~Gerard~
What happens now?
Frank was holding me, loving me. What comes next?
Do we hold hands, kiss in public?
All I could possibly want was here I was enwrapped in it. I was a part of him, an extension. He was mine. Mine. He was the one ring to my golum. I liked him more than I liked myself which I'll admit is actually quite easy. It was sunday morning. And frank and I simply lay there.
"fag?" frank asked
"yeah" I replied
"I actually love your hair, It smell's like strawberries"
"I love how you smell"
"How do I smell like vanilla and a man?"
"thats because I am one" he whispered
"believe me I know" I moved my head so I was right up against chest. Frank was completely naked no underwear or anything. I was wearing underwear. He smelled more like him than his shirts did, which he obviously should but it still surprised me how much he smelled like he smelled, in a good way of course. I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to feel him again, but I was content with resting with him. We were both tired when there was a knock on the door and a few seconds later the doorknob turned and the door was swung open. The dean walked in, the dean, "the scarecrow".. ... One word summed all this up. fuck.
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Whispers in the dark (Frerard)
FanfictionFrank is an angsty asshole, at least that's what he lets on to be, When Gerard becomes his roommate he can't tell if he's happy or not. Don't speak. Don't touch my stuff. Without permission of course. Those were some of Franks rules for the qu...
