Lazy Sunday Mornings

A third entry for stars' fluffy contest.

Gerard and Frank were entangled together murmuring sweet nothings to one another in the gentle morning sunlight. It wasn’t long though, until there was a creak of a door down the hall, the tiny pitter-patter of feet across the hardwood floor, and the tiny tap of miniature knuckles on the door.

Frerard.
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Inspired by the picture in the layout, I just thought it was just adorable :3