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Fandom: Green Day
Pairing: Billie Joe Armstrong/Tré Cool
Rating: PG-13
A/N: I'm terrible at fluff, but here you go


"Hey Billie?"

"Hmm?"

"What does that cloud look like to you?"

Billie raised his tired, lead weight head from the drummer's chest, cracking his eyes open only the slightest bit against the bright afternoon sun shinning down onto the pair dozing off in the field. Fighting past the painful glare of light, he sought out the cloud in question, with no success. There were to many.

"Um.... That one?" He asked, pointing to a large cloud off to the left. It appeared to be a cat with a deformed tail.

Tré shook his head, "No that was a fish ten minutes ago." He took the other's wrist gently into his fingers, and pointed it in the proper direction. Right above them. "That one, what does it look like to you?"

Billie smiled up at the familiar shape, and his chest started to flutter. He rolled over in the lush grass, rolling onto his lover's body and placed both hands on either side of his face, lovingly caressing his cheeks as he leaned down to him, his face glowing in the light that shone behind him. He looked almost angelic.

"It looks like a heart, doesn't it?" Billie whispered as he pecked Tré on the lips. He was forced back as a chuckle shook his mouth away. He leaned back, straddling the drummer's legs instead, "What's so funny about a heart?" He demanded.

"Actually," the other admitted, "I was gonna say it looked like a whale..." He laughed as the singer playfully hit him in the head.

"Way to ruin a moment," Billie tried to sound angry, but failed miserably as he snickered along with the giggling other beneath him, "That's the last time I try and have a sappy moment with you, Mister." He taunted and leaned down again, their lips regaining the lost contact. As Billie's hands stroked the sides of his face and combed through his hair, their laughter slowly started to diminish in their mouths as Tré's arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him down and closer.

Billie pecked his lips a last time before his own started to drift of course, going down his cheek, to his jaw, and then to his neck. As he placed light kisses around his collar, Tré chuckled again.

"If this makes it any better, it was a heart shaped whale."

Billie smiled against his warm skin, feeling his heart start to flutter again, almost floating like the could he had just seen. This man was such a goof.

"Thanks Tré, that really means a lot to me." He joked as he nuzzled into his neck. "I love you Frankie. Even if you seem to have some weird obsession with aquatic creatures."

"Aw That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me," he pretended to sob, "I love you too Billie."