Frerard is Real

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Gerard’s eyelids were heavy. He yawned softly but kept his head low, resting on the soft covers. He wiped his eyes, licked his chapped lips. He really needed coffee. He sat up to the sound of Ray snoring, Mikey fast asleep-and Frank humming in the small kitchen a few feet away. Gerard looked at Frank who was drinking a mug of coffee very carefully due to the fact they were in a moving vehicle. Frank hummed an unfamiliar song-he was just making it up along the way. Frank’s eyes looked over to Mikey. Gerard can feel the tension on Frank.
Gerard moaned, “Morning.”
Frank looked up at him. He took in a deep breath and hesitated to say, “Morning”. He decided just to give a one nod, no eye contact needed.
At least it’s something. Gerard thought. He climbed down the small ladder of the bunk bed and exited the small room to the cramped kitchen. Gerard asked, “Is there anymore coffee?”
Frank shook his head, “No, but you can have mine.” Frank didn’t make eye contact as he held his mug out towards Gerard.
Gerard smiled a bit as he held onto the mug. His fingers touched Frank’s. Frank hesitated but quickly retreated his hand. He said, “Do you regret it?”
Gerard instantly knew what he was talking about, “Every second of the day...Frank, I need to know...is Frerard really over?”
Frank shrugged, “I’m not even sure if it really begun.” Gerard froze in place. Frank grabbed his mug back from Gerard and walked over to his guitar. He sat down, took a sip of his coffee. Gerard dropped his jaw in disbelief as sat in the chair in front of him, “Wow, okay. Fine.” Gerard kicked his feet up onto the small space that Frank had left on his chair. Frank pushed them off. Gerard kicked them back up again-Frank stared dead into his eye before pushing them off again. Gerard peered at Frank before kicking his knee. Frank rolled his eyes, “You’re irritating me.” He kicked Gerard back, “Stop.”
“You first.” Gerard kicked his side.
Frank’s inner animal took over as he jumped onto Gerard, knocking the entire chair back. Gerard held onto Frank’s shirt as they slammed onto the RV floor. Frank looked down at Gerard. Gerard stared up at him. The tip of their noses were only an inch away. Frank said softly, “Sorry…I don’t know what came over me.”
Gerard didn’t say a word. Instead he moved his hand off of Frank’s back to his cheek. He softly brushed his cheek with his thumb as Frank’s eyes got lost into Gerard’s. Gerard leaned in and kissed Frank’s lips lightly. Frank kissed back, but something about this kiss wasn’t like any of the kisses he had before, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or bad thing.
“I’m not going to explain this to Ray.” Mikey’s voice filled the ears of Frerard.
Frank and Gerard broke off the kiss to find Ray and Mikey underneath the small door frame. Ray scratched the back of his head but said nothing to the two who were still on top of each other.

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Patrick's morning was nice, calm. He awoke laying next to his beautiful wife, the sun was shining through the blinds, and his mind wasn't trailing thoughts on Frerard-oops. Patrick jumped out of bed, waking his wife. He struggled to get his laptop open as she groaned, "What are you doing?"
"Frerard needs me, love. Get some sleep."
She tossed her body to the opposite side of the bed, pulling the sheets over her. She mumbled, "It'd be great if you were here next to me."
Patrick logged into his Skype before moving off the rolling chair to his wife. He lifted the sheets up before meeting her brown eyes. He smiled a bit before kissing the tip of her nose, "I love you."
She smiled, "I love you too."
"Great," Patrick dropped the sheets before running over the bed back to his laptop. Just as he was about to call Gerard, the doorbell rang suddenly. He looked over to his wife. She smirked, "I'm not wearing pants."
Patrick winked with a smile before walking out of the bedroom to the front door. Patrick called, "I'm coming." He straightened his white t-shirt up before grabbing the doorknob and opening the door to-his clients.
Jack smiled, "What would you say to a nice day out?"
Patrick stared at the couples before repying, "What do you guys want?"
Alex handed Patrick a flyer, "To take you out on a relaxing day, Mr. Stump."
Patrick looked at the flyer, "Luxary Spa". Patrick handed Jack the flyer, "I'm busy."
"No, you're stressed." Alan snapped.
Patrick stared at the couples before smiling, "Is this what all of this is about?" Patrick laughed, "Guys, I'm fine."
Alan raised a brow, "So you weren't concern about Frerard?"
"Nope."
"You weren't about to call them through Skype?"
Patrick gave a look that asked, "how in hell did you know that?" Alan smiled, "Lucky guess."
Vic stepped in front of the group, "Listen, we really want you to have a day-at least one day without worries. No Frerard, Cashby, Fuenciado, or Jalex. Today, we're just your friends, not clients."
Patrick paused(mainly to think of an excuse) until finally replied, "I can't. My wife and I are going out."
"Oh, was I the only one who didn't know?" Elisa stepped by Patrick, "Honey, go ahead. I can take a day for myself and so can you."
Patrick was out of options.
He sighed, "Fine. Just let me get dressed." Patrick added before leaving the scene, "And I don't always think of you guys just as my clients. You guys have always been friends to me." Patrick smiled, and the group reflected.

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