ficlet
Title: Gerardwantstohavebabies!ficlet
Author: mcrnut
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Rating: idk, PG?
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary:
"Frank, I want to have kids."
"Uh huh," Frank says, then "what?"
A/N: ahahah I have no excuse for this /o\ AT LEAST I WROTE SOMETHING.
For picture challenge 5 over at picturethis_mcr
Sun filters through the thin curtains and leaves warm spots on Gerard's t-shirt as he stretches between the sheets. He yawns and twists, curling up close to the figure beside him.
"Frank?" He whispers, stuffing his toes under Frank's warm legs.
Frank makes a grumpy noise into his pillow.
"Frank?" Gerard says a little louder.
Moaning, Frank lifts his head up and opens a cranky eye at Gerard. "Time 's it?"
"Early." Gerard says, wiggling closer under the damp sheets.
Frank gives him a half-smile and lifts a heavy arm to pull Gerard close. He sighs and pushes his nose against his cheek. "Go back to sleep." He slurs, his moist breath hot against Gerard's jaw and neck.
Gerard strokes a hand over his hair and makes a non-committal sound, fingers sliding soothingly through the brown locks. He ghosts his lips over Frank's forehead and says. "Frank, I want to have kids."
"Uh huh," Frank says, then "what?"
"I want to have kids." And his stomach is doing all sorts of weird jumpy things. The bed creaks when Frank leans up on his elbows to look at him, searching his face for a couple of minutes.
"You want to have kids." He echoes, blinking.
Gerard swallows and nods, running a nervous hand through his hair. "I mean, I think we're ready." He touches Frank's bare chest absently. "What -- how do you feel about that?"
"At ass o'clock in the morning? I have no fucking idea." He rubs his face, frowning.
When Gerard withdraws his hand and picks at his nails, looking at a ray of light cast across their sheets with his mouth pulled in a tight line, Frank sighs. "That sounded harsh, I didn't mean it like that." He turns and sits up fully on the bed scratching his belly. "You've thought about this a lot haven't you?"
"I, yeah. I have." Gerard says. He pulls the covers up around his waist and leans against Frank's side. "I've always wanted to be a Dad, you know. And I can't," He inhales deeply and murmurs against the side of Frank's dry, warm throat. "And I want to do it with you."
The sharp exhales of breaths tickle against Gerard's hair and he can almost hear Frank thinking. "You're serious about this." He says quietly, a hand coming up to squeeze Gerard's shoulder, rough fingertips sliding under his shirt.
Gerard pulls back slightly. "We both have stable jobs and," he smiles, "and we could paint the guest room."
Frank laughs, short and beautiful, and cups the side of his face, kissing him slowly. Gerard gives him a confused look and drags his thumb over the smoothness of Frank's hip, eyes falling shut at the feel of Frank nipping carefully on his lower lip.
"Okay." Frank says when he pulls back, resting his forehead lightly against Gerard's. "If you think we can do it."
Gerard makes a happy noise and wraps his arms around Frank's neck. "Really?"
"Yeah." Frank grins, flattening his palm against Gerard's lower back, hugging him close.
Later, while Frank's in the shower, Gerard makes coffee. He looks at their tiny kitchen table, just big enough for Frank and Gerard and maybe one more. He smiles into his mug.
Author: mcrnut
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Rating: idk, PG?
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary:
"Frank, I want to have kids."
"Uh huh," Frank says, then "what?"
A/N: ahahah I have no excuse for this /o\ AT LEAST I WROTE SOMETHING.
For picture challenge 5 over at picturethis_mcr
Sun filters through the thin curtains and leaves warm spots on Gerard's t-shirt as he stretches between the sheets. He yawns and twists, curling up close to the figure beside him.
"Frank?" He whispers, stuffing his toes under Frank's warm legs.
Frank makes a grumpy noise into his pillow.
"Frank?" Gerard says a little louder.
Moaning, Frank lifts his head up and opens a cranky eye at Gerard. "Time 's it?"
"Early." Gerard says, wiggling closer under the damp sheets.
Frank gives him a half-smile and lifts a heavy arm to pull Gerard close. He sighs and pushes his nose against his cheek. "Go back to sleep." He slurs, his moist breath hot against Gerard's jaw and neck.
Gerard strokes a hand over his hair and makes a non-committal sound, fingers sliding soothingly through the brown locks. He ghosts his lips over Frank's forehead and says. "Frank, I want to have kids."
"Uh huh," Frank says, then "what?"
"I want to have kids." And his stomach is doing all sorts of weird jumpy things. The bed creaks when Frank leans up on his elbows to look at him, searching his face for a couple of minutes.
"You want to have kids." He echoes, blinking.
Gerard swallows and nods, running a nervous hand through his hair. "I mean, I think we're ready." He touches Frank's bare chest absently. "What -- how do you feel about that?"
"At ass o'clock in the morning? I have no fucking idea." He rubs his face, frowning.
When Gerard withdraws his hand and picks at his nails, looking at a ray of light cast across their sheets with his mouth pulled in a tight line, Frank sighs. "That sounded harsh, I didn't mean it like that." He turns and sits up fully on the bed scratching his belly. "You've thought about this a lot haven't you?"
"I, yeah. I have." Gerard says. He pulls the covers up around his waist and leans against Frank's side. "I've always wanted to be a Dad, you know. And I can't," He inhales deeply and murmurs against the side of Frank's dry, warm throat. "And I want to do it with you."
The sharp exhales of breaths tickle against Gerard's hair and he can almost hear Frank thinking. "You're serious about this." He says quietly, a hand coming up to squeeze Gerard's shoulder, rough fingertips sliding under his shirt.
Gerard pulls back slightly. "We both have stable jobs and," he smiles, "and we could paint the guest room."
Frank laughs, short and beautiful, and cups the side of his face, kissing him slowly. Gerard gives him a confused look and drags his thumb over the smoothness of Frank's hip, eyes falling shut at the feel of Frank nipping carefully on his lower lip.
"Okay." Frank says when he pulls back, resting his forehead lightly against Gerard's. "If you think we can do it."
Gerard makes a happy noise and wraps his arms around Frank's neck. "Really?"
"Yeah." Frank grins, flattening his palm against Gerard's lower back, hugging him close.
Later, while Frank's in the shower, Gerard makes coffee. He looks at their tiny kitchen table, just big enough for Frank and Gerard and maybe one more. He smiles into his mug.