quarterturn

Because I have nothing of interest to update about (...I kid you not, the most interesting thing that's happened this week is that my brother and I had a fifteen-minute long discussion about pubes, all the while calling them 'poobs'. Don't ask me, ok. I turn into a twelve-year-old boy around my brother, who is eighteen but acts twelve.) so have some totally self-indulgent Frank/Gerard + Brendon domesticity fic! It's part of a much, much bigger piece, but it works on its own (I think).

( Frank Iero and the Quest For the Holy Electric Mixer )