15. Early
Title - Nature Boy
Author -
fic_type_thing
Pairing - Gerard Way/Frank Iero.
Rating - PG
Summary - Vacation in the nature
Prompt - Early
Disclaimer - FAKE
Authors notes - Dedicated to
oh_i_swear for being generally awesome.
For the first time in forever while outside, Gerard was not clutching a pack of cigarettes in his hand and he did not have one perched between his middle and index finger. It was pretty warm outside, at the end of the summer like this. He hadn't been out for long -relatively- but long enough to know that the sun was just about peaking up over the horizon as he sat perched on the beach, 50 yards away from the house.
It smelled like early morning. Early morning and saltwater and sand and the forest surrounding, all mixed together into something Gerard seemed to feed off of lately. This was just one vacation that he'd really fucking needed lately. Almost 2 years of non-stop touring, and adjusting to this was kind of difficult. The hardest was probably just doing nothing all day. No deadlines or certain times he needed to be at certain places. Sure, it got restless, but it was just heaven.
Dressed in a pair of shorts and a rather large hoodie, bought for cuddling purposes even though it was almost a little too warm for a hoodie, Gerard was sitting Indian style in the sand. Arms laid loosely in his lap, playing a bit with the sand right in front of him. The water just a short distance away looked cold, and before the sun had come up properly to shine down onto it, he had gotten the shivers from just looking at it. Now it glittered honey brown, because of the sand at the bottom.
He yawned quietly, not bothering to cover his mouth, as a slightly confused and tired-looking Frank Iero stuck his head just outside the cabin behind Gerard. Too caught up in watching the nature spread out in front of him, Gerard didn't notice as the mosquito netted door slid to the side, letting a scarcely clothed Frank outside. He merely had the thin sheets wrapped around his waist, not caring much that they dragged against the sand as he made his way slowly to his lover. Not until Frank had gotten a little closer did Gerard hear the sounds of fabric against sand, but he didn't have to turn around to know who it was. There was only two people who knew where Frank and Gerard were, and those two people were Frank and Gerard. So he didn't turn around, just sat still, and looked up to the side when Frank sat down next to him, sheets still around his waist.
"Good morning." He whispered with his lips against Gerard's ear. Frank pressed a small, chaste kiss right behind it before leaning his head down onto his shoulder. Gerard just nuzzled down against it, closing his eyes for a moment as Frank's scent blended in with the rest of the nature around him.
"Isn't it beautiful outside?"
"I love you."
Gerard didn't reply at first. Tried to think out something better than just another "I love you too". It didn't worry Frank when Gerard didn't say anything. This situation had happened several times before, where Frank would have to wait for a reply. It just meant more and more each time.
"You know how people have their happy places? Like, the place where they go when things suck so bad that they need to picture something else?" Frank didn't reply. Didn't want to stop his train of thought. Gerard continued a few moments later. "This is what I see. When things get that bad. This is what I see. This river, these trees, the sand." He explained. Frank waited. He'd wait forever for Gerard.
"And then there's you. You aren't in the middle. See that dock over there?" A not so big dock, attached to the beach and reaching out a bit into the water. "You're sitting on it. And you have your feet in the water, swinging them back and forth slowly." The words could have come out better, but this was exactly what was on his mind right now, and to him, it definitely meant love.
"...Am I naked?"
Author -
fic_type_thing
Pairing - Gerard Way/Frank Iero.
Rating - PG
Summary - Vacation in the nature
Prompt - Early
Disclaimer - FAKE
Authors notes - Dedicated to
oh_i_swear for being generally awesome.
For the first time in forever while outside, Gerard was not clutching a pack of cigarettes in his hand and he did not have one perched between his middle and index finger. It was pretty warm outside, at the end of the summer like this. He hadn't been out for long -relatively- but long enough to know that the sun was just about peaking up over the horizon as he sat perched on the beach, 50 yards away from the house.
It smelled like early morning. Early morning and saltwater and sand and the forest surrounding, all mixed together into something Gerard seemed to feed off of lately. This was just one vacation that he'd really fucking needed lately. Almost 2 years of non-stop touring, and adjusting to this was kind of difficult. The hardest was probably just doing nothing all day. No deadlines or certain times he needed to be at certain places. Sure, it got restless, but it was just heaven.
Dressed in a pair of shorts and a rather large hoodie, bought for cuddling purposes even though it was almost a little too warm for a hoodie, Gerard was sitting Indian style in the sand. Arms laid loosely in his lap, playing a bit with the sand right in front of him. The water just a short distance away looked cold, and before the sun had come up properly to shine down onto it, he had gotten the shivers from just looking at it. Now it glittered honey brown, because of the sand at the bottom.
He yawned quietly, not bothering to cover his mouth, as a slightly confused and tired-looking Frank Iero stuck his head just outside the cabin behind Gerard. Too caught up in watching the nature spread out in front of him, Gerard didn't notice as the mosquito netted door slid to the side, letting a scarcely clothed Frank outside. He merely had the thin sheets wrapped around his waist, not caring much that they dragged against the sand as he made his way slowly to his lover. Not until Frank had gotten a little closer did Gerard hear the sounds of fabric against sand, but he didn't have to turn around to know who it was. There was only two people who knew where Frank and Gerard were, and those two people were Frank and Gerard. So he didn't turn around, just sat still, and looked up to the side when Frank sat down next to him, sheets still around his waist.
"Good morning." He whispered with his lips against Gerard's ear. Frank pressed a small, chaste kiss right behind it before leaning his head down onto his shoulder. Gerard just nuzzled down against it, closing his eyes for a moment as Frank's scent blended in with the rest of the nature around him.
"Isn't it beautiful outside?"
"I love you."
Gerard didn't reply at first. Tried to think out something better than just another "I love you too". It didn't worry Frank when Gerard didn't say anything. This situation had happened several times before, where Frank would have to wait for a reply. It just meant more and more each time.
"You know how people have their happy places? Like, the place where they go when things suck so bad that they need to picture something else?" Frank didn't reply. Didn't want to stop his train of thought. Gerard continued a few moments later. "This is what I see. When things get that bad. This is what I see. This river, these trees, the sand." He explained. Frank waited. He'd wait forever for Gerard.
"And then there's you. You aren't in the middle. See that dock over there?" A not so big dock, attached to the beach and reaching out a bit into the water. "You're sitting on it. And you have your feet in the water, swinging them back and forth slowly." The words could have come out better, but this was exactly what was on his mind right now, and to him, it definitely meant love.
"...Am I naked?"