Gluttony
Title: Gluttony || inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires.
Author: sweet0revenge
Fandom: My Chemical Romance/ RPS
Characters/Pairing: Frank Iero/ Gerard Way
Prompt: Gluttony
Word Count: 443
Rating: PG-13 - R
Disclaimer: Don't Know, Don't Own, The End.
It was late, but Frank couldn’t find sleep. Sleeping on a tour bus took some getting used to. He had done better in the van when he could curl up on the bench seat, the sound of static on the radio, the old engine, and the noises of his friends never failed to lull him to sleep back in those days.
They didn’t really need the bus. But it was too much of a luxury to pass up, especially because the record company paid for all of it. The big screen TV, DVD Player, X-box....
The tiny fridge they stuffed full of beer and snack foods (frank had claimed a little pull out drawer as his own and would try to buy something healthy every time they went shopping).
“Frank?”
Frank slowly turned around as he heard somebody whispering his name into the dark quiet that lingered around the bus.
He stayed still, holding his breath so he wouldn’t give away where he was to this intruder.
“Frank, please.”
It was Gerard, Frank noticed at once. His voice was quiet and scared and Frank felt the sudden urge to jump up and find Gerard. Wrap him into his arms and keep him there.
But he didn’t need Gerard. He didn’t need Gerard like Gerard needed him. But it wasn’t like his needs mattered anymore. He’d have him anyway.
“Over here.” Frank finally said, giving into the scared tone in Gerard’s voice. Shuffled footsteps neared him and he felt the pressure of Gerard’s body sinking down onto the couch cushions next to him.
“I couldn’t sleep.” Gerard admitted after a few tense seconds of silence between the two. “I couldn’t sleep because I needed to know where you were, Frank.”
It was so ridiculous that Frank scoffed a bit. He always needs something, Frank thought. And he knew that Gerard needed him in the same way that he needed Bert. And when Bert rejected his advances he needed Ray in the same way.
Frank would watch him hang all of them out to dry. With his wants. With his fucking needs. He’d never once think about what somebody else needed. What Bert needed was the sex, what Ray needed was his love, and what Frank needed was some fucking peace of mind.
“There’s not many places I can go on a bus, Gerard.” Frank responded dryly, tangling his fingers into the fraying edges of a hole in his jeans.
When Gerard didn’t respond Frank sighed and moved himself across the couch until he felt his shoulder brush against Gerard’s.
“Please, Frank.”
And Frank shut his eyes, giving into Gerard’s needs, and ignoring his own.
Author: sweet0revenge
Fandom: My Chemical Romance/ RPS
Characters/Pairing: Frank Iero/ Gerard Way
Prompt: Gluttony
Word Count: 443
Rating: PG-13 - R
Disclaimer: Don't Know, Don't Own, The End.
It was late, but Frank couldn’t find sleep. Sleeping on a tour bus took some getting used to. He had done better in the van when he could curl up on the bench seat, the sound of static on the radio, the old engine, and the noises of his friends never failed to lull him to sleep back in those days.
They didn’t really need the bus. But it was too much of a luxury to pass up, especially because the record company paid for all of it. The big screen TV, DVD Player, X-box....
The tiny fridge they stuffed full of beer and snack foods (frank had claimed a little pull out drawer as his own and would try to buy something healthy every time they went shopping).
“Frank?”
Frank slowly turned around as he heard somebody whispering his name into the dark quiet that lingered around the bus.
He stayed still, holding his breath so he wouldn’t give away where he was to this intruder.
“Frank, please.”
It was Gerard, Frank noticed at once. His voice was quiet and scared and Frank felt the sudden urge to jump up and find Gerard. Wrap him into his arms and keep him there.
But he didn’t need Gerard. He didn’t need Gerard like Gerard needed him. But it wasn’t like his needs mattered anymore. He’d have him anyway.
“Over here.” Frank finally said, giving into the scared tone in Gerard’s voice. Shuffled footsteps neared him and he felt the pressure of Gerard’s body sinking down onto the couch cushions next to him.
“I couldn’t sleep.” Gerard admitted after a few tense seconds of silence between the two. “I couldn’t sleep because I needed to know where you were, Frank.”
It was so ridiculous that Frank scoffed a bit. He always needs something, Frank thought. And he knew that Gerard needed him in the same way that he needed Bert. And when Bert rejected his advances he needed Ray in the same way.
Frank would watch him hang all of them out to dry. With his wants. With his fucking needs. He’d never once think about what somebody else needed. What Bert needed was the sex, what Ray needed was his love, and what Frank needed was some fucking peace of mind.
“There’s not many places I can go on a bus, Gerard.” Frank responded dryly, tangling his fingers into the fraying edges of a hole in his jeans.
When Gerard didn’t respond Frank sighed and moved himself across the couch until he felt his shoulder brush against Gerard’s.
“Please, Frank.”
And Frank shut his eyes, giving into Gerard’s needs, and ignoring his own.