Your eyes are vacant & stained (frerard)

FRANK’S P.O.V
I have everything I’ve ever wanted but more… Camping with Gerard and watching the sunset was cute, but he fell asleep halfway through it, so I had to carry him into the tent. The next day… School… Ha.
- - -
I watched Gerard as he seated himself at the back of the class, his usual seat. Scholars flooded in and filled the other seats. It was Maths, so pretty boring, actually. Gerard seemed to be not very intrigued in it as he glanced around the classroom. A thought came across my mind, of what I could do, but… It was dangerous, if people saw… That just made it even more fun. I leaped up from my seat, silently, and strode next to Gerard, placing a hand on his thigh, really close to his…Well, crotch.
“Are you okay?” I purred, attempting to make my voice seductive. Gerard’s face went extremely red.
“I…I…I-I… I’m f-fine,” Gerard stuttered. “I-I’m just d-doing w-work,”
“It doesn’t look like it,” I smirked, a little, as I moved my hand, skimming the sensitive spot.
“Fuck, Frank, seriously,” Gerard whined, he seriously whimpered. That was hot. So hot.
“What’s wrong, angel?” I whispered, acting all innocent.
“I swear to God if you-”
He was cut off by me rubbing it slightly.
“If y-you w-want me to m-moan out loud I’d s-suggest y-you keep going,” Gerard stammered, his eyes wide, leaning his head back slightly.
“Okay, then,” I grinned, devilishly and continued.
“Fuck,” Gerard groaned, quietly. “Fr-frank, I’m…”
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, taking in the gorgeous view of Gerard, who was attempting to show that nothing was happening.
“Yes – wait, no! Wait, what? I d-don’t know,” Gerard sighed, glancing at me, pleading silently. I cleared my throat.
“Gerard!” I used my best angry-tutor tone. “You should be doing work! Outside, with me, THIS INSTANCE!”
I watched Gerard as he appeared shocked as I winked at him and he followed me, hanging his head slightly.
We arrived outside and I checked if no one down the corridor, before pressing my lips to his. He reacted by kissing me back, desperately. I smirked a little, tangling my hands in his hair, as he pulled me by the waist, closer to him. I was quick to gain control again, teasing him.
“F-Frank,” Gerard gasped as we separated.
“Yes?” I answered, sweetly.
“Thank you,” He blushed, slightly.
“Don’t say thanks… Just, look at me and give me a signal whenever you’re bored…” I smirked, again.
“Oh,” Gerard replied, simply. “Oh.”
- - -
School finished and Gerard was outside talking with… Oh. Bert. I leaned against the wall next to him, knowing he had seen me.
“Look,” I heard Gerard say. “Just not-”
“What? Why not?” Bert’s voice growled.
“I don’t…” Gerard’s voice was a whisper. “Okay!?”
“I will seek my revenge for your rejection,” Bert stated.
“O-okay,” Gerard bit his lip, nervously.
“Trust me… I will find out every little secret about you and spread it like wild fire… Don’t think I won’t, Gerard… Don’t think I won’t…” And with that Bert walked off, smirking like he had won a toy. Gerard ran over me and burst into tears.
“R-revenge?” He muttered. I hugged him, tightly, making sure no one saw.
“It’s okay, babe,” I whispered. He sniffed.
“J-just because I told him I didn’t want to be with him he said that,” Gerard admitted. I felt my anger bubble, a little.
“He won’t touch you, I won’t let him.” I soothed.
“I hope,” Gerard mumbled.
- - -
I stayed with Gerard around his house for a while.
“Gerard!” Mikey called, we heard him stomp down the stairs. “Pete’s here,”
“Oh!? Come in, we can all watch the Walking Dead as we were going too,” Gerard suggested, snuggling closer to me. I smiled, nodding in agreement. Pete settled on the floor with Mikey as Gerard made it like a cinema, shutting out all light expect the television, you couldn’t even see each other… This was a good thing. I pulled Gerard closer to me, kissing him dead on the lips. He kissed back, lingering for a bit, before pulling away, and whispering,
“Sorry, the film-”
“Good bit? I know,” I interrupted. I felt Gerard nod. We both watched the good bit where they are searching through a zombie then it comes to life again, jumping and starting to eat one of the members of the crew. Mikey huddled into Pete, and he smirked.
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” I heard Pete speak to Mikey. The good bit was over and Gerard moved closer to me. I kissed his neck, softly, whilst twirling strands of his hair around my fingers.
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” I whispered to him. He shook his head.
“I’m not, really,” Gerard replied. “You are, I’m not.”
“No,” I disagreed. “Gerard, you’re perfect, don’t tell me otherwise,”
“But… I’m not,” Gerard sighed. “I can’t even believe you’d even like someone like me,”
“What’s there not to like?” I grinned.
“Everything,” Gerard retorted. I felt my heart sink, a little, sad that he thought of himself like this.
“No, that’s not true… Nothing is to dislike, everything is to like… I love you,” I murmured.
“I love you,” Gerard squeaked, back, loud enough for me to hear, quiet enough for Mikey and Pete to NOT hear.

Notes

AND BERT APPEARS AGAIN