AUTHORS NOTE: I feel it necessary you should see what he's wearing since I'm too lazy to describe it (Gerard is a sexy fuck in anything he wears including jeans and a tank top.)

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"Whoa!"

"What the hell Mikey seriously?!" Gerard screams while throwing a random notebook at him.

"You should put the lock on your door asshole. My innocence is deteriorating as we speak!" Mikey yells annoyed through the now closed door.

"Shut up shithead that ship sailed four years ago when you discovered internet porn!"

"That's not fucking true take that back bitch!" Mikey speaks, his voice sounding flustered and defensive.

"It is too!"

"Boys both of you mind the shit that comes out of your mouths!" Their mother yells from the front door in warning. "And Mikey don't fucking deny the truth honey. I went to search 'Woman Bohemian dresses' and 'Woman bounces on huge cock' was the first thing that popped up. Technology doesn't lie sweetie. I'll be back by eight you two, lots of kisses!"

Gerard tries his hardest to hold in his laughter but ends up throwing back his head and letting out a rowdy cackle. He laughs even harder when he hears Mikey repeatedly banging his head against the door.

"Please someone kill me now. Anyone. I'll even play Jigsaw's game as long as I don't have to face her again."

"Stop being such a drama queen Mikey. She hasn't made a big deal, I'm sure she's cool with it."

"Whatever just don't talk about it again. Are you done tucking your balls? "

"Oh my god you're so fucking stupid. But yes, yes I am."

Mikey opens the door again still a little tentatively as he pokes his head around the door. When he sees Gerard fully dressed he opens it fully and lets himself in to go throw himself down on the double bed. He picks up an old worn out copy of A Brave New World from Gerard's bedside table and flips to the middle, only mildly interested in the dialogue.

Gerard ignores him and sits down at the foot of the bed makeup bag on his lap open and ready for him to rummage through. Mikey glances at him every few seconds from the top of the book watching him as he takes forever to perfect the little wing at the outer corner of his eyes. Finally he realizes his not so subtle looks aren't getting his point across.

"Gee?"

"Michael?"

"It's Saturday."

"I'm well aware of the date Michael. Is that your only concern?"

"Um well it's just ...it's Saturday why are you dressed like that"

"Why is there a problem that I dress like a woman in my free time?"

"No, I just thought you would only dress like that for school..." he cringes at the death glare Gerard is sending his way, "But if you wanna dress like that in your free time then go for it girlfriend!" Mikey adds nervously trying to stay on his big brothers good side.

"You are so lucky that the high possibility of ruining my makeup is keeping me from strangling you."

"Well thank the Gods for makeup then."

"Fucking moron," Gerard whispers under his breath as he applies a shiny peach gloss to his lips, "For your information Mikey no I do not have the sudden desire to cut off my dick and replace it with a vagina. I'm meeting Frank."

"Oh well oka-Wait what!? You're seeing Frank OUTSIDE of school and you didn't bother to tell me?"

"It's just a study date not a big deal."

"Not a big deal? This is huge it's Frank. He's gonna like flirt with you and shit. What if he finds out you're you?" Mikey says slightly panicked.

"Pull yourself together dude it's a study date in the middle of a fucking Starbucks. It's not like he's gonna try and bend me over the table and have his way with me."

"You're right but what if he already knows and like shoves you into the bathroom and kicks your ass."

"Not possible." Gerard sing songs

"It totally is, oh my god, for your sake I must assemble the cavalry!" Mikey proclaims jumping up from the bed, sending the book to the floor. He runs to his room yelling, "Don't you worry Gerard! We will be there to protect your honor if need be!"

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"You have to be joking." Gerard says as he lets in the two teenagers, "he actually called you guys?"

"I was told there would be free coffee." Bob says bluntly.

"And he cares about your safety. Jeez Bob at least try and seem like you care." Mikey grunts out as he struggles to put on his Converse

"This coming from the guy with only four facial expressions."

"I express myself with my words smartass!"

"Well Ray is like my spirit animal, he reflects what I'm feeling. Isn't that right Ray?"

"Don't involve me. I thought you were going on a study date?" Ray says slowly to Gerard, looking him up and down.

"I am. Why what's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Gerard says worriedly.

"Nothing." Ray turns away quietly and tries to put all his attention on the family photo collage hanging on the wall.

"So much for my spirit animal being expressive." Bob says dismissively, "You look too hot for just a study date is what he's trying to say."

"That is not what I was...ugh I'm gonna go wait in the car."

They all look on as Ray marches out of the house and slides into the passenger seat of the waiting car. Gerard tries not to think too much about Ray and his reaction, instead he yells at Mikey to hurry up. Five minutes later they're all in the car and driving towards the coffee shop. Once they get there they park and he stops everyone from getting out right away.

"Guys I just wanna say thank you for being amazing friends and being here for me but I swear to God though if you so much as breathe in my direction while I'm in there, I will cover you in tar and roll you in needles."

"We won't I'll make sure to keep them in check Gee."

"Thanks Bobby."

By the time they're all out of the car Gerard is already opening the door to the coffee shop. He's hardly a few feet in before he hears his name being called. He looks in the direction that the voice is coming from and catches sight of his bully/tutor standing beside a table with two cups of coffee and a single pastry placed between them. He smiles at him and mentally smacks himself when he thinks to himself that Frank looks too fucking good for a tutoring session. He tries to keep his eyes from making their way up and down Franks body but he gives up and takes in the way the the simple black t-shirt hugs his body outlining the toned muscle of his biceps. He attempts to look away but as he tries he sees the sizable bulge resting in Franks jeans. He can feel his knees wobble and he sighs out a single word on accident.

"Fuck."

"Uh...what?"

"Oh my..." This time Gerard mentally punches himself in the balls, "I um...forgot my book! Yeah I totally forgot it at home."

"Well that's okay we can just share mine."

"Aw well aren't you a sweetheart?"

Gerard gives him a smile and is now giving himself mental high fives for remembering to turn on his wanna be girly charm. Frank smiles bashfully and motions for him to slide into the booth first. He does so and makes sure to let his hand brush slightly against the area between Franks crotch and lower abdomen. He hears him gasp and gives him an innocent smile as he settles into his seat. He looks at Frank and grins at the redness on his cheeks, he's still standing and without a word Gerard pats the open space beside him. Frank let out a surprised noise and quickly sat down, the fading red slowly taking on a darker hue again. He pulls out the thick math book from his messenger bag and flips to some geometric equations, he right away begins explaining step after step and Gerard actually listens when he realizes Frank really does know his stuff. He takes diligent notes and almost forgets that he's also supposed to be a little seductive during these study sessions.

He's trying to figure out exactly what to say when Frank excuses himself to the restroom. As soon as he's out of sight he leans back and sighs still trying to gather up some flirty thoughts. He looks straight ahead for the first time and sees that the guys had been sitting there the whole time watching him. Well maybe watching him isn't exactly right because the only one actively doing that was Mikey. Bob was doing an awful job of holding on to his cup of coffee as he tried not to fall asleep and Ray was doodling on a napkin with one ear bud lodged in his ear.

He flips off his brother for fun and gets the finger in return. He proceeds to scrunch up his face at him and stick out his tongue. Just as Mikey is about to respond he spots Frank walking back to the table. He looks to Mikey and sees him point at him and then at Frank, he forms an O with his right hand and moves it near his mouth jerking his hand back and forth slowly. His tongue against his cheek pushing it out, in time with the jerking movement of his hand. Gerard quickly understands the crude hand signal and turns an alarming shade of pink.

"Are you okay? You look a little off colored?" Frank himself cringes at what he just said but is still genuinely concerned for Gerard.

"I'm fine I think it might just be a little headache from all the studying."

"We can stop if you'd like? That way you can get home and rest, we can finish the rest of the chapter tomorrow."

"That would be great Frankie!"

"No problem!" Frank swings his bag over his shoulder. "So tomorrow at two o'clock, your house. Text you about your address later Gwen." He waves as he walks out the door and almost crashes into the pole outside.

Gerard laughs and then screams as he receives a kick to his shin. Looking for his assaulter he finds none other than his horrible excuse for a brother glaring at him.

"You fucking idiot! Our house seriously?! The place that is covered in pictures of you from birth to now."

Gerard feels the blood drain from his face and he grimaces, all he can think to say is.

"I'll get some boxes from the garage?"

Notes

Baka.