it came in a shot glass epilogue/5

[pul_the_triger]

Title: it came in a shot glass
Summary: Frank is a big shot lawyer and one of the youngest to graduate at a prestigous international school. His father is in terminal cancer stage and thats a reason to come home.... and drown some at a bar. (...) <- it will spoil story
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( Chapter 1 ) 






Epilogue

2 years later

Frank caught the half tackle hugging Mikey in arms at the same time breathing in a somewhat familiar scent which now included the scent of coffee and hickory wood from an old fashioned kitchen. "Keep in mind im still shorter than you Mikes."

"You didnt know how much i freaked when i saw the message that you were already here in the airport" he started as Frank started to notice the questionable red stains on his clothes. "I was in a class okay? jesus, i wish you'd tell me earlier if you were coming. Two fucking long years."

"Dont remind me." he sighed picking up his suitcase. "Its been hell in Barcelo and Germany, every few days im on a train to Germany then back to barcelona then switch english, spanish and german. i'll never get how my father lived with that."

Mikey led him through New York, relating the past year and about he was going to graduate next year. "Gerard called me yesterday."

"Really? What'd he say?"

"He'll be in town this week, something about his employer seeing him for something." the brunette resolved to looking straight ahead at a old fashioned looking italian restaurant. "I havent seen him in awhile but we email alot. He really does act like a brother to me" he smiled and led Frank to the back door of the kitchen.

"Fuck Way where have you been?"

"Frank Brendon, Brendon Frank" he replied off handedly as he slipped on a plain white apron "Just had to pick him up"

"Whatever, you owe me one." the brunette scoffed "Ryan was throwing a sissy fit."

They laughed and Frank watched Mikey shuffle around the kitchen "Im just finishing this Frankie, lets go out okay?" the older grinned at him, taking a pan out of the oven before he started plating.

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Mikey was staying in his own apartment in New York, so he cooked for Frank that night and the next morning, yes after Mikey's cuddling the whole night that the lawyer just slept through.

Breakfast was already insisted on doing summersaults as Frank looked at his watch more and more often. Gerard would be arriving tonight and Mikey would be having his final exams consequently at the same time.

He picked a starbucks near as near as possible to the airport, and uncomfortably wait with a glass of soy milk and coffee for company. how can a few hours more compare to the two years i've waited.

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Gee moved around the airport with the 'abused look' all over his face. He was never liked airports, the security always wanted to call him a terrorist or something. By instinct he was heading for the nearest starbucks he could have sworn was somewhere around... here.

Salvation. He walked into starbucks, ordered some coffee and looked at his cellphone, Mikey hadnt been replying for the past few hours, he wondered what was up.

He sat down by the window, on the table next to his someone was reading a newspaper... business section. He sighed, those were just the type of people that are either bored, obsessive compulsive or want something to fall asleep to.

Gerard realized it was the later, cause the newspaper feel to reveal a familiar face. He stood, cautiously approaching. "Frank...?"

The sleeping man bolted up "wha??"

Gee smiled  "Long time no see."

Frank realized he had just done something stupid, recovering quickly he smiled back "Yep."

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Frank walked with him through the darker streets of the city that led to an old backyard of some rich person that died, picking up from the fact that it was almost as big as the city park. Comfortable silence was the best silence in the world.

Mikey called him earlier if he could come over to the restaurant they were in that morning, something about needing him for something and to bring Gee with him. He felt a bit daring that night and he slipped his hand into Gee's.

The older didnt react and they continued walking. "Gerard?"

"hmm?"

"Remember your promise two years ago?" he started "Tell me whats on your mind."

"I did promise you i'd tell you honestly." He stopped and backed him up against the wll and crashed their lips together. "I was just thinking that, i fall real hard and fall so fast out of it... i didnt want that to happen with you" he looked into the younger's eyes, seeing they werent really that surpirsed.

"So thats it" Frank smiled with that i know something you dont know look "I was talkiing to Ray before i left, it must have been that mentality." he slid his hand down Gee's chest, caressing the space between his leg.

The older moaned, he was getting hard real fast. "Now you cant fake that Gee." 
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An hour and several blow jobs later, they walked into the restaurant, "Happy Birthday Gerard!" the lights went on as Mikey was pushing in a cart with a cake on top of it. Bob, Ray and several of Mikey's classmates were there.

"You planned this didnt you Mikes?" Frank sighed, Gee had that too shocked to move expression as someone led him to a table.

"Gee didnt really remember." he grinned "I called Bob and practically beg him to bring Gee home a week earlier. Besides, the food counts as my class' final exam... lets hope it tastes good."

Mikey introduced his new friends with his old ones, Pete, Brendon, Spencer and Ryan their professor. Several bottles of wine, the Ways and Frank practically were hand feeding each other the caramel vanilla cake, Ray and Bob seem to be PRETTY good friends already.

"Hey Mikey" Frank said getting more icing on his shirt

"Yeah?"

The brunnette looked at Gee and back to Mikey "Your brother and i are together now."

"HAH! I KNEW IT!!!!" he laughed when Gee kissed Frank just to lick some icing off.

They made sure to cuddle with Mikey that night... until he feel asleep that is. Mikey could wait but... they had more urgent concerns. Grinning, the two started making out as they walked towards the laundry room of the apartment, stripping on their way.

The washing machine was on and Frank had one of those ideas that sounded but felt dirtier than it sounded. He shifted his partner until Gee was lying flat on his back as the washing machine vibrated under him. "Shit."

Frank tweaked his nipples as he started licking from the collarbone heading downwards. Savoring the moans as he travelled. He picked up a bottle of lube from behind the jugs of detergent and started coating his fingers with it.

He pushed one in, and stoked Gee with the other hand. "Frankie... i want it hard. Now"

Frank half ignored him and pushed in another finger, after a few scissor motion he positioned himself. He looked at the older, flustered and desperate, who nodded. He took him up on the comment earlier and made a quick thrust one after another.

Frank rocked against him, keeping him down with hands on his waist. If HE could feel the way the washing machine vibrate as he thrust, what more when he hits that right spot.

He put Gee's hand, unable to say anything more, on his own cock they were both getting close. Gerard only gaped his mouth open in a silent scream as he came. Frank made noise for them both.

"You're one silent motherfucker Frank" he joked, feeling the the washing machine coming to a stop.

"Aww... you love me anyway right?" he grinned.

"Of-"

"FRANK! GERARD! FUCKING IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM IS THE SAME AS FUCKING INFRONT OF A MEGAPHONE. THE WHOLE BUIDING PROBABLY HEARD YOU" Mikey called from teh other side of the door.

"Aaawww. dont worry little brother, we'll include you next time."

"lalalala i cant hear you..."

The two laughed. They'd have to get their own apartment soon.

~the end~

Author's Note: hehehe, i was in a good mood so i wrote a happy ending :D but is still think the story is better wtihout the epilogue... anyway... Thanks to everyone who reviewed and read the story... I LOVE YOU GUYS...

and because you guys have been wonderful i have a bonus chappie for you guys HERE and a preview for my next story

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He cornered him and pinned his arms over his head all together whispering into his hear "Dont worry now, i'll write a lie for you." He stabbed the man's arms with his quill feather, using his body to keep him from escaping as he used the blood as ink for the parchment.

Ignoring the small whimpers and the pathetic way the visitor's eyeglasses were going to fall, he rollled and tied the paper neatly with a ribbon. He handed it to the man. "Thank the angel of mercy now, sugar."

"Thank yo-you si-sir" he stuttered running out with the scroll clutched tighly in his hand.

Wathcing the man leave, he started to hum a song under his breath. he didnt give me the gun today but he gave me a lie my lover would say...

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is it worth ti to continue? heheheh