It was a stormy day. The wind howled, and the rain thundered down. A door opened into a little flat as gerard and frank, who were caught in the storm, arrived home. They did not hurry home, instead they enjoyed the feeling of the rain on their skins, and the flashes of lighting, often stopping to admire the brilliant flashes, or to enjoy a kiss, or five in the rain.

They both were soaked to the bone. They slowly made their way to the bathroom, pausing to kiss every now and again, so caught up in the joyful feeling from being in the storm, and in how beautiful they found each other.

They slowly took off their rained soaked clothes, placing them in the bath as to not soak the floor. They stop every so often to place a kiss on each others neck, and chest.

Gerard got in the shower first, letting the warm water run over himself, as he waited for frank to join him. They have a quick kiss, when frank joined gerard in the shower. The first few minutes were spend, just letting the water run over them, warming them up.

Gerard was the first to grabbed the shampoo, frank automatically tilting his head back after years of being together, the routine was rather set, but they loved it, just like they loved each other. Gerard took his time washing frank's hair. Both enjoyed the close intimacy of the act.

Once frank's hair was washed, and rinsed out, gerard got onto his knees, tilting his head back. Frank can reach gerard's hair with him standing up, but they both quickly realized it was easier, and more enjoyable, when frank wasn't having to reach up to do it. Frank gave gerard's hair the same treatment, as gerard gave his.

Gerard stood up when his hair was done being rinsed out. He pulled frank close, holding him. Frank wrapped his arms around gerard, and they spend the next few minute kissing, slowly, and lazily, just enjoying the relaxing shower, and each other.

They eventually got out, and wrapped towels around themselves, trading kisses on the way to the bedroom. They both just dried off, before getting into bed, holding each other. They loved the closeness of being naked together, and just cuddling.

They slowly drifted off thinking how luckily they were to have the other.

It was the perfect day. one of many perfect days.