Meet Me On Thames Street

“You know babe, you really need to relax.”

Frank was taken out of his thoughts as he heard that ridiculously sexy voice break the silence around them. He was seated across from the red-headed wonder, fumbling his hands nervously around in his lap. Gee took a sip of his water as he gazed upon him, sighing as he realized that nothing he said was going to be able to make the situation from earlier any better. Gee was going to have to show him that everything really was okay between them, so he reached across the table and placed a firm hand over the ink-covered hands of Frank Iero, whose eyes finally dared to meet his own.

“Seriously,” Gee said to him, gifting him with an adoring smile. “Please, sugar. Relax, for me, please.”

Frank froze all movement as he felt Gee’s warm skin on his, and gave a deep sigh once he realized that he was being completely ridiculous. “I’m really bad at this, in case you couldn’t tell,” Frank murmured sheepishly as he took a sip of his Dr. Pepper. “I’m sorry, I’m just thinking.”

“About?” Gee inquired, as he grazed his fingers lazily across Frank’s, grinning to himself as he admired all of the ink that adorned Frank’s gorgeous skin.

The breathing hitched in Frank‘s throat as he did his best to again, regulate his breathing. “You,” he replied, his voice honest.

Gee’s eyes widened at Frank’s response, as he gave the ink-covered gentleman all of his attention. “What about me?” He asked, flashing Frank that absolutely charming smile once again.

“I’m just wondering what a gorgeous thing like you is doing here with a punk kid like me,” he murmured, as a deep blush stained either of his cheeks. Throwing all caution to the wind, he took a deep breath, and gathered all of the courage that he could possibly muster as he spoke his next few words. “Of all the people in all the world, we were at the train station at the exact same time, catching the exact same train to the same destination.”

Frank knew that the red-head was very well aware of the events that took place before they had separated once they had gotten to Fire Island, but he felt the need to elaborate, and continue on before he lost his nerve.

“And here we are, and I’m just wondering what I did to earn enough good karma points to be sitting across from someone as fucking gorgeous as you,” he finished, almost all in one breath, as he finally let out the deep breath that he didn’t even realize he had been holding.

Gee leaned up once again, stretching the length of his body fully across the table, and placed yet another gentle kiss to the corner of Frank’s mouth; tenderly, and lingering there for a moment.

If Frank’s brain were functioning properly, he would have been smart enough to tilt his head just the slightest bit so that he could connect their lips fully, but before he got that brilliant idea in his head, Gee had already retracted himself and was now sitting back across from him, with a proud grin on his face.

“I’m really not gorgeous, nor am I very interesting, sugar. I can’t promise you much, but I promise you that much,” he replied, throwing Frank completely offguard. “But I am glad that we met, and that a gorgeous thing like you was crazy enough to take a chance and wanted to come and meet up with the likes of me.”

Frank stared at the red-head, completely dumbfounded by his words. “The likes of you?” He questioned, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to decipher what the red-head was trying to say to him. “Why the fuck wouldn’t I? You’re by far the prettiest thing on this entire island. You’re kind and you’re generous as fuck, and... seriously, who wouldn’t want to spend the day looking at that gorgeous fucking face of yours?”

Gee laughed a little at Frank’s response, sighing as a sentimental smile crossed his features. “Oh sugar... I think that is the nicest thing anyone has ever said about me, thank you,” Gee replied, blushing slightly, as a somber expression overtook his features. “If you were to ask any of my exes, I’m a little fucked up. Or, actually, depending on the ex, a lot fucked up. They would tell you to run, now, as far the fuck away from me as you possibly could. My father probably would, too. I’m really nothing special, I-”

And it was then, as the red-head kept on talking, that Frank Iero did quite possibly the most brave thing that he has ever done in his entire life. Mustering up all of the courage that he possibly could, the tattooed misfit from Staten Island found himself literally flying over the table, and crushed his lips against those gorgeous pink lips that just would not stop talking.

Of course, Frank had wanted to do this all day, but the reasoning behind his actions was a bit more noble than simply wanting to kiss him. Frank had had enough of the way that the red-head was speaking such crazy nonsense about himself, and kissing him was literally the only thing that he could think of in order to shut him up.

And oh, his plan worked like a fucking charm.

It took Gee all of three seconds to realize what it was that had caused his words to stop spilling out of his mouth, but he quickly snapped to, and began to press his lips as gently as he could back to Frank’s, moaning slightly as one of Frank’s hands came up to cup the side of his face, therefore deepening the kiss. They remained this way for several more moments, before Frank finally pulled away, and landed back in his seat across from the absolutely gorgeous man that he’d met on the train earlier, who now wore a dazed expression on his face.

“For the record, we’re all a little fucked up,” Frank said then, daring to break the peaceful bubble that had formed around them. “And I don’t give a fuck about what any of the ignorant people from your past- and that includes anything negative that your father has to say about you,” Frank continued on, his words strong as he grasped onto Gee’s hand and linked their fingers together once again. “I am stoked a fuck to be here with you, and if you’ll let me, I’m going to spend the entire day showing you just how excited I am to be here on a date with you.”

“A date...”

Gee blinked a few times, in complete shock at all that happened over the last several minutes. His lips were still tingling from where Frank had just kissed him, and his heart was doing this weird backflip thing that he is sure that he has never quite felt before.

“Okay,” the red-head said then, as he pressed a soft kiss to their interlinked fingers, before grabbing onto his menu. “Let’s order then, yeah?”

“Let’s,” Frank replied then, grinning euphorically as he picked up his menu as well. He studied it for a moment before deciding to peek over the top of it, and immediately locked eyes with those mesmerizing hazel eyes once again. Gee had mirrored his actions completely, much like they had done when they were on the train. Frank couldn’t help but giggle once again, and as soon as he did, he knew he had just literally fucked himself. He hated his giggle, and he couldn’t stop those ridiculous sounds from coming out of his mouth.

“You know sugar,” Gee murmured then, non-chalantly as his smile morphed into a smirk. “You really do have an adorable fucking giggle.”

Frank felt all of the blood rush straight to his cheeks as the red-head spoke those words, and quickly hid behind his menu once again.

“-And you’re even cuter when you blush!”

Frank huffed for a moment behind his menu, before sticking his tongue out at the red-head in a playful manner, and for the first time this entire day, managed to sit back and relax and simply enjoy being here in this slightly tackily decorated seafood restaurant with the gorgeous red-head named Gee.

Their lunch went flawlessly after that. They each enjoyed their entrees and even shared a slice of cheesecake after one of the best conversations that Frank has ever had in his entire life. Aside from the fact that he still had yet to figure out what Gee’s real name was, or what it was that had caused him to become so upset earlier when they were walking on the beach, the two had quite literally the perfect lunch date.

He found out that Gee was actually from New Jersey, and was interning in one of the largest art galleries in downtown Manhattan. Gee spoke so passionately about art, and Frank held on to his every last word; utterly captivated by the way the red-head spoke out of the corner of his mouth at times. Frank loved listening to Gee talk, and realized that he could listen to that sexy voice, and stare at that gorgeous face, literally every second of every day until the sun burnt out.

As the waitress brought their check, they each reached for it at the exact same time, and Frank could feel the sparks literally surging through his entire body as Gee’s fingers touched his. It isn’t like their fingers haven’t been touching for the vast majority of the day that caused Frank to feel this way, but just the thought that the red-head would even think about paying for their meal was enough to blow Frank’s mind.

“At least let me pay for half,” Gee argued, as Frank won the battle and snatched the little black envelope from beneath their fingers. Frank shook his head, as Gee let out a little whine. “Come on, sugar! All I did was buy you a stupid train ticket.”

Frank shook his head. “You did much more than that, Gee,” he argued, grinning a bit as he realized that Gee was beginning to back down.

“At least let me pay for dessert?”

With that, Gee shot him literally the most adorable puppy dog eyes that he possibly could, to which Frank found himself utterly defenseless against.

“Just pay for the tip, and we’ll call it even,” Frank sighed. He couldn’t help but to cave, that look that Gee had given him was far too much for him to handle. “Okay?”

Gee thought about this for a moment, before rolling his eyes and caving in.

“I mean I guess,” he pouted, jutting his lower lip out as he fumbled around in his pocket and threw some money on the table. “I’ll get you back for this, you watch,” Gee warned him, sticking his tongue out playfully in Frank’s direction.

“We’ll see about that,” Frank teased. He waited for his change to come back from the $100 bill, which was the only money that he had on him, since he had left his debit card at home.

He calculated in his head that, minus the $12 that it would cost to get back home, he now had $54 on him to spend, and he intended to spend every last penny on the absolutely gorgeous red-head that is now pulling him out of the restaurant and back onto the slightly crowded street.

“So tell me,” Frank began, as Gee once again twirled himself around within their interlocked fingers. “What is it that you would like to do next?”

Gee thought about this for a moment, as he glanced down at his watch and noticed that it was just past 3:00 in the afternoon. The next train back to Staten Island was in just thirty minutes, and the next one wouldn’t be until 8:00 this evening.

He really didn’t have any business left in Fire Island, and actually hadn’t intended on staying out any later than now. Well, until he met Frank of course, but meeting Frank at the train station was completely by chance and now, here he is with him, with a very full stomach and a fluttering heartbeat that is making him extremely nervous.

Gee knows that he should do the smart thing and bid Frank adieu, going back home right fucking now because he knows that he is treading on very dangerous water considering how their time together has gone so far; but deep down, he knows that it’s already far too late for that.

Gee is already in far too deep, and leaving Frank now would be the equivalent to Frank going to work this morning instead of coming here; a crime against fucking nature.

So instead of telling Frank that he needs to head back to Staten Island, right fucking now, he simply leans in to cradle the soft skin on Frank’s face and captures those oh-so-tempting lips once again with his own. He is kissing Frank more deeply than before, hoping to convey just how fucking happy he is that they ran into each other this morning at the train station, and how delighted he is to be here, standing in the heart of Thames Street with him.

Gee pulled away first, grinning crookedly at the absolutely mesmerized look on Frank’s face.

“Yeah... we should totally just fucking do that all day,” Frank murmured, absolutely drunk off of that gorgeous kiss that Gee had just left upon his lips.

Gee simply laughed in reply, before leaning in to kiss Frank once again, before leading the two of them, hand-in-hand, off to one of the bars a short distance away.

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