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Title: Thinking About You
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: John Terry/Frank Lampard
Disclaimer: not mine.
Summary: Frank smiled and looked up at the sky as he thought about his small family of six including him.
A/N: My first AU, not sure where it came from - just felt like writing JT/Frank. Not betaed. Very short, only 768 words. Another note at the end.
Frank shoves his hands in his pockets as he walked along the path way that lead to the park where his family was residing. He’d had to go into the office early in the morning to finish up a few files before he could spend the weekend with his babies and his love.
Frank smiled and looked up at the sky as he thought about his small family of six including him. John, Luna, Georgie, Summer and Isla. He never imagined ever that he would fall for a man; it had been a long hard road for all of them. Frank had met John shortly after his then wife had died while giving birth to their second daughter. It threw him through a loop and he felt like he couldn’t breathe, like he would never be able to look at his daughter without feeling the loss of her mother but then he met John. John had been slowly recovering from the loss of his own wife in a car accident and he was thanking the Gods that the accident hadn’t taken his two children as well.
John had literally picked Frank up off the ground and bent him back into shape. As Frank thinks back on it he’s not too sure what would have happened if he hadn’t met John but he doesn’t think on that thought too long as a life without John isn’t a life worth living.
The hardest part, mostly, was telling their families that they had moved on and not just that but that they had moved on with another bloke. John’s family took it surprisingly well, a ‘well that’s nice dear, I’m sure this Frank is delightful and more grandchildren? Wonderful.’ John had stood there with his mouth hanging wide open in shock and his brother had laughed out loud before slapping him on the back and moving past him.
Frank’s family didn’t take it so well. Now that he thinks back on it he assumes that it was just too soon for them after Elen had died and they weren’t expecting, he wonders if they would have acted differently if John was a woman - then he snorts at the image of John in a short dress and high heals.
Frank had gone by himself without his kids, they were with John. He’d told them fast and had his eyes closed the silence lasted five seconds and then he opened his eyes to see tears on his mothers cheeks and a shocked look on his fathers, he hadn’t stayed around after that - he ran. He got home and by that stage tears were on his own cheeks and when he stepped inside John saw him and his heart broke at the expression on Frank’s face before taking him in his arms and wrapping him up tight. They’d fallen asleep wrapped around each other in bed with all their children surrounding them.
It was a couple of years later now and everything had finally seemed to fall into place, Frank admitted to himself with a happy smile.
He reached the park and smiled when he saw Georgie pushing Luna on the swings and her high pitched squeal of delight coming out loudly. Summer was with Isla in the sandpit and the two of them were helping each other to build a sandcastle. John was standing there watching the scene unfold before him with a genuine smile on his face and he was swaying slightly from side to side.
Frank slides quietly up behind John and slips his hands around his waist sliding his fingers under John’s shirt and ghosting his fingers across the bare skin he found there. John moaned quietly at the touch of Frank’s fingers to his stomach and the feel of Frank’s lips on his neck.
John’s head falls back to rest against Frank’s shoulder as he jokingly says, “Frank we’re in public.” Frank laughs into John’s neck and pulls back to rest cheek against John’s own.
“You’re back sooner than I thought.”
“I wanted to get back to you as quickly as possible.” Frank murmurs before continuing his assault on John’s neck letting his teeth graze the skin gently before biting down and then pulling back and licking the small wound that appeared.
“Mmm.” John muttered before leaning up for a kiss which Frank met eagerly. Their lips moved against each others in a slow innocent dance, one that wouldn’t scar their children in the near future.
“What’s gotten into you?” John whispers against Frank’s lips.
“Just been thinking about you.”
“You’re always thinking about me.”
“Are you complaining?”
“Never.”
Note: I mean no disrespect to Frank's family, Im sure they wouldnt act that way.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: John Terry/Frank Lampard
Disclaimer: not mine.
Summary: Frank smiled and looked up at the sky as he thought about his small family of six including him.
A/N: My first AU, not sure where it came from - just felt like writing JT/Frank. Not betaed. Very short, only 768 words. Another note at the end.
Frank shoves his hands in his pockets as he walked along the path way that lead to the park where his family was residing. He’d had to go into the office early in the morning to finish up a few files before he could spend the weekend with his babies and his love.
Frank smiled and looked up at the sky as he thought about his small family of six including him. John, Luna, Georgie, Summer and Isla. He never imagined ever that he would fall for a man; it had been a long hard road for all of them. Frank had met John shortly after his then wife had died while giving birth to their second daughter. It threw him through a loop and he felt like he couldn’t breathe, like he would never be able to look at his daughter without feeling the loss of her mother but then he met John. John had been slowly recovering from the loss of his own wife in a car accident and he was thanking the Gods that the accident hadn’t taken his two children as well.
John had literally picked Frank up off the ground and bent him back into shape. As Frank thinks back on it he’s not too sure what would have happened if he hadn’t met John but he doesn’t think on that thought too long as a life without John isn’t a life worth living.
The hardest part, mostly, was telling their families that they had moved on and not just that but that they had moved on with another bloke. John’s family took it surprisingly well, a ‘well that’s nice dear, I’m sure this Frank is delightful and more grandchildren? Wonderful.’ John had stood there with his mouth hanging wide open in shock and his brother had laughed out loud before slapping him on the back and moving past him.
Frank’s family didn’t take it so well. Now that he thinks back on it he assumes that it was just too soon for them after Elen had died and they weren’t expecting, he wonders if they would have acted differently if John was a woman - then he snorts at the image of John in a short dress and high heals.
Frank had gone by himself without his kids, they were with John. He’d told them fast and had his eyes closed the silence lasted five seconds and then he opened his eyes to see tears on his mothers cheeks and a shocked look on his fathers, he hadn’t stayed around after that - he ran. He got home and by that stage tears were on his own cheeks and when he stepped inside John saw him and his heart broke at the expression on Frank’s face before taking him in his arms and wrapping him up tight. They’d fallen asleep wrapped around each other in bed with all their children surrounding them.
It was a couple of years later now and everything had finally seemed to fall into place, Frank admitted to himself with a happy smile.
He reached the park and smiled when he saw Georgie pushing Luna on the swings and her high pitched squeal of delight coming out loudly. Summer was with Isla in the sandpit and the two of them were helping each other to build a sandcastle. John was standing there watching the scene unfold before him with a genuine smile on his face and he was swaying slightly from side to side.
Frank slides quietly up behind John and slips his hands around his waist sliding his fingers under John’s shirt and ghosting his fingers across the bare skin he found there. John moaned quietly at the touch of Frank’s fingers to his stomach and the feel of Frank’s lips on his neck.
John’s head falls back to rest against Frank’s shoulder as he jokingly says, “Frank we’re in public.” Frank laughs into John’s neck and pulls back to rest cheek against John’s own.
“You’re back sooner than I thought.”
“I wanted to get back to you as quickly as possible.” Frank murmurs before continuing his assault on John’s neck letting his teeth graze the skin gently before biting down and then pulling back and licking the small wound that appeared.
“Mmm.” John muttered before leaning up for a kiss which Frank met eagerly. Their lips moved against each others in a slow innocent dance, one that wouldn’t scar their children in the near future.
“What’s gotten into you?” John whispers against Frank’s lips.
“Just been thinking about you.”
“You’re always thinking about me.”
“Are you complaining?”
“Never.”
Note: I mean no disrespect to Frank's family, Im sure they wouldnt act that way.