you rock our world
For the Valentine's Exchange, I got overloved who asked for Frank/Jamia to Bob.
The outside of the card has a drawing of a cat with a guitar and says 'You rock my our world.'
This little fic-like thing was written inside.
Bob,
Valentine's Day w/out you is gonna suck. You should have come to Jersey. You should have invited us to Chicago. What my asshole fiance is trying to say is that we miss you. Yeah, what she said.
Seriously, Bob, stop overthinking this. We want you with us. We wouldn't have said it if we didn't mean it. Frankie's right. We don't go around asking everyone and their brother to join us. You're the first and only. All true. Fuck, it took us 3 years to ask you. Think about that shit, why don't you?
You said you needed time to think, Bob. It's been three weeks. Time's up. With any luck, by the time you get this card, we'll already be at your place. We're not leaving until you say yes. If that means I have to fuck you until you can't walk straight, then so be it. He means business, Bob, and so do I. See you soon.
Love (for real),
Frank & Jamia.
Frank = bold, Jamia = normal. Thanks to overloved for typing this up and sending it to me because I'm an idiot who throws out rough drafts.
In a surprising turn of events, overloved was my valentine and did a really lovely mix and ficlet for Frank and Bob. Both can be found here, sappy and romantic. I highly recommend them as a nice way to cap off today.
The outside of the card has a drawing of a cat with a guitar and says 'You rock my our world.'
This little fic-like thing was written inside.
Bob,
Valentine's Day w/out you is gonna suck. You should have come to Jersey. You should have invited us to Chicago. What my asshole fiance is trying to say is that we miss you. Yeah, what she said.
Seriously, Bob, stop overthinking this. We want you with us. We wouldn't have said it if we didn't mean it. Frankie's right. We don't go around asking everyone and their brother to join us. You're the first and only. All true. Fuck, it took us 3 years to ask you. Think about that shit, why don't you?
You said you needed time to think, Bob. It's been three weeks. Time's up. With any luck, by the time you get this card, we'll already be at your place. We're not leaving until you say yes. If that means I have to fuck you until you can't walk straight, then so be it. He means business, Bob, and so do I. See you soon.
Love (for real),
Frank & Jamia.
Frank = bold, Jamia = normal. Thanks to overloved for typing this up and sending it to me because I'm an idiot who throws out rough drafts.
In a surprising turn of events, overloved was my valentine and did a really lovely mix and ficlet for Frank and Bob. Both can be found here, sappy and romantic. I highly recommend them as a nice way to cap off today.