Frank is sleeping peacefully next to me, his arm wrapped around my face, head resting in the crook of my neck.
I listen to his soft snores, smiling to myself. His small frame spurs, causing me to look over to him.
His eyes flutter open and meet mine, making him laugh quietly and snuggle closer to me.
I 'awe' quietly at him, making him chuckle slightly,
"What?" The tired boy giggles,
"You're fuckin' cute Frankie."
He smiles widely, "I think you're cuter Geebear."
Our eyes meet each others again, and I don't realize I'm leaning closer to him until our lips touch.
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To The End - Frerard
FanfictionImagine what it would be like for young Gerard Way to have a loved one. A savour. Hey, a boy can dream right? //TW// - !graphic imagery/scenes of s*icide / s*lf-harm, slurs, swearing, abuse, violence!
