Do You Wanna Hold My Hand?
Just Like Up On The Screen.
Chapter Twenty Nine: Just like up on the screen.
"Hi." Gerard smiled as Frank opened his front door to see the tall, dark deathly pale figure of Gerard stood on his porch.
"Hey!" Frank smiled back, stepping out onto the porch next to Gerard and closing his front door behind him. The two had arranged to meet at Frank's before they went to see Iron Man 3 at the cinema. "What do you want for lunch then?" Frank smiled brightly at Gerard as they walked down his street towards a bus stop.
"Not fussed, whatever you fancy." He grinned at the younger boy, noticing that whilst Gerard had grown considerably, Frank had stayed roughly the same small size.
Eventually the two had gotten into town and decided to grab a bag of fries each before the film.
"Harley Quinn or Wonderwoman?" Frank asked Gerard.
"Harley! I'm much more of a Batman guy than Superman, hence the bat in my room!" He laughed as he referred to the paper weight his grandfather had given him.
"Hmph I'd have to agree with you on that one, Wonderwoman is just to ... out there? Forward? I dunno!" Frank laughed his usual musical laugh, making Gerard smile more.
"Guess we should get going to the cinema!" Gerard grinned before standing up. Frank grumbled and followed suit, trying to match Gerard's stride as the two walked towards the centre of town to where the cinema was located.
"Dammit!" Frank squealed as a woman screamed on the screen. Gerard giggled, trying not to make too much noise as they were sat at the back of the cinema and all noise was projected forward. As the main character of the film was making his way through a rather creepy part of the film, Gerard noticed Frank had begun to cling onto his arm, curling up towards it.
"Erm Frank," Gerard whispered, "are you okay?" Frank looked up puzzled.
"Yes ... why?" He asked. Gerard simply nodded his head towards Frank's arm and smiled.
"Oh ... sorry." Frank's face fell slightly and he began to move away when Gerard grabbed his hand.
"Did I say you could move?" His lips turned up at one side in a sly smile. Frank giggled lightly, trying not to make too much noise, and resumed his previous place clinging onto Gerard's arm.
"Gerard?" Frank whispered around 20 minutes later, Gerard grunted in response, "why have you been, well, ignoring me pretty much this past 2 months?" Frank asked, sadness in his voice. Gerard turned to look at the smaller boy and felt a pang of guilt as he saw the loneliness in Frank's eyes.
"I-I, I thought it would be best if, if we just, well if I just layed low for a bit." Gerard looked away, not at the screen but downwards as if ashamed.
"Oh," Frank muttered, "I thought I'd done something to upset you actually." He smiled weakly, happy with himself.
"Nah," Gerard ruffled his gelled hair, "I don't think it would be possible for you to upset me kid." He smiled kindly at the smaller boy who proceeded to snuggle up to him.
"Gerard?" Frank whispered again, Gerard grunting again, "I," he paused momentarily, "I love you." He rushed out, turning his face back to the screen as if nothing had even happened. Gerard turned his head and looked at Frank, taking in the delicate contours of his face, his warm chocolate eyes, his small but perfect lips and the silver lip ring that clung to his skin.
"I love you too." Gerard moved his hand so it was sitting above Frank's who turned his head and looked at the taller boy in the gloom of the cinema. He gazed at his perfectly pale skin, his olive coloured eyes that contained flecks of coffee brown colours and his long ebony hair that lapped against his shoulders. Before Gerard even fully understood what he was doing, he leaned slowly towards Frank who leaned in too. Their noses pressed together momentarily before Frank pressed his lips against Gerard's, smiling as he did so.
"I missed you." He whispered into the kiss.
"Me too." Gerard mumbled, giggling slightly as Frank tried to wrap his body around Gerard's but realised the arm of his chair was in the way. To stop him from sulking, Gerard pulled Frank over the arm of the chair onto his lap, tying his hands around his waist and planting kisses across his neck and face until he reached his lips.
"Was this a date?" Gerard asked politely.
"Kind of." Frank smiled before pressing his lips against Gerard's once more and knotting his fingers in Gerard's dark hair.
"Hi." Gerard smiled as Frank opened his front door to see the tall, dark deathly pale figure of Gerard stood on his porch.
"Hey!" Frank smiled back, stepping out onto the porch next to Gerard and closing his front door behind him. The two had arranged to meet at Frank's before they went to see Iron Man 3 at the cinema. "What do you want for lunch then?" Frank smiled brightly at Gerard as they walked down his street towards a bus stop.
"Not fussed, whatever you fancy." He grinned at the younger boy, noticing that whilst Gerard had grown considerably, Frank had stayed roughly the same small size.
Eventually the two had gotten into town and decided to grab a bag of fries each before the film.
"Harley Quinn or Wonderwoman?" Frank asked Gerard.
"Harley! I'm much more of a Batman guy than Superman, hence the bat in my room!" He laughed as he referred to the paper weight his grandfather had given him.
"Hmph I'd have to agree with you on that one, Wonderwoman is just to ... out there? Forward? I dunno!" Frank laughed his usual musical laugh, making Gerard smile more.
"Guess we should get going to the cinema!" Gerard grinned before standing up. Frank grumbled and followed suit, trying to match Gerard's stride as the two walked towards the centre of town to where the cinema was located.
"Dammit!" Frank squealed as a woman screamed on the screen. Gerard giggled, trying not to make too much noise as they were sat at the back of the cinema and all noise was projected forward. As the main character of the film was making his way through a rather creepy part of the film, Gerard noticed Frank had begun to cling onto his arm, curling up towards it.
"Erm Frank," Gerard whispered, "are you okay?" Frank looked up puzzled.
"Yes ... why?" He asked. Gerard simply nodded his head towards Frank's arm and smiled.
"Oh ... sorry." Frank's face fell slightly and he began to move away when Gerard grabbed his hand.
"Did I say you could move?" His lips turned up at one side in a sly smile. Frank giggled lightly, trying not to make too much noise, and resumed his previous place clinging onto Gerard's arm.
"Gerard?" Frank whispered around 20 minutes later, Gerard grunted in response, "why have you been, well, ignoring me pretty much this past 2 months?" Frank asked, sadness in his voice. Gerard turned to look at the smaller boy and felt a pang of guilt as he saw the loneliness in Frank's eyes.
"I-I, I thought it would be best if, if we just, well if I just layed low for a bit." Gerard looked away, not at the screen but downwards as if ashamed.
"Oh," Frank muttered, "I thought I'd done something to upset you actually." He smiled weakly, happy with himself.
"Nah," Gerard ruffled his gelled hair, "I don't think it would be possible for you to upset me kid." He smiled kindly at the smaller boy who proceeded to snuggle up to him.
"Gerard?" Frank whispered again, Gerard grunting again, "I," he paused momentarily, "I love you." He rushed out, turning his face back to the screen as if nothing had even happened. Gerard turned his head and looked at Frank, taking in the delicate contours of his face, his warm chocolate eyes, his small but perfect lips and the silver lip ring that clung to his skin.
"I love you too." Gerard moved his hand so it was sitting above Frank's who turned his head and looked at the taller boy in the gloom of the cinema. He gazed at his perfectly pale skin, his olive coloured eyes that contained flecks of coffee brown colours and his long ebony hair that lapped against his shoulders. Before Gerard even fully understood what he was doing, he leaned slowly towards Frank who leaned in too. Their noses pressed together momentarily before Frank pressed his lips against Gerard's, smiling as he did so.
"I missed you." He whispered into the kiss.
"Me too." Gerard mumbled, giggling slightly as Frank tried to wrap his body around Gerard's but realised the arm of his chair was in the way. To stop him from sulking, Gerard pulled Frank over the arm of the chair onto his lap, tying his hands around his waist and planting kisses across his neck and face until he reached his lips.
"Was this a date?" Gerard asked politely.
"Kind of." Frank smiled before pressing his lips against Gerard's once more and knotting his fingers in Gerard's dark hair.
7/27/13