The New Boy - Ten
Title: The New Boy
Author: ira_luxuria
Pairing: Frank x Gerard; Bob x Ray; Mikey x Connor (OMC)
Rating: Pg 13 - R
Summary: See title
Pov: First
Dedications: For faithfulriver26, and silencing_sam for being such avid readers and all the commenters. It helps a lot.
Disclaimer: Fake but the plot is cliché I suppose and Connor, Andrew and William are mine.
Authors Note: I realise that you can’t actually get tattoos at 16 but hey it’s fiction right? Gerard is 17 Mikey is the same age as Frank although they are three years apart in real life but it’s fiction. Banner Credit: THIS AWESOME COMMUNITY. Mr Todd is a real person who teaches history at my new school. Ms Otero is a real person at my old school who did indeed teach geography and Spanish and did indeed insult the students in Spanish unaware that four of us in the class could translate it, she also did indeed not teach us anything geographical hence why I failed XD. She enjoyed calling us names XD
WARNING: Violence! And minor fluff and typical threats.
Prologue//One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight//Nine
WARNING: Violence! And minor fluff and typical threats.
Ten
The time between the end of second period and the beginning of lunch could not have possibly gone any slower for Frank, he actually paid attention in class, did his work and managed to tell his teacher at least five right answers and got the right description of the right book and he didn’t argue with his religion teacher as much as he wanted to. He was bored, he needed the toilet and he was hungry that’s what he told himself when he kept fidgeting and wishing the time would go faster which of course only served to make it go slower. Randomly he doodled on his hand allowing the blue ink to contrast dully against his vibrant fingers. When the bell finally ran he almost jumped for joy, quickly he tossed his things into his bag in any old order and practically ran to a bathroom. His bladder was killing him. Going for a piss now would prove to be a problem, as every other male in the place was doing everything they possibly could to look at his dick.
Feeling uncomfortable Frank zipped up and headed to the lunch hall, grabbed his food and sat down opposite Bob and Ray with a shiver. The two simply looked at him with identical smirks on their faces.
“Is there a reason why people are checking my dick out? I can’t even go for a piss in peace!” Bob chuckled at him.
“They want to find out what you have that they don’t. Don’t forget news travels fast around here,” Bob had a hint of laughter on his voice left over from his earlier chuckle.
“I shouldn’t have gone through with this,” Frank mumbled as Mikey and Gerard joined them. Gerard sitting next to him, placing a kiss on Gerard’s cheek in greeting hearing Gerard mumble in his ear. “Not alone there.” Frank pulled away with a smile and buried himself in a conversation with Ray and Bob and occasionally Mikey over what to do for his birthday. Gerard, still seated beside Frank, blocked himself out of the conversation and concentrated on something - more like someone - else, Frank seemed cheery now compared to what he was like merely hours before. Gerard still didn’t understand or know why Frank had been crying and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to know. As he vaguely heard their conversation he allowed himself to daydream about the immediate future and their possible future and for once in the last five days it didn’t bother him to think of it. Subconsciously he placed his head on Frank’s shoulder and a hand on his knee smiling slightly when Frank rested his head on Gerard’s and laced their fingers together but still carried on with the conversation.
“You two sure are playing up to this.” Gerard heard his brother say just as he was thinking along the same lines. Gerard felt Frank shrug so he answered for them. “I suppose we understand each other. Right Frankie?”
Frank merely nodded, a smile curving on his lips as Gerard’s thumb stroked back and forth over his knuckles. He liked this side of Gerard maybe more so than the rough side of him, it showed that beneath that tough exterior inside he was just as insecure and scared as Frank was and Frank briefly thought that they could be insecure and scared together right before Connor arrived sitting himself beside Mikey after pecking everyone on the cheek - Frank included.
“You two look so sweet,” he exclaimed before burying himself in Mikey’s neck and butting in their conversation every so often. Frank still didn’t know what he wanted for his birthday - well he did but he didn’t - or what he wanted to do.
“Are we allowed off campus for birthdays?” Frank questioned, an idea forming in his head. “Yeah why?” Ray asked curiously. Frank chuckled quietly. “I hope you like clubs,” he stated with a grin.
“When is your birthday?” Gerard asked absently just as the bell rang for fifth period. “I’ll show you later. Gotta go.” Frank mumbled as he kissed Gerard on the cheek and half-ran out of the lunch hall towards his lesson. He doesn’t know why he’s rushing to Geography of all lessons, he hates the teacher and the teacher hates him back just as much; he supposed that it had something to do with how comfortable he and Gerard were with each other now compared to a month ago when both of them were as annoyed at one another as they were at other people.
Frank didn’t know whether Gerard felt the same as him but he was sure that Gerard didn’t think that he was steadily becoming more and more submissive and more and more soft - becoming a completely different person and Frank wasn’t so sure that he was happy about it. His geography teacher was a five foot four Spanish lady named Ns Otero who enjoyed insulting the students in Spanish while she failed to actually teach the class anything remotely geographical that would help him in later life not that Geography would actually help him seeing as he panned not to leave New Jersey at least not for a good few years. As soon as he entered the classroom he wanted to turn around and walk back out again and hope that the Earth would open up and swallow him who, the class were all staring at the far corner, Ms Otero nowhere to be seen and Tyler backing someone against the corner. When Tyler shifted Frank’s view was unobstructed, Gerard’s half-terrified face greeted him, his annoyance at seeing the back of Tyler’s blonde head shifted abruptly into anger at Gerard’s terror. Walking quietly over tot hem he motioned for the rest of the class to keep silent and for one of them to get Mikey. Once behind Tyler Frank grabbed hold of Tyler’s hair positive he was ripping some of it from it’s once safe home.
“Hey asshole. Miss me?” With that Frank walked out of the class dragging Tyler behind him by his hair ignoring his protests just as Mikey breezed past him to get to his brother. Frank stopped and poked his head through the door.
“Everybody get the fuck OUT!” He barked, laughing slightly when they all scurried out of the class a look of pure fright on their faces. Returning to Tyler he dragged him along the floor towards the bathroom, tightening his grip painfully on Tyler’s hair determined to put Tyler through what he put Gerard through only not as pleasurable at least not for Tyler anyway. The bathroom was another white one and Frank wasn’t sure if it was the one that they had been in earlier. Tossing Tyler unceremoniously into the room, he watched as Tyler attempted to get up so he accidentally on purpose stomped on his fingers listening for the sickening cracks that signalled them breaking. Upon hearing them he sat on the sinks laughing as Tyler screamed in agony.
“Oh god. You called me a sick fuck?”
“This is nothing. I enjoy inflicting pain on people who deserve it,” Frank stood and walked slowly over to Tyler stopping within kicking distance. “I don’t rape innocent people.” Each word punctuated with a swift kick to the ribs. Smiling sickly when he heard Tyler groan and struggle to breathe. “Just to let you know… I know just where to hit to break every bone in your pathetic body, so far I judge three broken fingers and a cracked rib or two and guess what? I’m just getting started.” One more kick was aimed on the final word but instead he angled it towards Tyler’s face, kicking upwards instead of face on. “Oo. There goes a tooth.” Tyler spat at Frank’s feet, the mixture of saliva and blood hitting the floor with a sickening splat which only earned him another kick, this time to his abdomen just inches away from his groin. Frank laughed again.
“Yes I admit. I’m a sick fuck. I’m sadomasochistic. I am full of the need for revenge.” His fingers were now back in Tyler’s hair, using it to pull his face up as he spoke, the fingers on his other hand playing with Tyler’s nose, finding the bone he was looking for. “You ever had a broken nose before?” Tyler shook his head ‘no’ as best he could. Frank used the heel of his palm to push against the bottom of Tyler’s nose before moving it and doing it again faster and harder, Tyler half-screamed so Frank took it as the right place.
“You do now. They’re a bitch to set by the way.” Frank stood as the door opened, he didn’t even acknowledge that someone had walked in until they spoke.
“Jesus H Christ, Frank.” “BOB! HI! Don’t mind me I’m just teaching!” “What the fuck are you teaching?” “Tyler a lesson.” Frank answered as if it was obvious. “Yeah but what?”
“What. I. Do. To. Rapists.” Each word yet again punctuated with a kick. “Rapists,” accompanied by a kick to the balls followed with several more. Before he could deliver any more Bob’s arms restrained him and Frank knew it was pointless to fight, Bob was much bigger than him but he still struggled.
“Come on Frank,” Bob got out in a strained voice. “Ray! Help me!” Before Frank acknowledged it another pair of arms were restraining him. “No let me go!” Bob and Ray refused so he continued his threats. “You come near him again and I’ll fucking kill you! Do you hear me?! I’ll kill you!”
Frank knew that his threat was not idle, he would in fact kill Tyler and he’d enjoy it immensely, Bob and Ray still dragging him by his arms to only they knew where; when they stopped Frank was released and he automatically sat on the floor behind the door his head in his hands shaking it back and forth in disgust, ‘what did I do?’ He’s become a monster. ‘Oh God, I’ve become my father,’ as if on cue his stomach contracted and he hurriedly crawled over to the small metal trash can throwing up the little that he had ate with sick retching sounds, oblivious to people looking on in confusion as he upchucked everything. Wiping at his mouth he backed into the corner and proceeded to shiver.
“I’d like to be alone please,” he mumbled staring blankly at the desk in front of him. The others moved silently out of the room Gerard with a sad look gracing his features, outside Gerard stood with his arms wrapped around himself while Mikey discussed what had happened with Ray and Bob.
“What the hell happened?” Mikey hissed.
“Me and Ray were heading to the bathroom when I walked in Frank was standing over Tyler who was bleeding. When I asked him what he was doing he said he was teaching Tyler a lesson.” “What lesson?” “What he does to rapists.” Gerard over hearing their discussion shivered as he walked quietly into the classroom, kneeling down beside Frank listening as he held back sobs. Putting his arm around Frank’s shoulders, Gerard started to quietly hum the tune he had so often heard from Frank, for some reason he had named it Early Sunsets Over Monroeville and he had spent not even a week perfecting the lyrics. Now he sang them quietly against the side of Frank’s head sending subliminal messages of calming and soothing, soon Frank gave up his struggles and melted into the embrace. Wrapping his free arm around to link with his other locking Frank in between them, one of his hands gently stroking across the back of Frank’s neck.
Frank sighed into Gerard’s neck. “I’m going to be excluded Gee,” Gerard shook his head mumbling under his breath ‘not to be so defeatist.’ “You don’t know what I did to him Gerard.”
Tell me.” Frank pulled away and looked Gerard in the eyes - green to hazel - his pink lips looked so inviting that unconsciously Frank pressed himself closer to Gerard his glazed eyes flicking down to Gerard’s lips and back up to meet his eyes. “Enough so that he won’t touch or hurt you again or risk me killing him.”
Gerard had moved closer to Frank his own eyes flicking back and forth between Frank’s lips and his hazel eyes. Cupping the side of Gerard’s face lightly it was Frank who initiated the kiss this time, his marred and disgusting lips hit the pure perfection of Gerard’s in a sweet kiss that lasted mere seconds before he pulled away in embarrassment, his cheeks flaming as he looked at Gerard in horror.
“Oh God I’m so sorry,” and he scrambled to his feet and fled the room leaving Gerard sitting on the floor and Mikey to come in and find him.
“Err Gee? What happened to make Frank run off?” Mikey asked as he sat down beside him.
“Frank kissed me.”
“So? He’s been doing it all day.”
“No I mean he kissed me. You know. The ‘I like you’ kiss. Complete with dreamy eyes and sweet taste and the guilt afterwards.” Gerard sighed.
“Well fuck me. Did you kiss him back?”
“No.”
“Gee you idiot!”
“I wasn’t expecting it so how the fuck was I supposed to react kiss him back and give him false hope? That’s cruel and even I won’t stoop to that level.”
“But you said you liked him!”
“I know Mikey.” Gerard sighed again motioning that their final lesson was over and it was time to leave. As he stood he absently touched his lips where Frank’s had touched them. Why did Frank have to make this harder than it already was? Back in their room Gerard sat and stared blankly for several hours until it was dark. He watched Frank undress down to his boxers, his eyes travelling over his painted back. “Keep The Faith” is what those letters had said back when they had first had sex. Stripped down to his own boxers Gerard crawled into bed after Frank lying awake facing the wall for hours listening to Frank quietly cry.
“Hey Frankie?” Gerard watched as Frank froze. “Come over here okay?” He said lifting his covers and watching as Frank got out of his own bed and slipped into his, their bare skin sliding against each other’s as Frank faced away from Gerard when he shifted over completely and pushed his leg between Frank’s and wrapped an arm around Frank’s waist. It wasn’t long before both boys fell to sleep one single thought on Gerard’s mind.
He is Gerard Way in love with Frank Iero.
Thanks for reading. Comments and criticism are both welcome and appreciated. Also thank you to everyone who voted for the next fic I post. DTATDP was the winner.
Author: ira_luxuria
Pairing: Frank x Gerard; Bob x Ray; Mikey x Connor (OMC)
Rating: Pg 13 - R
Summary: See title
Pov: First
Dedications: For faithfulriver26, and silencing_sam for being such avid readers and all the commenters. It helps a lot.
Disclaimer: Fake but the plot is cliché I suppose and Connor, Andrew and William are mine.
Authors Note: I realise that you can’t actually get tattoos at 16 but hey it’s fiction right? Gerard is 17 Mikey is the same age as Frank although they are three years apart in real life but it’s fiction. Banner Credit: THIS AWESOME COMMUNITY. Mr Todd is a real person who teaches history at my new school. Ms Otero is a real person at my old school who did indeed teach geography and Spanish and did indeed insult the students in Spanish unaware that four of us in the class could translate it, she also did indeed not teach us anything geographical hence why I failed XD. She enjoyed calling us names XD
WARNING: Violence! And minor fluff and typical threats.
Prologue//One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight//Nine
WARNING: Violence! And minor fluff and typical threats.
Ten
The time between the end of second period and the beginning of lunch could not have possibly gone any slower for Frank, he actually paid attention in class, did his work and managed to tell his teacher at least five right answers and got the right description of the right book and he didn’t argue with his religion teacher as much as he wanted to. He was bored, he needed the toilet and he was hungry that’s what he told himself when he kept fidgeting and wishing the time would go faster which of course only served to make it go slower. Randomly he doodled on his hand allowing the blue ink to contrast dully against his vibrant fingers. When the bell finally ran he almost jumped for joy, quickly he tossed his things into his bag in any old order and practically ran to a bathroom. His bladder was killing him. Going for a piss now would prove to be a problem, as every other male in the place was doing everything they possibly could to look at his dick.
Feeling uncomfortable Frank zipped up and headed to the lunch hall, grabbed his food and sat down opposite Bob and Ray with a shiver. The two simply looked at him with identical smirks on their faces.
“Is there a reason why people are checking my dick out? I can’t even go for a piss in peace!” Bob chuckled at him.
“They want to find out what you have that they don’t. Don’t forget news travels fast around here,” Bob had a hint of laughter on his voice left over from his earlier chuckle.
“I shouldn’t have gone through with this,” Frank mumbled as Mikey and Gerard joined them. Gerard sitting next to him, placing a kiss on Gerard’s cheek in greeting hearing Gerard mumble in his ear. “Not alone there.” Frank pulled away with a smile and buried himself in a conversation with Ray and Bob and occasionally Mikey over what to do for his birthday. Gerard, still seated beside Frank, blocked himself out of the conversation and concentrated on something - more like someone - else, Frank seemed cheery now compared to what he was like merely hours before. Gerard still didn’t understand or know why Frank had been crying and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to know. As he vaguely heard their conversation he allowed himself to daydream about the immediate future and their possible future and for once in the last five days it didn’t bother him to think of it. Subconsciously he placed his head on Frank’s shoulder and a hand on his knee smiling slightly when Frank rested his head on Gerard’s and laced their fingers together but still carried on with the conversation.
“You two sure are playing up to this.” Gerard heard his brother say just as he was thinking along the same lines. Gerard felt Frank shrug so he answered for them. “I suppose we understand each other. Right Frankie?”
Frank merely nodded, a smile curving on his lips as Gerard’s thumb stroked back and forth over his knuckles. He liked this side of Gerard maybe more so than the rough side of him, it showed that beneath that tough exterior inside he was just as insecure and scared as Frank was and Frank briefly thought that they could be insecure and scared together right before Connor arrived sitting himself beside Mikey after pecking everyone on the cheek - Frank included.
“You two look so sweet,” he exclaimed before burying himself in Mikey’s neck and butting in their conversation every so often. Frank still didn’t know what he wanted for his birthday - well he did but he didn’t - or what he wanted to do.
“Are we allowed off campus for birthdays?” Frank questioned, an idea forming in his head. “Yeah why?” Ray asked curiously. Frank chuckled quietly. “I hope you like clubs,” he stated with a grin.
“When is your birthday?” Gerard asked absently just as the bell rang for fifth period. “I’ll show you later. Gotta go.” Frank mumbled as he kissed Gerard on the cheek and half-ran out of the lunch hall towards his lesson. He doesn’t know why he’s rushing to Geography of all lessons, he hates the teacher and the teacher hates him back just as much; he supposed that it had something to do with how comfortable he and Gerard were with each other now compared to a month ago when both of them were as annoyed at one another as they were at other people.
Frank didn’t know whether Gerard felt the same as him but he was sure that Gerard didn’t think that he was steadily becoming more and more submissive and more and more soft - becoming a completely different person and Frank wasn’t so sure that he was happy about it. His geography teacher was a five foot four Spanish lady named Ns Otero who enjoyed insulting the students in Spanish while she failed to actually teach the class anything remotely geographical that would help him in later life not that Geography would actually help him seeing as he panned not to leave New Jersey at least not for a good few years. As soon as he entered the classroom he wanted to turn around and walk back out again and hope that the Earth would open up and swallow him who, the class were all staring at the far corner, Ms Otero nowhere to be seen and Tyler backing someone against the corner. When Tyler shifted Frank’s view was unobstructed, Gerard’s half-terrified face greeted him, his annoyance at seeing the back of Tyler’s blonde head shifted abruptly into anger at Gerard’s terror. Walking quietly over tot hem he motioned for the rest of the class to keep silent and for one of them to get Mikey. Once behind Tyler Frank grabbed hold of Tyler’s hair positive he was ripping some of it from it’s once safe home.
“Hey asshole. Miss me?” With that Frank walked out of the class dragging Tyler behind him by his hair ignoring his protests just as Mikey breezed past him to get to his brother. Frank stopped and poked his head through the door.
“Everybody get the fuck OUT!” He barked, laughing slightly when they all scurried out of the class a look of pure fright on their faces. Returning to Tyler he dragged him along the floor towards the bathroom, tightening his grip painfully on Tyler’s hair determined to put Tyler through what he put Gerard through only not as pleasurable at least not for Tyler anyway. The bathroom was another white one and Frank wasn’t sure if it was the one that they had been in earlier. Tossing Tyler unceremoniously into the room, he watched as Tyler attempted to get up so he accidentally on purpose stomped on his fingers listening for the sickening cracks that signalled them breaking. Upon hearing them he sat on the sinks laughing as Tyler screamed in agony.
“Oh god. You called me a sick fuck?”
“This is nothing. I enjoy inflicting pain on people who deserve it,” Frank stood and walked slowly over to Tyler stopping within kicking distance. “I don’t rape innocent people.” Each word punctuated with a swift kick to the ribs. Smiling sickly when he heard Tyler groan and struggle to breathe. “Just to let you know… I know just where to hit to break every bone in your pathetic body, so far I judge three broken fingers and a cracked rib or two and guess what? I’m just getting started.” One more kick was aimed on the final word but instead he angled it towards Tyler’s face, kicking upwards instead of face on. “Oo. There goes a tooth.” Tyler spat at Frank’s feet, the mixture of saliva and blood hitting the floor with a sickening splat which only earned him another kick, this time to his abdomen just inches away from his groin. Frank laughed again.
“Yes I admit. I’m a sick fuck. I’m sadomasochistic. I am full of the need for revenge.” His fingers were now back in Tyler’s hair, using it to pull his face up as he spoke, the fingers on his other hand playing with Tyler’s nose, finding the bone he was looking for. “You ever had a broken nose before?” Tyler shook his head ‘no’ as best he could. Frank used the heel of his palm to push against the bottom of Tyler’s nose before moving it and doing it again faster and harder, Tyler half-screamed so Frank took it as the right place.
“You do now. They’re a bitch to set by the way.” Frank stood as the door opened, he didn’t even acknowledge that someone had walked in until they spoke.
“Jesus H Christ, Frank.” “BOB! HI! Don’t mind me I’m just teaching!” “What the fuck are you teaching?” “Tyler a lesson.” Frank answered as if it was obvious. “Yeah but what?”
“What. I. Do. To. Rapists.” Each word yet again punctuated with a kick. “Rapists,” accompanied by a kick to the balls followed with several more. Before he could deliver any more Bob’s arms restrained him and Frank knew it was pointless to fight, Bob was much bigger than him but he still struggled.
“Come on Frank,” Bob got out in a strained voice. “Ray! Help me!” Before Frank acknowledged it another pair of arms were restraining him. “No let me go!” Bob and Ray refused so he continued his threats. “You come near him again and I’ll fucking kill you! Do you hear me?! I’ll kill you!”
Frank knew that his threat was not idle, he would in fact kill Tyler and he’d enjoy it immensely, Bob and Ray still dragging him by his arms to only they knew where; when they stopped Frank was released and he automatically sat on the floor behind the door his head in his hands shaking it back and forth in disgust, ‘what did I do?’ He’s become a monster. ‘Oh God, I’ve become my father,’ as if on cue his stomach contracted and he hurriedly crawled over to the small metal trash can throwing up the little that he had ate with sick retching sounds, oblivious to people looking on in confusion as he upchucked everything. Wiping at his mouth he backed into the corner and proceeded to shiver.
“I’d like to be alone please,” he mumbled staring blankly at the desk in front of him. The others moved silently out of the room Gerard with a sad look gracing his features, outside Gerard stood with his arms wrapped around himself while Mikey discussed what had happened with Ray and Bob.
“What the hell happened?” Mikey hissed.
“Me and Ray were heading to the bathroom when I walked in Frank was standing over Tyler who was bleeding. When I asked him what he was doing he said he was teaching Tyler a lesson.” “What lesson?” “What he does to rapists.” Gerard over hearing their discussion shivered as he walked quietly into the classroom, kneeling down beside Frank listening as he held back sobs. Putting his arm around Frank’s shoulders, Gerard started to quietly hum the tune he had so often heard from Frank, for some reason he had named it Early Sunsets Over Monroeville and he had spent not even a week perfecting the lyrics. Now he sang them quietly against the side of Frank’s head sending subliminal messages of calming and soothing, soon Frank gave up his struggles and melted into the embrace. Wrapping his free arm around to link with his other locking Frank in between them, one of his hands gently stroking across the back of Frank’s neck.
Frank sighed into Gerard’s neck. “I’m going to be excluded Gee,” Gerard shook his head mumbling under his breath ‘not to be so defeatist.’ “You don’t know what I did to him Gerard.”
Tell me.” Frank pulled away and looked Gerard in the eyes - green to hazel - his pink lips looked so inviting that unconsciously Frank pressed himself closer to Gerard his glazed eyes flicking down to Gerard’s lips and back up to meet his eyes. “Enough so that he won’t touch or hurt you again or risk me killing him.”
Gerard had moved closer to Frank his own eyes flicking back and forth between Frank’s lips and his hazel eyes. Cupping the side of Gerard’s face lightly it was Frank who initiated the kiss this time, his marred and disgusting lips hit the pure perfection of Gerard’s in a sweet kiss that lasted mere seconds before he pulled away in embarrassment, his cheeks flaming as he looked at Gerard in horror.
“Oh God I’m so sorry,” and he scrambled to his feet and fled the room leaving Gerard sitting on the floor and Mikey to come in and find him.
“Err Gee? What happened to make Frank run off?” Mikey asked as he sat down beside him.
“Frank kissed me.”
“So? He’s been doing it all day.”
“No I mean he kissed me. You know. The ‘I like you’ kiss. Complete with dreamy eyes and sweet taste and the guilt afterwards.” Gerard sighed.
“Well fuck me. Did you kiss him back?”
“No.”
“Gee you idiot!”
“I wasn’t expecting it so how the fuck was I supposed to react kiss him back and give him false hope? That’s cruel and even I won’t stoop to that level.”
“But you said you liked him!”
“I know Mikey.” Gerard sighed again motioning that their final lesson was over and it was time to leave. As he stood he absently touched his lips where Frank’s had touched them. Why did Frank have to make this harder than it already was? Back in their room Gerard sat and stared blankly for several hours until it was dark. He watched Frank undress down to his boxers, his eyes travelling over his painted back. “Keep The Faith” is what those letters had said back when they had first had sex. Stripped down to his own boxers Gerard crawled into bed after Frank lying awake facing the wall for hours listening to Frank quietly cry.
“Hey Frankie?” Gerard watched as Frank froze. “Come over here okay?” He said lifting his covers and watching as Frank got out of his own bed and slipped into his, their bare skin sliding against each other’s as Frank faced away from Gerard when he shifted over completely and pushed his leg between Frank’s and wrapped an arm around Frank’s waist. It wasn’t long before both boys fell to sleep one single thought on Gerard’s mind.
He is Gerard Way in love with Frank Iero.
Thanks for reading. Comments and criticism are both welcome and appreciated. Also thank you to everyone who voted for the next fic I post. DTATDP was the winner.