Waiter! Frank and Basement! Gerard
Summary
Gerard watches the waiter prance his fine ass over. He sways his tiny little hips as he walks an inviting dance that makes Gerard want to kiss him on the spot. He has a scorpion tattoo on his neck; it makes Gerard wonder how he’d gotten a job, and many more tattoos are visible on his forearms and hands thanks to his uniform for being short sleeved. He has thin, pink lips with a piercing stabbed through the right side, and a nose hoop sits in his left nostril. He has black, black hair cut in a fringe and giant olive eyes. He looks like the people that Gerard’s mother would warn him to stay away from, and Gerard knows it. And he doesn’t care.
“You need a refill?” the waiter asks. He’s close enough so that Gerard can read his nametag. Frank. He’s never liked the name before, but now… now it sounds so perfect.
“Um, yeah,” Gerard mumbles. He holds his breath as Frank leans in close to his face to refill his mug with scalding hot coffee, Frank’s chest within licking distance of Gerard’s tongue.
“Can I fill you up with cream?” Frank asks with a smile.
Gerard turns scarlet. He’s had hardly any experience with flirting; being a geeky fat kid in high school and a somewhat shy adult. He doesn’t know what to do, say, or even think. He sits there, mouth open, not able to make any noise.
Frank holds out his hand to reveal tiny little cups of cream. Cream for the coffee, not Gerard’s ass or mouth.
Gerard sighs a little breath of relief; even though he is slightly disappointed that Frank was in fact, not flirting. “No thanks.”
Frank walks away, and Gerard shamelessly stares at his small ass as he leaves.
“GERARD!” Ray calls, snapping his fingers in front of Gerard’s face.
Gerard jumps a little in surprise at the abrupt demand for attention.
“God, in love much, or what?” Ray smirks.
Gerard can feel himself blush. “Shut up! He’s cute, that’s all.”
Ray shakes his head. “Whatever you say, man.”
As Gerard leaves the tip, he gets a sudden surge of courage. Enough to take a bill and write on the front in a Sharpie, “712-482-6937. Call me, G xo” He smiles knowing Frank will get it and vacates his favorite coffeehouse with a smile on his face.
“You need a refill?” the waiter asks. He’s close enough so that Gerard can read his nametag. Frank. He’s never liked the name before, but now… now it sounds so perfect.
“Um, yeah,” Gerard mumbles. He holds his breath as Frank leans in close to his face to refill his mug with scalding hot coffee, Frank’s chest within licking distance of Gerard’s tongue.
“Can I fill you up with cream?” Frank asks with a smile.
Gerard turns scarlet. He’s had hardly any experience with flirting; being a geeky fat kid in high school and a somewhat shy adult. He doesn’t know what to do, say, or even think. He sits there, mouth open, not able to make any noise.
Frank holds out his hand to reveal tiny little cups of cream. Cream for the coffee, not Gerard’s ass or mouth.
Gerard sighs a little breath of relief; even though he is slightly disappointed that Frank was in fact, not flirting. “No thanks.”
Frank walks away, and Gerard shamelessly stares at his small ass as he leaves.
“GERARD!” Ray calls, snapping his fingers in front of Gerard’s face.
Gerard jumps a little in surprise at the abrupt demand for attention.
“God, in love much, or what?” Ray smirks.
Gerard can feel himself blush. “Shut up! He’s cute, that’s all.”
Ray shakes his head. “Whatever you say, man.”
As Gerard leaves the tip, he gets a sudden surge of courage. Enough to take a bill and write on the front in a Sharpie, “712-482-6937. Call me, G xo” He smiles knowing Frank will get it and vacates his favorite coffeehouse with a smile on his face.
Chapters
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Chapter 1
Gerard meets a very cute waiter at his favorite coffee place.
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Chapter 2
Frank ponders whether to call G or not.
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Chapter 3
Gerard sets the date.
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Chapter 4
Frank and Gerard go to the zoo.
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Chapter Five
Gerard sees Frank's apartment for the first time.
8/24/13