Title: We’ll Fly Home (AO3)
Warnings: Fluff, hospital visit
Disclaimer: I’m a liar.
Summary: Set a little while after I’ve Lost My Fear of Falling
"He’s so weird," Shaun said, eyes on Gerard.
"Shut the Hell up," Frank muttered, puching his arm.
Gerard was stood under the large tree in Frank’s nana’s backyard, staring up at the branches with a strange expression on his face.
"What’s he even doing?" Shaun asked, and gave a tiny giggle as Gerard pressed the palms of his hands against the tree trunk. "Is he…is he talking to the tree?!”
Notes: This was supposed to be a ficlet of some stuff that didn’t make it into the end of the original fic. Yeah, ended up a little longer.