“Can I be the only hope for you? Because the only hope for me is you alone!” sang Gerard in the shower. Hey, that would be a great song! Gotta tell the boys that ASAP.

He grabbed his dye-safe shampoo, squirted a little into his palm, and started to lather it into his hair, glad to remove any hazelnuts flavored liquid that didn’t belong. Mmm I wish Frankie was here. That man would be pantsless as soon as I saw him… and shirtless… and in my bed… oh damn. Ya know what? I’m just gonna tell Frank the next time I see him. Next time Frank Iero walks through my door, I will tell him I-

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Ugh, it’s probably just a stupid Fed-Ex guy with new fan mail.

Knock Knock-Knock. Knock.

Fiiiinnnneee. I’ll just go get the door. I’ll have to do this now that my brother doesn’t live here anymore. Ugh.

Gerard looked around hurriedly for his clothes. Crap. Forgot the clothes. Delivery guy shouldn’t mind, right?

He grabbed the nearest towel and wrapped it around his waist. Ooo I look hot in white. Just gotta keep one hand on the towel at all times and I’ll be good.

Knock. Knock.

Notes

Sorry it's short, just a filler chapter. More to be up later today!