My Angel, Why Have You Fallen? [0/5]
Title: Snow Falling on Bodies
Author: pansyxdaisy "Euna"
Pairing: Gerard/Frank(ie)
Rating: R
POV: Gerard
Summary: If Gerard could hold Frank one last time, then maybe He'll be able to forget him.
Disclaimer: Not only am I a writer, but I'm also a liar.
Author Notes: I got this idea from the book/movie "Snow Falling on Cedars".
Warnings: pedophilia, buttsecks, YOUR MOM.
There we were, under the cedar trees, as melted snow slid down the coarse, rough, bark. But snow is just as unpredictable as love, and soon the new ice drifted down onto our bodies. I couldn't look away as his skin was lighter than the sky and as delicate as the snowflakes. You would think that he was dead because only perfect beings are non-existent. Yet he was just a boy. A boy who's smile would give away his innocence which I had taken away. But his eyes, were darkness, the darkness that I forced into his body.
He lay there, quiet as the snow. His skin was cold and I felt him shiver in his nakedness. I knelt down beside him and stroked his dyed black hair that stuck to his forehead from previous sweat. What scared me the most was the adoration in his eyes as he looked up at me. “Frankie,” I sat down and tried to pull him onto my lap.
His eyes glossed over with something that was close to death: the love he had for me. I then realized what I had done to this sweet boy.
“Frankie... My angel, why have you fallen?”.
Author: pansyxdaisy "Euna"
Pairing: Gerard/Frank(ie)
Rating: R
POV: Gerard
Summary: If Gerard could hold Frank one last time, then maybe He'll be able to forget him.
Disclaimer: Not only am I a writer, but I'm also a liar.
Author Notes: I got this idea from the book/movie "Snow Falling on Cedars".
Warnings: pedophilia, buttsecks, YOUR MOM.
There we were, under the cedar trees, as melted snow slid down the coarse, rough, bark. But snow is just as unpredictable as love, and soon the new ice drifted down onto our bodies. I couldn't look away as his skin was lighter than the sky and as delicate as the snowflakes. You would think that he was dead because only perfect beings are non-existent. Yet he was just a boy. A boy who's smile would give away his innocence which I had taken away. But his eyes, were darkness, the darkness that I forced into his body.
He lay there, quiet as the snow. His skin was cold and I felt him shiver in his nakedness. I knelt down beside him and stroked his dyed black hair that stuck to his forehead from previous sweat. What scared me the most was the adoration in his eyes as he looked up at me. “Frankie,” I sat down and tried to pull him onto my lap.
His eyes glossed over with something that was close to death: the love he had for me. I then realized what I had done to this sweet boy.
“Frankie... My angel, why have you fallen?”.