him around, now he was facing me.
Or crotches were pressed together, I felt him breathing.
“What are you doing?” Frank cawed, I could tell he was more than confused.
“You will see…” I hummed softly.
At the same time, my hands went lower, stopped just beyond Frank’s ass, which is, to be honest, an absolute turn-on. … What the hell am I thinking?!
What the-? Frank closed his eyes slowly. Why?!
„Gee…“ He sighed. Or was it already a moan?
Woah, back on the track!
Frank squealed as I lifted him up. Oh, he wrapped his legs around my waist! With Frank hanging on my front, I moved closer tot he cupboard.
Think about something different, Gerard, something- Holy cow!
Frank really seemed to like it; I could feel his developing hard on being pressed against me.
I turned around; now my back was leaned against the wall below the cupboard. I looked up to Frank; a smirk played on my lips.
Holy shit! Why is he doing those bedroom eyes?! My smirk faded, but I tried my best to keep my mask on.
„Could you give me the coffee now, please?“ I asked while trying to grin evilly.
“Huh?” Frank asked confused.
“Coffee. You. Giving. Me.” I explained.
“You’re kidding me, aren’t you?”
“Oh c’mon, fuck you!” Frank yelled angry.
Oh shit, I had never seen him like this! After I let him slip out of my arms his face changed into a mask of anger. He shouted some dirty words - I never heard some of them before - than he went straight to his bunk and hid under his blanket. What a baby.
And, by the way, Ray’s still under the shower! I know, he hadn’t seen his girlfriend for a long time, but… And where’s Mikey? Still being a pussy?
God, I’m getting bored…
Hm, maybe I should apologize to Frankie… But it was just for fun; I really don’t know why he’s acting like a girl on her period.
Carefully I sat down on Frank’s mattress.
“Frankie?” I asked in a soft voice.
“Fuck off, Gerard!” Frank hissed.
Wait! Did he cry? It seems so… That’s not what I wanted! But why was or is he crying?
I slowly tugged on his blanked, so that Frankie appears more and more.
He really looks cute when he’s cuddling with his teddy. Like yesterday, I still remember, it was a gift from me to him when he turned 21, when he became full age.
A little smile played around my lips.
„Hey, Frankie, what’s up?“ I asked tender. Urgh, use your brain, Way! What happened, huh?
“Leave me alone!” Frank sobbed.
„I’m so sorry, Frankie!“ I said, louder this time, and patted his back which was facing me.
“Why did you do this?” Frank whined reproachfully and turned around.
„I-it was supposed to be a joke!“
“Do you know, how it feels when you’re touching me like this? And what just happened… I thought- You- Like me…”
It seemed like he said too much for his means because he slapped his hand across his mouth.
Oh… It’s getting clear now. All fits together, like a puzzle.
His behavior in answer to me was touching him.
His behavior right now.
His adoring looks, his smiles…
How he cuddled up to me when I felt bad; how much he cared about me.
The way only I could calm him down.
How and why his girlfriend broke up with him.
How he hugged me when we fell asleep on the couch.
„Frankie… Sh, Frank…“ I whispered and took his face in between my hands.
„Are you in love with me?“ I asked. Oh shit.
What if I only imagined this?
What if he never wants to see me again?
What if he’s leaving the band?
„Yes.“ Frank interrupted my thoughts. Oh…
“What… But… Why?“ Oh, wow, awesome question, Gerard, well done.
Suddenly Frank’s eyes filled with tears. No, please…
I don’t want to see him sad.
I wanna see him laughing.
I wanna hold him in my arms…
„Gee?“ Frank sobbed. I looked directly in his eyes.
“Do you love me too?”
I slowly opened my mouth, unsure what to say.
Sure, I really like him, he is very handsome, is pretty cute and always so caring…
But right then, it happened.
Frank leant forward and pressed his lips on mine. I closed my eyes, butterflies were making love in my stomach, my lips tickled, my whole body felt like on fire…
I felt Frank with all my senses; I felt his heart beating. I felt how warm he was.
He broke the kiss and looked at me, waiting for my reaction.
I opened my mouth.