I never told you what I do for a living

I wake to the sound of Franks quiet snoring next to me. God, he's adorable. I push some of his chocolate hair out of his face, which makes him wake up. He flutters his eyelids and smiles when he sees me.
"Gerard I thought last night was just a dream" he whispers while cuddling into my chest. I wrap my arms around him and kiss his forehead.
"Tell me more about yourself" he says after a moment of silence.
"like what?" I ask.
"like what is your favorite color? What do you do for a living?" Oh no, I was hoping he wouldn't ask that. Usually when people ask that I say I write and draw comic books, but I like Frank and I don't want to lie to him.
"well my favorite color is black."
"That's nice, mine is blue. What do you do for a job?"
"Frank that's what we need to talk about, ok? Just let me say everything I need to say, then you can talk." I explained everything to him. I couldn't tell how he was feeling about it.
"Gerard I want to work with you" is all he said after I finished talking.
"Come on Frank being a crimanal is not something I would want to drag you into. Besides dont you have a job?"
"I used to have a job, but I got fired. Please let me just try for one week and we can see how it goes. I just want to be with you." He looked up at me with a pleading look on his face. Who could say no to those eyes?
"I guess that makes us parteners in crime."

Notes

Hey guys sorry its short. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! This year I want to keep writing for you guys and hopefully have a few more fics by the end to the year :) thanks for reading!