Gerard loved watching Frank.

Frank was moving around the kitchen with Charlie, putting away the many vegetables and fruits and vegan, tofu, soy whatever the fuck vegans eat. He had slipped his jeans on again, and they were snug around his thighs and calves. Gerard had never found legs attractive on men, but with Frank, it was almost like being at the Muni. He could sit back and watch the slight sway of the feminine hips.

“Well, it’s kind of fucking imponente, I mean, awesome.” Frank giggled at something Charlie had said. He often would have italian weave it’s way into his speech, and he would catch it, and correct himself.

Gerard found it really hot actually, the way the warm syllables would slide fluidly off of Frank’s tongue, his slight italian accent peaking through his adapted American one, showing his true heritage. It’s not like you couldn't already tell- from the dark warm chocolate of his hair, how it curled around his ears, and waved desultorily on his head. The sharp, extreme lines of his cheekbones. When the light hit them just right, you could see the shadows of small freckles dusted like glitter over his nose, honey-hazel eyes twinkling.

Frank set a carton of almond milk in the fridge and noticed Gerard staring. “What?” he asked, self consciously, and Gerard just shook his head and sunk further into the wooden chair. “You could help for once, you know.”

“Nah,” Gerard chuckled, “I’d rather check out your ass.” Frank scoffed and turned back around, shuffling through the plastic bags to find the remaining groceries hiding from him. “So, Charlie, what do you do for Frank?”

“Oh you know, he's kind of housework challenged. Ever since Monalea left him,” she laughs and waves her hand around for emphasis, “And he had no idea how to take care of a baby at sixteen, so me,” Charlie points at herself, “I hopped over from my mum’s to help, fresh out of Secondary School, and raised the precious doll.”

Gerard was a little confused. “Who’s Monalea?”

Frank’s eyes drooped and he opened his mouth to answer, “My old Nanny. When she found out that Lucia was pregnant, she abandoned my scrawny ass, and then Lucia did too. Roxas and me alone in an
apartment. Dad wouldn't send money. Fucked up shit.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah oh! My mum was all ‘Get your arse down there and help poor Francesco!’.” Charlie giggles, “I’m quite au fait with the young ones. I have eight siblings, half younger than me. It was a daft move of me, really.” she sighed, and closed the cabinet next to her.

“A daft move of you?” Frank said angrily (he was kidding, of course), “That was not stupid, saying it was stupid was stupid.”

Charlie waved him off, and Gerard started to giggle under his breathe, covering his mouth with his right hand to muffle it. “Well, you have me now.”

“I do.” Frank smiled.

Gerard took his phone out of his back pocket, ignoring the slight chitter chatter of the other two people in
the room. It was 3:21. “Hey Frank, what time does Roxas get out of Pre-K?”

Frank shuffled a bit, and scrunched his nose. “Uh, like 3:30, why?”

“It’s 3:21.”

“Oh shitshitshitshit shit shi-! We have to go pick her up like now.” Frank looked around frantically for his black socks, and saw them pushed under the coffee table. “Her teacher is gonna be so pissed off at me. ShitShitShitshitshit shit!”

Gerard jumped up, and shuffled to the door, pulling on his black Doc Marten’s over the thick purple socks. “Take my car?”

“Yeah.”

Charlie just kind of shuffled around, pulling at her purple bangs a bit. She didn’t know whether to leave, or stay, or just- it was often this happened. Being forgotten. “Uh.”

Frank looked up from the couch, he was tying his converse. “Charlie, can you, um-”

“I was just leaving.” She said, giving Frank a smile, and grabbed her green hemp bag. “I have to cook dinner for me and Xander, help her find an apartment and stuff.”

“Xander?” Frank mumbled under his breath, and Gerard wrapped his arm around his waist.

“It was nice meeting you, Charlie.” Gerard smiled, and Charlie nodded and slipped out the door. “Ready to go?” He turned to Frank.

“Yeah, Babe.”

~

When they pulled into the small recreational center, where Little Friend’s Day Care was housed, a ton of women where shuffling in and out, children in hand.

Gerard got out of the driver’s seat, and walked around to open the door for Frank. “Such a gentlemen.” Frank murmured, and Gerard just smiled, leaning down to embrace him in a quick, secluded kiss.

They walked to the front glass doors, the young women fawning from afar over Frank, and barely sending a glance to Gerard, who opened the door for Frank again.

“Well Hi there!” A blonde woman with a very annoying voice greeted them, “How are ya doin’ Frank? Roxas talked about you today in show and tell.” She winked, and Gerard tried not to laugh at her not-very-subtle way of flirting, and walked over to the parenting pamphlets.

He smiled, “I’m doing great, Peggy.” she leaned forward on the desk and smiled even bigger, eyes crinkling. Creepy, Frank thought. “Can I sign Roxas out now?” Peggy was still leaning forward and smiling like a complete idiot. “Uh?”

“Oh! Sure thing, sweetheart.” Peggy snapped back to reality, and shuffled around in the desk drawer, to reveal a clipboard with a sign in sheet on it. “Here ye go.” she pushed it forward, sticky sweet smile not fading one bit.

Frank leaned over and grabbed a pen out of the coffee cup, signing Roxas out, Peggy’s eyes following his every movement. “Thanks Peggy, I'll just head around and get her.”

She nodded, and Frank started to go around the sign in desk before Peggy stopped him. “ I was wondering, Sugar, if you wanted to take me out to dinner this weekend?”

Frank’s jaw twitched, and he cleared his throat. “Uh, I’m not really sure that’s such a good idea...” he started, not looking Peggy in her super, spine chilling, brown eyes.

“And why’s that?” She said, smile dimming a bit.

“Well-”

Gerard came back over, wrapping his arms around Frank protectively, giving him a small peck on the cheek, “Hey, sorry to interrupt, but I was wondering if we could get chinese this fine evening?” he drawled in a thick bedroom voice, eyes half lidded, and mouth in a very seductive smirk. Peggy’s eyes were bugging out from her face.

Oh he was good.

“That’s fine with me.” Frank lifted his arm to put his hand on Gerard’s jaw, smiling up at him, through his long dark eyelashes. “Sorry, Peggy.”

With that he grabbed Gerard’s hand, and they walked back to a red door, which had scattered drawings that you could blatantly tell children had drawn. Frank pushed the door open, and Roxas ran up to him, squealing in delight.

“Daddy! And Gee-rard!”

Both the older boys laughed and Frank knelt down, picking up Roxas in his arms. “Hey baby girl! You missed me?”

“Yeah yeha yeah!” She squealed, peeing over Frank’s shoulder to Gerard. “Hi, Geee.”

Gerard cracked a lopsided smile, “Hey Roxas.”

She just stared and then started to giggle, both the boys looking oddly at her. “I want Chinese.” Roxas exclaimed, her toothy grin spread wide. Frank’s eyebrow raised at Gerard.

“What is with everybody and this damn Chinese.”

Notes

I AM SO SORRY FOR MY ABSENCE!
I missed you guys a ton.
And a ton to come in the future, but comments, and ideas are welcome.

OH, and my new Frerard should be up by Monday!!!
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Tata my lovelies,
XoXo Sage