Ship: Frank/Mikey
Words: 185

This is as far as I've written. writer's block is a bitch so I'm gonna try to update but I dunno how often I'll be able to do it. The only inspiration I have right now is to finish I'm Not Okay and work on the Emo Trinity Bible thingy. I might also take out some of the ships that aren't as strong. Sorry.

Frank was pissed. He snapped at me at lunch, he didn't talk to me all day, he just kept to himself and refused to speak. I didn't understand why. Was it something I'd done?

We've just finished dinner, I'm cleaning up dishes because he made dinner and now he's just sitting on the couch on his phone with a grimace across his small face. I smile softly to himself before I go into the living room and stand in front of him.

"What do you want Mikey?" He asks stubbornly.

I don't say a word as I pull his phone from his hand and straddle him, rubbing his shoulders gently before kissing him.

And he smiles.