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I turned gently in my sleep, dreaming about the new song Frank and I were writing for the band. My dreams predicted it was going to be hit.
I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I asked
"Oh... yeah I'm fine" he mumbled back nervously.
Another crash of thunder lit up the sky and I heard Frank whimper quietly.
"Do you want to come get in my bed?"
"Yes please" he whispered.
I pulled open the curtains of my bunk and Frank slid in next to me. I pulled the bed covers tightly round us both. Another wave of thunder. I felt Frank trembling delicately beside me. I put my arms round him gently and pulled him closer towards me. Yet more thunder. He let out another quiet whimper and buried his face into my neck. I held onto him tighter and stroked his hair softly, whispering soothing words into his ear.
I felt him relax next to me and he stopped trembling quite so badly.
"Thanks Gee" he breathed into my ear.
The feel of his breath on my neck made me shiver.
I pulled him closer still and kissed his forehead gently.
"S'alright…" and after a pause I added, "I love you Frankie"
"I love you too Gee" he smiled back, tilting his head up slightly so he was staring into my eyes.
Then it happened. That magical moment I had been waiting for, for God knows how long. He pressed his lips gently to mine. I responded, placing my hands on his hips and flicking my tongue slowly across his lower lip. He parted his lips slightly, and I hesitantly slid my tongue between them. He reacted by entwining his fingers into my hair and pulling me deeper into the kiss, massaging his tongue against mine. I began breathing more heavily as the kiss became more passionate, and Frank moaned gently into my mouth. I slid my hands down from his hips, onto his thigh, hitching his leg up over my own.
"Oh Frankie" I moaned quietly, kissing him harder.
We carried on kissing like this for a few minutes, only breaking apart momentarily to draw breath. Our tryst was cut short however by the sound of Mikey waking up with a start, mumbling something about toasters and forks. We both froze. Mikey lay back down and began snoring faintly. We knew he was out for the count again, but the sudden interruption had shaken us both.
"I… uh… I guess I should probably go back to my own bed now" Frank murmured, grinning sheepishly.
"Okay" I agreed, nodding.
Just as he was turning away, I grabbed his wrist, pulling him into a tight embrace.
"I meant what I said before you know, when I said I loved you" I purred into his ear.
"So did I" He grinned back, kissing me softly again, before slipping out of my embrace and back to his own bunk.
I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I asked
"Oh... yeah I'm fine" he mumbled back nervously.
Another crash of thunder lit up the sky and I heard Frank whimper quietly.
"Do you want to come get in my bed?"
"Yes please" he whispered.
I pulled open the curtains of my bunk and Frank slid in next to me. I pulled the bed covers tightly round us both. Another wave of thunder. I felt Frank trembling delicately beside me. I put my arms round him gently and pulled him closer towards me. Yet more thunder. He let out another quiet whimper and buried his face into my neck. I held onto him tighter and stroked his hair softly, whispering soothing words into his ear.
I felt him relax next to me and he stopped trembling quite so badly.
"Thanks Gee" he breathed into my ear.
The feel of his breath on my neck made me shiver.
I pulled him closer still and kissed his forehead gently.
"S'alright…" and after a pause I added, "I love you Frankie"
"I love you too Gee" he smiled back, tilting his head up slightly so he was staring into my eyes.
Then it happened. That magical moment I had been waiting for, for God knows how long. He pressed his lips gently to mine. I responded, placing my hands on his hips and flicking my tongue slowly across his lower lip. He parted his lips slightly, and I hesitantly slid my tongue between them. He reacted by entwining his fingers into my hair and pulling me deeper into the kiss, massaging his tongue against mine. I began breathing more heavily as the kiss became more passionate, and Frank moaned gently into my mouth. I slid my hands down from his hips, onto his thigh, hitching his leg up over my own.
"Oh Frankie" I moaned quietly, kissing him harder.
We carried on kissing like this for a few minutes, only breaking apart momentarily to draw breath. Our tryst was cut short however by the sound of Mikey waking up with a start, mumbling something about toasters and forks. We both froze. Mikey lay back down and began snoring faintly. We knew he was out for the count again, but the sudden interruption had shaken us both.
"I… uh… I guess I should probably go back to my own bed now" Frank murmured, grinning sheepishly.
"Okay" I agreed, nodding.
Just as he was turning away, I grabbed his wrist, pulling him into a tight embrace.
"I meant what I said before you know, when I said I loved you" I purred into his ear.
"So did I" He grinned back, kissing me softly again, before slipping out of my embrace and back to his own bunk.
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Okay, this is just a quick Frerard one shot I did at like 4 o'clock in the morning when I couldn't sleep
Don't be mean please, it's my first Frerard, and it's not my best work
Anyway, don't forget to comment and fave xxxxx
Don't be mean please, it's my first Frerard, and it's not my best work
Anyway, don't forget to comment and fave xxxxx
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i read gay fanfics because my crush is straight . ;^;