Frank got up to clear out boxes & extra things from the guest room, leaving the way brothers to themselves. Once Frank was out of ear shot Mikey spoke up. "Gee, I don't get a good vibe from him." He said softly, looking up at his brother. "Its okay Mikey, he doesn't seem too bad." He said reassuringly. "Its probably because you haven't been around people much." He hugged his smaller brother & kissed the top of his head, rubbing his shoulder comfortingly as he always did when Mikey felt scared. Frank returned a few minutes later after having moved everything to the attic. "There's only one bed, if that's okay. I'm sure you guys didn't bring any extra clothes, so I left a box of clothes for you guys to rummage through if you guys need to. If you'd like to take a shower, there's a bathroom just down the hall from the room." He said with a smile. "Thank you." Gerard said with a smile. Frankie led the brothers to their room when they finished their coffee, leaving to make himself another cup. Mikey sat on the bed as he watched Gerard look for clothes, tossing a pair of black sweats & a faded Smashing Pumpkins tee in his lap before pulling out an Iron Maiden shirt & a pair of grey sweats. "You shower first Mikey." He said, the younger male nodded & went to take a shower, seeing that Frank had placed two towels on the counter next to the sink. Mikey slowly got undressed before stepping into the shower, turning on the water as he stood away from the stream until it was the right tempurature. Gerard sat on the foot of the bed after having placed the box of clothes by the closet, writing in the journal he had always kept in his shirt, making sure that he never lost it. "When you go, would you even turn to say..." he hummed softly as he wrote, jumping when he looked up & saw Frank at the door. "You have a great voice." He said softly, causing the older male to blush. "Er, thank you... I've only ever sang for my brother." He said with a nervous chuckle. Frank nodded & slowly walked over to Gerard, sitting next to him. Gerard instinctively closed his notebook, not letting anyone read his songs. Frank's eyes scanned over the other male's body, mentally claiming him as his new prostitute.

Notes

Hello. Thank you all for the comments. That seriously made my day. Uhm. This chapter kind of sucks because I don't have much of a plot, but I decided to give you guys a treat. I've asked two of my friends for help & one said yes. I give her a shout out, to my bff *heart eyes*. If you guys have ideas, message me because I am seriously at a loss on how I want to reach the climax of the story. Again. I love you guys, thank you for comments, & keep it ugly. ~xø