Yesterday was national kissing day, and I was talking about how it would have been a good excuse for a kiss meme, and how it seemed those kind of themed memes seemed to have died out a little
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In search of all things beautiful 1/2; Crossover - Frank/Gerard, Adam/TommycreepyliciousJuly 14 2011, 11:07:00 UTC
AN: Not sure this is what you wanted...I just really have a think for Gerard/Adam.../o\
~+~ If someone should ask (but no one ever does, damnit!) Gerard would point out that he just kind of stumbled upon it - like one does, because the web is endless and big and scary. Amen. He wasn’t looking for it. What he could not explain is why he kept going back and watching it and wondering.
~+~ “So…you’re being creepy,” Frank says and Gerard looks at him.
“I’m always being creepy, it’s my thing. People find it hot,” Gerard answers.
“Wanna go for a smoke on the balcony?”
“They have a balcony?” Gerard asks. “Never mind, yes I want to.”
~+~ “I mean more than usually and you were staring. Like…” Frank takes a drag of his cigarette, leaning against the railing. The balcony is far away from the main party that you can’t even hear the music. Gerard waits.
“Like what?”
“Like you’re wondering how he’ll taste,” Frank answers grinning.
Gerard can feel his cheeks going pink. Fuck it, seriously. He is so over being a teenager. “I wasn’t… wondering that is. I mean I was, wondering, but not about how he’ll taste.”
“Yeah? What then?”
“Is this a thing? Straight boys making out on stage?”
Frank gives him a look. One that says: are you stupid? Or high? Gerard takes a deep drag from his cigarette. “Adam,” Frank answers exhaling smoke, “can never ever be called straight.”
“That is - not what I mean!” Gerard says, his hands fluttering nervously around. They look like crazy, nightmarish, pale butterflies against the dark sky - he needs to store that image away for later.
“What do you mean?” Frank asks and watches as Gerard takes a drag, bites his lips and tries to gather his thoughts.
“You think we…? Never mind it’s stupid.”
Frank sighs and then it dawns on him. “Oh my god!” he says, turning to look at Gerard properly. “You are worried they look hotter than us!”
“I- NO! I’m not worried they look hotter than us, Jesus.”
“You totally are. I bet you were analysing their technique!” Frank says grinning. “The way they move towards and against each other, and how Adam tilts his head and how his hand looks against Tommy’s jaw, tangled in his hair and-“
In search of all things beautiful 2/2; Crossover - Frank/Gerard, Adam/TommycreepyliciousJuly 14 2011, 11:12:10 UTC
“No, really I want to hear more about that,” Adam says.
Frank turns around a bit shocked. He obviously didn’t hear Adam entering. To be honest Gerard didn’t either (damn this really freakishly silent doors), he just felt his presence.
“Wow, gave me a heart attack here. Don’ sneak up on people like that,” Frank grins.
“How could I possibly sneak up on people?” Adam asks and yeah, Gerard thinks, point. “One of you have a lighter?” he adds as he gets his pack out. “I lent mine to…someone.”
“Sure,” Frank says, Gerard can only stare as Frank lights Adam’s cigarette. Adam is so tall and his grin is stupidly charming and his eyes are really blue. (Gerard likes blue, okay?) His lips looks pliant and shiny and he bets they taste like a girl's.
“I bet you taste like a girl,” he blurs out and Adam stares at him for a second before he laughs out loud.
“That one is new, but I’ll go for it.”
“What? I’m not- it was an observation!” Gerard splutters and wants to take another drag, but his cigarette is burned down to the freaking filter. Great. Frank who was bouncing on his heels back and forth, watching amused, lights another one for him.
“I think he’ll taste like you right now. Like smoke.”
“I have it on good authority that I taste like glitter and rock’n roll,” Adam throws in with a grin.
“You kissed Lady Gaga?” Gerard asks a bit awed. He would totally kiss her too.
“You’re listening to Lady Gaga?” Adam wants to know. He sounds surprised.
“I like…music,” Gerard shrugs. Adam smiles. It looks warm and happy. Gerard can’t help it he smiles back, a stupid warm feeling spreading inside him.
“You are adorable,” Adam says, quietly. Something in his voice makes Gerard shiver.
“I am kick ass,” he answers and wonders if Adam ever thought about him when-. Yeah, not right now.
“So,” Frank interrupts and he’s grinning again, which can’t possibly mean anything good. “You think we look hot making out on stage?”
“Frank!”
“Yeah; I do,” Adam answers and there it is again this tone in his voice. Gerard takes a nervous drag.
“Because Gerard is worried we don’t look hot being al sweaty and aggressive, you know?” Frank goes on.
“Frank!” Gerard hisses. Frank grins wider.
“He thinks-“ but Gerard grabs his shirt and shuts him up by pressing his lips against Frank's, hard and angry. He can feel Frank’s grin against his mouth.
“Shut up!” he says, licking his lip.
Adam makes a noise and Gerard turns to look at him. “So, wanna compare notes?” he asks. The thing is that Gerard really, really does. He lets go of Frank’s shirt as Adam reaches out for him. Adam’s hand big and warm around Gerard’s neck, fingers tangling carefully in the red strands. “I like what you did with your hair,” Adam whispers and Gerard licks his lips without meaning to. This is different, this feels somehow more real and less for it. Gerard wants to ask if it means something, anything to Adam, but there are questions better left unasked. Adam has to lean down: his whole presence blocking out the rest of the world for a few brief moments. So up close Gerard can see the freckles on Adam’s lips and has the urge to rub the make-up away from his skin. He doesn’t, he grabs at Adam’s jacket instead. And then Adam pulls him closer, gently guiding him until their lips meet. It’s not aggressive in the least. It’s soft and gentle, but not hesitant. Adam is a fantastic kisser, Gerard realises and closes his eyes.
“Peaches,” Gerard whispers as they separate. “I knew it,” he grins, letting go of Adam’s jacket and stepping back. It’s really stupid how much it costs him to do it. Frank wraps his arms around him and hooks his chin on Gerard’s shoulder. He doesn’t ask. Adam looks awed, and rumbled and a bit sad and Gerard doesn’t know what to say, so he lights another cigarette.
Re: In search of all things beautiful 2/2; Crossover - Frank/Gerard, Adam/TommycreepyliciousJuly 14 2011, 16:31:28 UTC
He is, but Adam is too. I wish there were more crossovers with them. I imagine Adam would be amused by all this (and he gets to kiss Gerard). Thank you!
~+~
If someone should ask (but no one ever does, damnit!) Gerard would point out that he just kind of stumbled upon it - like one does, because the web is endless and big and scary. Amen. He wasn’t looking for it.
What he could not explain is why he kept going back and watching it and wondering.
~+~
“So…you’re being creepy,” Frank says and Gerard looks at him.
“I’m always being creepy, it’s my thing. People find it hot,” Gerard answers.
“Wanna go for a smoke on the balcony?”
“They have a balcony?” Gerard asks. “Never mind, yes I want to.”
~+~
“I mean more than usually and you were staring. Like…” Frank takes a drag of his cigarette, leaning against the railing. The balcony is far away from the main party that you can’t even hear the music. Gerard waits.
“Like what?”
“Like you’re wondering how he’ll taste,” Frank answers grinning.
Gerard can feel his cheeks going pink. Fuck it, seriously. He is so over being a teenager. “I wasn’t… wondering that is. I mean I was, wondering, but not about how he’ll taste.”
“Yeah? What then?”
“Is this a thing? Straight boys making out on stage?”
Frank gives him a look. One that says: are you stupid? Or high? Gerard takes a deep drag from his cigarette. “Adam,” Frank answers exhaling smoke, “can never ever be called straight.”
“That is - not what I mean!” Gerard says, his hands fluttering nervously around. They look like crazy, nightmarish, pale butterflies against the dark sky - he needs to store that image away for later.
“What do you mean?” Frank asks and watches as Gerard takes a drag, bites his lips and tries to gather his thoughts.
“You think we…? Never mind it’s stupid.”
Frank sighs and then it dawns on him. “Oh my god!” he says, turning to look at Gerard properly. “You are worried they look hotter than us!”
“I- NO! I’m not worried they look hotter than us, Jesus.”
“You totally are. I bet you were analysing their technique!” Frank says grinning. “The way they move towards and against each other, and how Adam tilts his head and how his hand looks against Tommy’s jaw, tangled in his hair and-“
“Shut up,” Gerard interrupts hastily.
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Frank turns around a bit shocked. He obviously didn’t hear Adam entering. To be honest Gerard didn’t either (damn this really freakishly silent doors), he just felt his presence.
“Wow, gave me a heart attack here. Don’ sneak up on people like that,” Frank grins.
“How could I possibly sneak up on people?” Adam asks and yeah, Gerard thinks, point. “One of you have a lighter?” he adds as he gets his pack out. “I lent mine to…someone.”
“Sure,” Frank says, Gerard can only stare as Frank lights Adam’s cigarette. Adam is so tall and his grin is stupidly charming and his eyes are really blue. (Gerard likes blue, okay?) His lips looks pliant and shiny and he bets they taste like a girl's.
“I bet you taste like a girl,” he blurs out and Adam stares at him for a second before he laughs out loud.
“That one is new, but I’ll go for it.”
“What? I’m not- it was an observation!” Gerard splutters and wants to take another drag, but his cigarette is burned down to the freaking filter. Great. Frank who was bouncing on his heels back and forth, watching amused, lights another one for him.
“I think he’ll taste like you right now. Like smoke.”
“I have it on good authority that I taste like glitter and rock’n roll,” Adam throws in with a grin.
“You kissed Lady Gaga?” Gerard asks a bit awed. He would totally kiss her too.
“You’re listening to Lady Gaga?” Adam wants to know. He sounds surprised.
“I like…music,” Gerard shrugs.
Adam smiles. It looks warm and happy. Gerard can’t help it he smiles back, a stupid warm feeling spreading inside him.
“You are adorable,” Adam says, quietly. Something in his voice makes Gerard shiver.
“I am kick ass,” he answers and wonders if Adam ever thought about him when-. Yeah, not right now.
“So,” Frank interrupts and he’s grinning again, which can’t possibly mean anything good. “You think we look hot making out on stage?”
“Frank!”
“Yeah; I do,” Adam answers and there it is again this tone in his voice.
Gerard takes a nervous drag.
“Because Gerard is worried we don’t look hot being al sweaty and aggressive, you know?” Frank goes on.
“Frank!” Gerard hisses. Frank grins wider.
“He thinks-“ but Gerard grabs his shirt and shuts him up by pressing his lips against Frank's, hard and angry. He can feel Frank’s grin against his mouth.
“Shut up!” he says, licking his lip.
Adam makes a noise and Gerard turns to look at him. “So, wanna compare notes?” he asks.
The thing is that Gerard really, really does. He lets go of Frank’s shirt as Adam reaches out for him. Adam’s hand big and warm around Gerard’s neck, fingers tangling carefully in the red strands. “I like what you did with your hair,” Adam whispers and Gerard licks his lips without meaning to. This is different, this feels somehow more real and less for it. Gerard wants to ask if it means something, anything to Adam, but there are questions better left unasked. Adam has to lean down: his whole presence blocking out the rest of the world for a few brief moments. So up close Gerard can see the freckles on Adam’s lips and has the urge to rub the make-up away from his skin. He doesn’t, he grabs at Adam’s jacket instead. And then Adam pulls him closer, gently guiding him until their lips meet. It’s not aggressive in the least. It’s soft and gentle, but not hesitant. Adam is a fantastic kisser, Gerard realises and closes his eyes.
“Peaches,” Gerard whispers as they separate. “I knew it,” he grins, letting go of Adam’s jacket and stepping back. It’s really stupid how much it costs him to do it. Frank wraps his arms around him and hooks his chin on Gerard’s shoulder. He doesn’t ask.
Adam looks awed, and rumbled and a bit sad and Gerard doesn’t know what to say, so he lights another cigarette.
~end~
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YOU MADE MY DAY OMG THIS IS AWESOME. *happyflail*
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It was fun to write.
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That whole conversation with Adam was so much fun, and the kiss. Oh yes!
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I imagine Adam would be amused by all this (and he gets to kiss Gerard).
Thank you!
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They are so rarely written and I'm happy other people have a thing for them together too <3.
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Thank you.
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