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Radio Man
047
Frank wakes up on the floor, which is something he’s not too familiar with. He’s pretty sure he fell asleep on the couch, but as he looks up, he sees that Gerard has accompanied all of the space on the couch.
Obviously a bed hog. And a couch hog.
A slight breeze comes in through the window and Frank shivers uncontrollably for what seems like five (5) minutes. It’s only the start of December but fuck is it cold already.
“Don’ come ‘ere, mmmm no, he’s no home,” Frank frowns as he turns to face Gerard, who despite the previous talking, is asleep.
So he’s a sleep talker too. Great.
“Move the hell, over,” A grunt escapes Franks mouth as he kind of nicely shoves Gerard over into the edge of the couch so he can sit down.
“Mmmmnurgh,” Frank laughs a little before yawning.
It’s 10.15am and Frank could have slept more, but he has class today at midday and he needs to go.
Like, really needs to go, seeing as he’s missed out on his past few classes. Which is not good, not in Franks book. He needs to pass this damn class. If he doesn’t he will cry and he can’t get a refund on the money he paid to get in the class.
“Gerard, wake up. Come on, get up, oi, get up,” Franks finger kind of sinks a little when he pokes Gerard in the stomach.
Not saying Gerard’s fat! But he has a little pudge, just a little and it is kinda eating the very tip of Franks finger. Frank thinks it’s funny.
“Fu’ off,”
“Get up sleepy head,” Poke poke poke.
“I said fuck off,” Gerard sniffs, does some weird noise in the back of his throat and rolls over, his face smushed into the back cushioning of the couch.
“Hey, this is my apartment, go to Mikey’s if you wanna sleep more,” Frank giggles as Gerard groans.
“You’re so mean, I want to sleep more,” Gerard turns his face so he’s facing Frank.
He has red crease marks where his face was pressing against his arm and the little cushion Frank has decorating his couch.
He may be a guy, a manly guy and all, but he has to show he’s gay somehow.
“I know, but I got class today,” Frank pulls a sad face before smiling and slapping Gerards thigh. “So up ya get,”
“Mmmm, fine!” Gerard smiles before trying to stifle a yawn.
It doesn’t exactly go in his favour.
“What do you do for that anyway? You never told me over the radio or anything,”
“I do Psychology,” Frank grins and nods as Gerard slowly sits up before rubbing his eyes and yawning again.
Maybe Frank should’ve let him sleep more?
“Awesome, is it hard?”
“Eh, yeah it can be. But my teacher has a weird thing for me, so if I have trouble with anything he just helps and keeps helping until he basically gives me the answer so I can pass,” Frank shrugs as Gerard frowns.
“Should I feel threatned?” Frank laughs before nodding.
“Definetly, he’s a sexy piece, all old, grey and wrinkly. Just how I like them,” Gerard laughs while shaking his head.
“I have to mature a bit before I get you then,” Frank giggles before staring at Gerard.
What?
“What do you mean?”
“Well, we aren’t boyfriend and – and boyfriend yet, are we?” Gerard looks kind of confused.
“Uhh, no. No, we’re not,” Frank laughs a little but feels stupid.
Argh! We’re not together! Nothing has been confirmed! And here I’ve been talking and thinking of him as my boyfriend. Fuck.
“Yeah, so. Ummm,” Gerad scratches the back of his and Frank can tell things just got a little awkward.
“Coffee?” Complete change of subject, and Gerard looks kind of hurt but he quickly masks that with a smile.
“Heck yes,”
“And smoke,”
“God I love you,”
They both just stare at each other before running off to get the coffee ready and to change.
Things are little weird this morning.
Obviously a bed hog. And a couch hog.
A slight breeze comes in through the window and Frank shivers uncontrollably for what seems like five (5) minutes. It’s only the start of December but fuck is it cold already.
“Don’ come ‘ere, mmmm no, he’s no home,” Frank frowns as he turns to face Gerard, who despite the previous talking, is asleep.
So he’s a sleep talker too. Great.
“Move the hell, over,” A grunt escapes Franks mouth as he kind of nicely shoves Gerard over into the edge of the couch so he can sit down.
“Mmmmnurgh,” Frank laughs a little before yawning.
It’s 10.15am and Frank could have slept more, but he has class today at midday and he needs to go.
Like, really needs to go, seeing as he’s missed out on his past few classes. Which is not good, not in Franks book. He needs to pass this damn class. If he doesn’t he will cry and he can’t get a refund on the money he paid to get in the class.
“Gerard, wake up. Come on, get up, oi, get up,” Franks finger kind of sinks a little when he pokes Gerard in the stomach.
Not saying Gerard’s fat! But he has a little pudge, just a little and it is kinda eating the very tip of Franks finger. Frank thinks it’s funny.
“Fu’ off,”
“Get up sleepy head,” Poke poke poke.
“I said fuck off,” Gerard sniffs, does some weird noise in the back of his throat and rolls over, his face smushed into the back cushioning of the couch.
“Hey, this is my apartment, go to Mikey’s if you wanna sleep more,” Frank giggles as Gerard groans.
“You’re so mean, I want to sleep more,” Gerard turns his face so he’s facing Frank.
He has red crease marks where his face was pressing against his arm and the little cushion Frank has decorating his couch.
He may be a guy, a manly guy and all, but he has to show he’s gay somehow.
“I know, but I got class today,” Frank pulls a sad face before smiling and slapping Gerards thigh. “So up ya get,”
“Mmmm, fine!” Gerard smiles before trying to stifle a yawn.
It doesn’t exactly go in his favour.
“What do you do for that anyway? You never told me over the radio or anything,”
“I do Psychology,” Frank grins and nods as Gerard slowly sits up before rubbing his eyes and yawning again.
Maybe Frank should’ve let him sleep more?
“Awesome, is it hard?”
“Eh, yeah it can be. But my teacher has a weird thing for me, so if I have trouble with anything he just helps and keeps helping until he basically gives me the answer so I can pass,” Frank shrugs as Gerard frowns.
“Should I feel threatned?” Frank laughs before nodding.
“Definetly, he’s a sexy piece, all old, grey and wrinkly. Just how I like them,” Gerard laughs while shaking his head.
“I have to mature a bit before I get you then,” Frank giggles before staring at Gerard.
What?
“What do you mean?”
“Well, we aren’t boyfriend and – and boyfriend yet, are we?” Gerard looks kind of confused.
“Uhh, no. No, we’re not,” Frank laughs a little but feels stupid.
Argh! We’re not together! Nothing has been confirmed! And here I’ve been talking and thinking of him as my boyfriend. Fuck.
“Yeah, so. Ummm,” Gerad scratches the back of his and Frank can tell things just got a little awkward.
“Coffee?” Complete change of subject, and Gerard looks kind of hurt but he quickly masks that with a smile.
“Heck yes,”
“And smoke,”
“God I love you,”
They both just stare at each other before running off to get the coffee ready and to change.
Things are little weird this morning.
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