I'll Be Your Gerard If You'll Be My Frank

Fucking Adorable

{Frank's POV}

I slowly opened my eyes and waited for them to adjust to the light.

Where was I?

The room was dark but still light enough to see.

It wasn't my bedroom.

I noticed then that I was lying on my side.

I was on a bed.

I looked up to see Gerard looking down at me.

Oh.

He smiled, "Hi."

"Hi."

I was in Gerard's room.

Okay, that made sense.

Had I fallen asleep?

We were lying on his bed.

Gerard had his arm around me and I had my arm around his middle.

Is this what you call spooning?

I think so.

Gerard was the big spoon and I was the little spoon.

Well, I was little so yeah okay.

"What time is it?" I rubbed my eyes a little.

"Uh... About half eight."

Oh.

Okay.

How long had I been asleep?

He started stroking my back with one of his hands.

I tightened my arm around his middle, trying to get as close as possible to him.

This was nice.

He kissed my forehead.

I looked back up into his eyes.

"You fell asleep," He couldn't help but grin at me, "It took me awhile to realise though. I was kind of talking to myself for longer than I'd like to admit."

Aw bless.

I laughed a little, "Sorry. I guess I was tired. School must take it out of me."

"Apparently so," He nodded, "I didn't mind though. You're cute when you're asleep."

He blushed a little as he said this.

A smile spread across my face.

"Well, you're cute all the time."

Okay, I admit that sounded cheesier than I had intended.

He blushed harder.

"No, I'm not."

No way was I letting him put himself down.

I shook my head, "You so are, Gee. I'm so lucky I have you."

His lips turned up at the corners and he said, "I'm the lucky one."

He then hesitantly leant down until his face was right next to mine.

I decided to close the gap for him.

He was still a little shy when it came to taking the lead in intimate things.

I have to admit, I found that unbelievably cute.

When our lips touched, my insides leapt.

We were both turning into professionals when it came to kissing.

I guess we had had plenty of practise... If you know what I mean...

The kiss was slow and tender.