„We're Not Having a Threesome With My Sister“
6.) Pugs, crushes and Sixteen Candles.
From: frnkiero
02:23 PM
it wasn't even that hyperactive. shut up.
To: frnkiero
02:24 PM
totally was. y didn't u answer my call? sad face :(
From: frnkiero
02:26 PM
was beating leah's ass at COD4, but there's this asshole right now that's keeping me from doing that.
To: frnkiero
02:27 PM
oh yeah? is this asshole cute? is he someone important? xp
From: frnkiero
02:29 PM
immensely.
From: frnkiero
02:35 PM
meet me in front of CC at 4. have a surprise for u.
-
Gerard thinks he is going absolutely crazy when he sees Frank, standing outside of Caffeine Cold, his lip ring shining in the sun, holding a puppy in his hands.
He blinked a few times, thinking his mind must be pulling a trick on him, but there he is, in a washed out black tank top and grey sweatpants, holding a fucking pug.
„Are you gonna come here and hold her or are you just gonna stand there like an idiot?“
-
„Are you 100% positive leaving the dog with Mikey is a good idea?“ Gerard asked as they entered the Iero home. It's been an hour since he and Frank have met up in front of the coffeshop and so far the new things in his life are: a coffee he purchased, a burnt tongue that was caused by the coffee he had purchased (and Frank), and a mother flipping dog.
„What? Oh, sure, he's like, responsible and stuff. Right?“ Frank talked as he went up the stairs, Gerard following behind him like a headless fly.
Frank had gotten him a dog. An actual, living, four legged dog. With a tail and everything! Okay, so maybe he was freaking out a bit. But he just got used to having friends, and he's not sure what this means. A dog. Is it a token of Frank's affection? Highly improbable, but Gerard has a very vivid imagination.
Only one way to find out, he thinks to himself when they walk into Frank's room. Well, Frank and Leah's room. He shuts the door, though, so Gerard thinks this might work out after all.
„So, do you want to-“ Frank is kind of interrupted. By Gerard's mouth. On his. His immediate reflex is to start kissing back, of course, because this is Gerard, hey- Frank would never pass a make out session with Gerard.
They quickly find themselves on the bed (the same bed Frank jerked off on some years ago, Gerard reminds himself and his dick twitches in his pants and could he get any weirder, seriously) and Frank's shirt is on the floor and it's all heated and then Frank reaches under Gerard's shirt and he freezes.
„Gee?“ All of the want and need and lust goes missing from Frank's face and it's all worryworryworryworry now.
Nobody has seen Gerard without a shirt. In years. Since he was, what, 14 maybe. Not even Mikey. Because Gerard doesn't like his body, and therefore, nobody else would. Nobody else does. In Gerard's eyes, it's all disgusting and gross and too fat, too chubby, too much.
And Frank doesn't want to see that. Gerard doesn't even want to see that.
„Err, can the shirt stay on?“ Gerard blushes, because he never thought he would ask that. He never though he'd get himself into a sitation where he would have to, anyway.
„Sure. Why, though?“ Curse Frank and his forwardness.
„Uhm. I'm not sure do you want to see that.“ Gerard gets off of Frank and folds his arms protectively around his stomach. Fat, he thinks.
„That?“ Frank asks and Gerard hums. „Gee?“ Gerard looks up and Frank takes his hands fom where they were wrapped around his body and kisses them. Now, if you had asked Gerard 10 minutes ago, could Frank ever look.. not happy, he would have laughed in your face. Now, he's not so sure. „What do you mean 'that'? Of course I want to see you without your shirt. Have wanted for a while actually,“ he winks and Gerard can't help but smile. This dork, seriously.
„Promise not to laugh?“ Gerard. 18 year old Gerard, taking his shirt off. In front of his crush, an extremely hot 16 year old. When did this become his life?
Frank nods and lays on his side, putting a hand on his hip and leaning on his elbow. Paint me like one of your French girls,Gerard thinks as he pulls the shirt over his head.
Which, of course, is the exact moment Leah walks into the room with a bowl of popcorn, because every greater force in the world hates Gerard. She then sits right in between the two of them, as if Frank isn't shirtless and has an obvious boner through his sweatpants. Gerard is.. probably red faced and trying to cover up with a pillow.
„Frank, get that thing away from me or go rub one out in the bathroom. Fangs, you're hot, you can stay shirtless, just don't bone my brother whilst I'm in the room.“ She says in a completely casual tone of voice, and Gerard hopes Frank won't go and actually jerk off, because, man, even just the thought gets him all hot and bothered.
„Thanks.“ Gerard manages, and then Frank smirks at him and takes a handful of popcorn, and then Gerard is all focused on that fucker's jaw and he needs to draw, he wants to draw this. He puts the mental image away in his head somewhere, just when Leah announces they are watching Sixteen Candles, and then he's laughing because, seriously, talk about cliche.
-
„Are you on drugs?“ Gerard asks whilst sitting down on his bed, raising an eyebrow. He's not sure if Mikey can see it, because the dog is currently laying on his chest, snoring lightly.
„It fits her, okay?“ It kind of does, is the thing. But it's a weird-ass name. It's probably a weird-ass dog though, so it's worth a shot.
„Suit yourself. You're taking Milo out for a walk tommorow at 5 AM though.“ Mikey snorts and Gerard knows he will most likely end up being the one walking her at 5 AM. Most definitely, actually, since Mikey could sleep through an earthquake.
„Why Milo, anyway? Isn't that what you call that girl you like.. Err, Iva? Or something.“ Then Mikey blushes and the silence is enough for Gerard. He's got all the confirmation he needs.
He's in the bathroom, washing his teeth when Mikey's voice comes through the closed door.
„We all know if it was male, you'd probably call it Frankie,“ and then Gerard accidentally hits himself in the gums with the toothbrush and grumbles all the way to bed, not even caring Mikey is still lying on it with Milo on top of him. He knows he will probably fall asleep in Gerard's bed anyway, so he just wraps an arm around his waist and wait untill Mikey stops complaining, then sighs and puts a leg over Gerard's.
02:23 PM
it wasn't even that hyperactive. shut up.
To: frnkiero
02:24 PM
totally was. y didn't u answer my call? sad face :(
From: frnkiero
02:26 PM
was beating leah's ass at COD4, but there's this asshole right now that's keeping me from doing that.
To: frnkiero
02:27 PM
oh yeah? is this asshole cute? is he someone important? xp
From: frnkiero
02:29 PM
immensely.
From: frnkiero
02:35 PM
meet me in front of CC at 4. have a surprise for u.
-
Gerard thinks he is going absolutely crazy when he sees Frank, standing outside of Caffeine Cold, his lip ring shining in the sun, holding a puppy in his hands.
He blinked a few times, thinking his mind must be pulling a trick on him, but there he is, in a washed out black tank top and grey sweatpants, holding a fucking pug.
„Are you gonna come here and hold her or are you just gonna stand there like an idiot?“
-
„Are you 100% positive leaving the dog with Mikey is a good idea?“ Gerard asked as they entered the Iero home. It's been an hour since he and Frank have met up in front of the coffeshop and so far the new things in his life are: a coffee he purchased, a burnt tongue that was caused by the coffee he had purchased (and Frank), and a mother flipping dog.
„What? Oh, sure, he's like, responsible and stuff. Right?“ Frank talked as he went up the stairs, Gerard following behind him like a headless fly.
Frank had gotten him a dog. An actual, living, four legged dog. With a tail and everything! Okay, so maybe he was freaking out a bit. But he just got used to having friends, and he's not sure what this means. A dog. Is it a token of Frank's affection? Highly improbable, but Gerard has a very vivid imagination.
Only one way to find out, he thinks to himself when they walk into Frank's room. Well, Frank and Leah's room. He shuts the door, though, so Gerard thinks this might work out after all.
„So, do you want to-“ Frank is kind of interrupted. By Gerard's mouth. On his. His immediate reflex is to start kissing back, of course, because this is Gerard, hey- Frank would never pass a make out session with Gerard.
They quickly find themselves on the bed (the same bed Frank jerked off on some years ago, Gerard reminds himself and his dick twitches in his pants and could he get any weirder, seriously) and Frank's shirt is on the floor and it's all heated and then Frank reaches under Gerard's shirt and he freezes.
„Gee?“ All of the want and need and lust goes missing from Frank's face and it's all worryworryworryworry now.
Nobody has seen Gerard without a shirt. In years. Since he was, what, 14 maybe. Not even Mikey. Because Gerard doesn't like his body, and therefore, nobody else would. Nobody else does. In Gerard's eyes, it's all disgusting and gross and too fat, too chubby, too much.
And Frank doesn't want to see that. Gerard doesn't even want to see that.
„Err, can the shirt stay on?“ Gerard blushes, because he never thought he would ask that. He never though he'd get himself into a sitation where he would have to, anyway.
„Sure. Why, though?“ Curse Frank and his forwardness.
„Uhm. I'm not sure do you want to see that.“ Gerard gets off of Frank and folds his arms protectively around his stomach. Fat, he thinks.
„That?“ Frank asks and Gerard hums. „Gee?“ Gerard looks up and Frank takes his hands fom where they were wrapped around his body and kisses them. Now, if you had asked Gerard 10 minutes ago, could Frank ever look.. not happy, he would have laughed in your face. Now, he's not so sure. „What do you mean 'that'? Of course I want to see you without your shirt. Have wanted for a while actually,“ he winks and Gerard can't help but smile. This dork, seriously.
„Promise not to laugh?“ Gerard. 18 year old Gerard, taking his shirt off. In front of his crush, an extremely hot 16 year old. When did this become his life?
Frank nods and lays on his side, putting a hand on his hip and leaning on his elbow. Paint me like one of your French girls,Gerard thinks as he pulls the shirt over his head.
Which, of course, is the exact moment Leah walks into the room with a bowl of popcorn, because every greater force in the world hates Gerard. She then sits right in between the two of them, as if Frank isn't shirtless and has an obvious boner through his sweatpants. Gerard is.. probably red faced and trying to cover up with a pillow.
„Frank, get that thing away from me or go rub one out in the bathroom. Fangs, you're hot, you can stay shirtless, just don't bone my brother whilst I'm in the room.“ She says in a completely casual tone of voice, and Gerard hopes Frank won't go and actually jerk off, because, man, even just the thought gets him all hot and bothered.
„Thanks.“ Gerard manages, and then Frank smirks at him and takes a handful of popcorn, and then Gerard is all focused on that fucker's jaw and he needs to draw, he wants to draw this. He puts the mental image away in his head somewhere, just when Leah announces they are watching Sixteen Candles, and then he's laughing because, seriously, talk about cliche.
-
„Are you on drugs?“ Gerard asks whilst sitting down on his bed, raising an eyebrow. He's not sure if Mikey can see it, because the dog is currently laying on his chest, snoring lightly.
„It fits her, okay?“ It kind of does, is the thing. But it's a weird-ass name. It's probably a weird-ass dog though, so it's worth a shot.
„Suit yourself. You're taking Milo out for a walk tommorow at 5 AM though.“ Mikey snorts and Gerard knows he will most likely end up being the one walking her at 5 AM. Most definitely, actually, since Mikey could sleep through an earthquake.
„Why Milo, anyway? Isn't that what you call that girl you like.. Err, Iva? Or something.“ Then Mikey blushes and the silence is enough for Gerard. He's got all the confirmation he needs.
He's in the bathroom, washing his teeth when Mikey's voice comes through the closed door.
„We all know if it was male, you'd probably call it Frankie,“ and then Gerard accidentally hits himself in the gums with the toothbrush and grumbles all the way to bed, not even caring Mikey is still lying on it with Milo on top of him. He knows he will probably fall asleep in Gerard's bed anyway, so he just wraps an arm around his waist and wait untill Mikey stops complaining, then sighs and puts a leg over Gerard's.
Notes
IT'S SO SHORT I'M SORRY.
Also, hey, a puppy! So that totally makes up for the shortness. I'm also thinking of getting Leah a girlfriend. Huh.
@milosucks
hehehehe
9/3/14