Anthony couldn’t sleep, so he asked Frank to go swimming. Frank said sure, but in the morning. (Part 1 of 2, fluff/softness)

Soft Franthony for the friend who asked! First it’s cool that friends cuddle! Second ignore the fact their pictures are during the day, pretend it’s night lol. ALSO YAY a chapter piece, with smut later!

Anthony tried his best to not get frustrated but as he tossed and turned for another hour, his limit was met. With a tired sigh, he ran his hands down his face, “pleaseeeeee sleep.” A small plea to himself before he decided that he needed to just get up and do something else. Anthony glanced at his phone and groaned, 3:28am, the numbers almost mocking him as he slowly climbed out of the bed. His bare feet hitting the cold floor of the rental the band was sharing as they worked on the next album. It wasn’t every day that the guys from LS Dunes got together and Anthony was happy to have everyone under the same roof again. Once standing, Anthony twisted his torso trying to loosen his muscles as he thought about what to do. He knew everyone was asleep and didn’t want to bother anyone, but he also knew how bored he would get without it.

Anthony slowly went down the list of people in the house, counting them out with his fingers. Travis, Anthony’s thumb sticking out as he noted that the man might kill him for waking him up this early. Tim, his pointer finger next as Anthony paced the room, “Tim wouldn’t be as mad but he would pull me into bed and tell me to go to sleep.” Anthony spoke out loud, as he smirked thinking about Tim tucking him into bed next to him. His next finger representing Tucker, “hmmm better bet than those two but he did all his recording earlier, fuuuuuck okay well Frank it is.” Anthony turned on his heels and walked to the door, slowly turning the handle so he didn’t wake anyone up.

As the door opened, Anthony took a step out into the hallway and glanced both ways to check no one was awake before he went to disturb Frank. When he noticed no lights were on, he made his way to the room Frank was currently in. Anthony stood outside the door for a moment, truly debating if this was a good idea when a glimmer of light outside caught his attention. He smiled as he saw the pool through the glass window of the kitchen door, “yeah that will tire me out.” Anthony thought to himself as he lifted a slightly shaky hand to the door knob and twisted it.

The only sound in the room was the noise machine that Frank had. The sound of soft, gentle waves filled the room as Anthony crept inside and towards the side of the bed Frank wasn’t occupying. A small giggle tumbled out of his mouth as he thought about the possibility of Frank actually being the most frustrated about being woken up, but he wanted to go swimming and knew the other man would get up with enough begging.

As Anthony sank onto the soft bed, he laid down on his back. The moment he got comfortable he questioned if he should have at least put shorts on as he laid there in just some boxers. As he slowly got comfortable, he felt Frank turn to face him. Anthony didn’t want to look, he wasn’t ready for Frank to possibility be mad so he laid there, hands laying on his stomach and staring at the ceiling as he gained the confidence to bother Frank. That was until he felt a warm, calloused hand slide against his, the breath Anthony was holding slowly escaping his body, “Ant, you okay?” Frank’s deep voice from being woken up causing Anthony to squeeze his eyes shut, nodding his head, “mhmm- come here.” Frank tugged Anthony’s hand trying to get him to move.

“frankieee” Anthony’s voice hushed as he finally turns his head to look at Frank. Frank’s long hair a mess, his bare chest showing off the many tattoos he had, and Anthony had to pull his brain away to think about anything other than how inviting he looked right now, “I can’t sleep and I feel bad for waking you up because of the recording earlier and I’m sure your arm-” Frank was now pulling Anthony towards him, making the smaller man pout. The action causing Frank to chuckle before opening his arms towards Anthony, allowing him a space to lay, “if I knew you were just going to drag me to bed, I would have pressed my luck with Tim.”

Anthony cuddled into Frank, resting his head on the inside of Frank’s arm, and his face almost smooshed into the wide tatted chest, “shhhh, it’s okay Ant, go to sleep.” Frank’s voice groggy as he wrapped his arms around Anthony’s upper and lower back. He smiled as he felt the smaller man take a deep breath, sighing into his arm, “that better?” Frank could feel the other man nod against his body and mumble something about it being warm, “mhmmm welcome.”

Anthony bit his lip and fidgeted with his fingers, while he tried to focus on sleeping but his body quickly felt restless,“frank, can we go swimming?” A moment went by before the other man pulled his head back, his eyes meeting the blue ones below him, “please.” Anthony hoped the begging was enough. He just wanted to be worn out enough to be tired.

Frank pulled Anthony closer to him before speaking, “Ant, baby what time is it anyways?” Frank leaned back and turned his head to see the time, “oh god.” His voice sounding surprised as he realized it wasn’t even 4 yet, “can we go later?” Frank asked as he started to run his hand through Anthony’s hair, getting a reluctant hum of approval from the smaller man, “we can go in the morning.”

The two of them laid there for what seemed like forever to Anthony. Soon though, the soft sounds and the different patterns being drawn on his skin from the other man, slowly pulled him closer to sleep. A small smile was covering Anthony’s face as he was caged in by Frank. His arms trapping him, pressing their bodies together tightly, as Anthony brought his hand to Frank’s side, slowly running his fingers against the other man, “I’m sorry I woke you up-” his words cut off by a yawn, “I think I’ll be able to sleep like this.” Anthony’s eyes getting heavy as Frank continued to pet his head, “thank you frank.” The words small as Anthony felt sleep quickly approaching.