True life of frerard

A week passed, and i guess i was feeling better. the cuts had healed; they were almost gone. i regretted ever doing it because they haunted me. everyday and everynight. now all that was left were the scars...
"hey frankie...how you feeling?" his warm presence greeted me from behind as i buried my face into his warm neck. "i take that as a yes?" he said and giggled. it was so cute. adorable even!
i layed a gentle kiss upon his neck and broke away.
"coffee?" i asked, it was a stupid question though! of corse he wanted coffee!
his face lighted up. that was all i needed. "who do you think i am?! of corse i want coffee!" like i said...stupid question. i grined and walked to the kitchen, turning on the kettle and filling a cup with his usual, two sugars and not so much coffee. he never made it clear on what he wanted, so half the time i just guessed.
i walked in later with a hot, steaming cup of love as he called it! his eyes widened and he sat up quickly.
"smells good" he smiled and pulled the hot cup off me eagerly.
he yawned and spilt the hot liquid over him, he didnt respond like a normal person would. i mean...its boiling water! his only reaction was to pull off his top and throw the soaked shirt on the floor. i sat staring at the perfection facing me without realising.
"frankiiieeee?" i jumped and cast my gaze onto his hazel eyes with an embarrassed expression. "its ok..." laughing, he edged closer slowly running his hand up my thigh. i shivered in pleasure and tried to hide my red cheeks. "you know...your cute when you go red like that..."

Notes

im so sorry i havent updated in a long time...things have been going on at home and stuff...but im back to normal now! sorry this isnt great and its only short...
~JadeWayXO