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Just One More Glass

Got the Job

Gerard’s POV

My name is Gerard. Gerard Way. I am 27 years old. Today is my first day working at Starbucks. Finally, a job working with something I care about, coffee. It’s a lower pay, but it’ll pay for my rent. I live alone because my parents kicked me out when I told them I was gay. Mikey will come and visit here and there, but that’s about it.

I get up 10 minutes before my shift and head out the door. The shop is only two blocks from the house so I will have plenty of time. When I get there I am introduced by a blonde man named Bob, who gives me my uniform. After changing into the black pants and green polo, I’m ready for work. Bob explains to me that someone named Frank will be training me, but he is running a little late. Suddenly, a short man barges through the door

“I’m here! Sorry I’m late Bob. Is this who I will be training?”

Wow. All I can say is wow. Frank was short and smelled of cigarettes and coffee. His hair was black with the fringe hanging over his eye. The side was shaved down and bleach blonde. And my favorite part about him? His eyes. His twinkling hazel eyes. I finally snapped myself back into reality.

“Yes I guess I am. I’m Gerard by the way.”

"Frank. And it’s a pleasure to meet you Gerard.”

Frank’s POV

Shit! I slammed out the door and ran the four blocks it took me to get to work. My name is Frank. Frank Iero. I am 21 years old and I live with my parents. I will be training this new guy at my job, Starbucks today. Wonder what he’s like? Finally I arrived, hoping I don’t get fired.

“I’m here! Sorry I’m late Bob. Is this who I will be training?”

I see this man. He looks older than me. He is also a lot taller than me (well every is). He had fire engine red hair that went to about his shoulders and hung over his eyes. He had some muscles on his arms, but not too much. And my favorite part about him? His eyes. His perfect hazel eyes. After a bit of staring he responds.

“Yes I guess I am. I’m Gerard by the way.”

"Frank. And it’s a pleasure to meet you Gerard.”

Bob explains to me that I will be teaching Gerard how to make the different coffees while I work the register. While working, we talked about bands and movies we like. I learned that Gerard and I have a lot in common. After our shift ended he invited me over his place to watch some horror movies. When I got to his house, the floor was covered in empty beer cans and dirty laundry.

“Sorry for the mess Frank. I’ve been a bit busy lately.”

“It’s alright man. So what movie are we going to watch?”

After going through a ton of movie, we chose the movie Mama. We sat on each end of the couch and by the time we were halfway through the Gerard has slipped over to my side, so close that our thighs were touching. When the movie ended (by the way that worst the worst movie ending ever), Gerard had his head resting against my shoulder. He quickly jolted up and apologized.

“Umm uhh… Sorry Frank I just got, ah um, tired I guess.”

“It’s okay Gee I actually enjoyed it.”

Notes

Yay! New fanfic! Thanks for reading and sorry it was so short. I will hopefully get a longer or two in this weekend if I have time. Okay well adios for now and be strong my fabulous killjoys!

Comments

@MusicLive
Thanks XD! it was an attempt

mcrfreak mcrfreak
5/12/14

It's so perfect!

MusicLive MusicLive
5/10/14

What a perfect place for them to work, surrounded by coffee all day! :). X