pancakes
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Gerard giggled as Frank cursed to himself.
It was a good few hours after their little reunion, and Frank had asked Gerard to stay and watch a movie, and Gerard knew damn well that Frank had work to attend, and he really wanted to scold Frank for trying to skip work again but well, old habits die hard, and Gerard really didn't want to be apart from him so Gerard just sort of gave up on his moral compass and went with it.
They were now watching a scary movie on Frank's couch, and every time there was a jump-scare Frank would jolt and curse quietly. It was actually really funny, but for the sake of his boyfriend not pouting at him, Gerard decided not to laugh at him.
Well, he was trying.
"Fucking cock shit." Frank grumbled and Gerard laughed again.
He turned his head as much as he could seeing as he was cuddled into Frank, and pressed a small kiss to his jaw.
"You're such a scaredy-cat, Frankie." Gerard whispered with a smile, making Frank raise an eyebrow.
"Says the guy that got scared by the shower turning on."
"I didn't know Mikey was home!" Gerard insisted, "I thought a murderer broke into my apartment and wanted a quick shower before he killed me."
Frank chuckled and pressed a kiss to the side of his head, "Whatever you say, sugar."
Gerard grumbled under his breath to hide the fact that he was definitely blushing at the nickname.
Frank laughed again, this time because of Gerard's reaction.
He kissed his head again, and moved Gerard's face to his gently.
Gerard smiled shyly as Frank kissed his lips softly, his thumb brushing against Gerard's rosy cheek.
When they pulled apart, Frank smiled warmly at him, making Gerard's heart swell. Gerard kissed him again, this time a bit harder, and pushed Frank's chest back gently as he moved himself to face Frank properly.
Frank held Gerard's hips as Gerard's arms wrapped around Frank's neck instinctively. Gerard couldn't help but smile to himself as they kissed deeply, because he really had missed being intimate with Frank, and it felt like years since they'd had a chance to make out on Frank's couch, but Gerard supposed it had only been a week.
Gerard's hands found themselves on Frank's shoulders, and he pulled back with a grin, his face almost mirroring Frank's. They laughed quietly before delving right back into their kissing.
And Gerard nearly broke his damn phone when he heard it ringing. Why was it that every time him and Frank were decidedly busy, someone wanted to call?
Gerard groaned loudly in annoyance as he pulled away, watching Frank pout.
Gerard reached for his phone that was next to them, and sighed when he saw it was Brendon.
He answered it with annoyance, and put the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" He asked, and blushed when Frank moved him into his lap.
"Hey G-baby." Brendon said, making Gerard sigh.
"I'm not even gonna ask how high you are right now." Gerard said quietly, looking at his lap when he spoke because the last thing he needed was to be staring at Frank's gorgeous face as he spoke to a high Brendon.
"I'm not high, stop assuming I'm always high! It's actually really offensive, like, you don't see me being a dick to you about your weirdass crap." Brendon ranted.
"Yes but I act like a normal human being, dickwad." Gerard rolled his eyes, and tensed up when he felt Frank shifting him up his body.
He looked up briefly to see Frank smiling at him, well, smiling for a few moments before he nestled his head in Gerard's shoulder. Gerard shrugged it off and attempted to listen to a rambling Brendon.
"You're just an ass because your hair dye costs more than your rent-"
"Okay is there like a reason you called me or something?" Gerard interrupted, attempting to keep his voice normal when he felt Frank's warm breath on his neck, making goosebumps litter his skin.
"Yeah, duh, I need you to cover my shift on Friday. I'm going to New York for Thanksgiving and I'm leaving early." Brendon said, though honestly, Gerard wasn't really listening at the moment, because fuck Frank had started kissing his neck.
"Frank," He whispered, hoping he would get the message and stop before he did something embarrassing whilst still on the call with Brendon.
"Uh, no it's Bren over here." Brendon said with a confused tone, making Gerard flush red.
"Yeah sorry I just, g-got a message from Frank." Gerard pulled Frank's hair in annoyance when Frank completely ignored his earlier warning, which really only caused Frank to moan softly against his neck, which in turn of fucking course made Gerard release a breathy moan into the fucking phone at the vibrations.
"Okay, you're being super weird. You okay there, Big boy?" Brendon asked slowly.
"Yeah- just, just have a stomach ache or something." Gerard was really about to fucking give up when Frank bit down softly on the bottom of his neck, making him whimper.
"And you say I'm the high one." Brendon said with a laugh, "I just need to know if you'll be cool for this Friday."
"Um, yeah that's- that's fine." Gerard chocked out, and eventually the two of them hung up.
The moment the phone was tossed to the side Gerard pushed Frank's face away from his skin and glared at him.
"You are such an ass, d'you know that?" Gerard said in an embarrassed tone.
Frank laughed at this and shrugged, "I try."
Gerard rolled his eyes and swatted his chest, "Let's just finish this fucking movie."
"Wait, so we aren't gonna... y'know..?" Frank asked with a suggestive tone.
Gerard giggled, "No, we definitely aren't after you pulled that shit."
Frank sighed in annoyance, well, Gerard could tell it was fake annoyance because when he turned his head back to face the television Frank had this dumb smile on his face. Gerard grinned to himself, he moved so he was still in Frank's lap but facing the TV. He leaned back against Frank's chest, loving how warm Frank was, and how nice he smelled. Frank always smelled like mint and cigarettes, and Gerard loved it.
Frank wrapped his arms around Gerard's waist and kissed his head again.
"Love you." Frank mumbled against Gerard's messy hair.
Gerard smiled shyly to himself, "I love you too, Frankie."
Gerard put his hands over Frank's as they settled down to finish watching, and Gerard laughed again when Frank swore at the scene with a door slamming shut.
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Gerard wouldn't call the shirt he was wearing Frank's, because, well, weren't couples meant to share everything?
Sure Frank may have bought it, and maybe had the intention of wearing it himself, but Gerard wasn't really too focused on that, instead he was making pancakes. It was around three in the morning, and he was making pancakes.
One, because pancakes are a delicious treat that can be eaten at anytime, and two, Frank would be getting back from work any second and he really wanted to surprise him. Frank always did such spontaneous and nice things for him, so he decided it was time to even out the playing field a bit.
Just as he went to flip the last blueberry pancake, he heard the front door open. Gerard nearly laughed at the loud yawn Frank let out, probably not knowing Gerard was in the apartment.
And Gerard wouldn't call himself psychic, but Frank did jump straight out of his skin when he saw a messy-haired Gerard in the kitchen.
"Gee?" He asked with wide eyes, "Baby, what're you doing here, aren't you meant to be in bed?"
Gerard grinned and shrugged, "Probably."
"So what are you-" Frank stopped his sentence when he smelled the air, the smell of fresh pancake batter had filled up the apartment, and Frank looked like he was on drugs the moment he sniffed it.
"You made pancakes." He said, and he said in that airy way children usually do when they talk about their favourite superheroes.
Gerard nodded and placed the last pancake on the large plate filled with the other ones.
"Didn't want you to come home so late to an empty apartment." Gerard said softly as he got out some maple syrup and placed it next to the plate.
He turned around to face Frank fully now, and showcased his best grin, showing all of his little teeth.
Frank smiled warmly at him and moved closer, he wrapped his arms around Gerard's waist and smiled wider when he saw what Gerard was wearing.
"You're wearing my shirt too." Frank said, and he sounded almost boastful, like it was something to brag about.
Gerard's cheeks turned rosy as he nodded again, "I think you mean our shirt."
"You spilled stuff on your own shirt didn't you?"
"No comment." Gerard mumbled as Frank giggled.
Gerard turned away from Frank to bring the plate into the dining room.
Frank followed him close behind and practically pushed Gerard against the table once Gerard placed down the pancakes. Gerard smiled at Frank, who cupped Gerard's face in his hands with a warm expression.
He placed a soft kiss on Gerard's lips, and smiled into it. He moved himself so that he was once again holding onto Gerard's middle, with his head tucked between Gerard's shoulder and neck.
"You're so perfect... every lil inch of you." Frank mumbled quietly into Gerard's ear, and Gerard's face reddened at the compliment.
He placed his hands on Frank's chest, "Frankie.."
Frank just grinned against the side of Gerard's head, and placed a little kiss under his ear, right on Gerard's sensitive spot. Gerard closed his eyes in relaxation when Frank started peppering soft kisses around the area.
"Mm, whatcha doing there, Frankie?" Gerard asked with a smile, seemingly out of breath.
Frank sucked lightly and Gerard let his hands travel up to Frank's messy hair, and he couldn't help but giggle.
"Someone needs a haircut." He laughed, seeing as Frank's shaggy brown hair covered his eyes and almost went down to his shoulders.
Frank didn't respond verbally, he just laughed against Gerard's sensitive neck and kissed his way back up to Gerard's lips and soon pulled back with his own grin.
"Are you gonna spend the night?" Frank asked hopefully.
"If you want me to." Gerard said softly, watching Frank nod furiously.
Frank kissed Gerard's cheek before pulling back and holding both of his hands.
"Can we eat the pancakes now?" He asked excitedly.
Gerard laughed and nodded.
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next chapter might have smut i'm still debating it.. thanks for reading :)