Blast it to the Back Row

“Son of a bitch” Frank muttered under his breath as their Vend-a-Hack failed to power up again. He was seated in one of the booths, the hand held device sitting on the table top. He flipped it over and pulled the back off and pried the battery pack out. He knew there wasn’t anything wrong with the wiring so he knew it had to be the battery. Of course they didn’t have any extras laying around at the moment so he couldn’t replace it.
Frank sighed and put the battery pack back in the machine and sat back in the booth pressing his palms into his eyes. He was tired. Gerard was still recovering from his injuries so Frank had to take watch by himself and of course he was immediately bothered with this so he hadn’t been able to sleep since yesterday.
He heard footsteps coming down the hallway and looked up to see Grace walking out into the common area, stretching and yawning like she just woke up. Frank smiled a bit.
Ray was already up, doing something in one of the storerooms. Mikey and Gerard were still asleep. “Hey kiddo” Frank called while screwing the back back onto the Vend-a-Hack. Grace smiled and walked over to Frank’s booth scooting into the seat across from him. “What are you doing Ghoul?” Frank turned over the machine in his hand so the child could see it. “’s not working; I’m trying to fix it” he answered before yawning. Fuck, he needed to go lay down.
“Ghoul, I need to ask you something” Grace’s words came out rushed. Frank looked up and saw that her slightly tanned cheeks were turning pink. He raised his eyebrow in confusion. “Yeah, what’s up?” “I-I… You and Poison… You just seem really close lately… and I saw you two kissing the other day and I’m confused. What’s going on?”
Frank felt himself blushing and swallowed thickly. “Uh… I don’t think I’m really the one who should explain that to you.” He explained slowly. It’s not like he didn’t want to tell Grace, he just didn’t know how. He didn’t want to say something wrong and then have her running off and blabbing her mouth like the six year old she was. Ray would actually kill Frank.
“Maybe you should talk to Jet about this?” “I already tried to; he said to talk ask you” Grace pouted and Frank sighed. Of fucking course. “Okay, okay” Grace looked at him expectantly. “So ah…” he trailed off. Shit, where was he supposed to start? “Um… you said you saw us… uh… kissing. Do you know what that means? Like when people…” he trailed off again, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. He wasn’t sure how she would know. It’s not like Grace has ever been exposed to this stuff… except the stuff that played on the radio sometimes but that wasn’t exactly what he was going for.
“Isn’t that what people do when they love each other? Do you and Party love each other?” Frank couldn’t help but smile a little when she asked this despite how appalled he was that she was catching on so fast. “Yeah” Frank said. “We do.” Grace perked up and beamed at Frank. “Okay, cool” Frank raised an eyebrow and giggled. “And you’re okay with that?” he asked. The girl nodded, looking slightly confused. “Why wouldn’t I be?” Good point. “No reason. Just wondering” Grace smiled again and started to pull herself out of the booth.
“Thank you Ghoul. Good luck with the Vend-a-Hack!” she said before skipping off to the storerooms, probably to look for Ray. Frank smiled and turned back to the aforementioned machine, finding that it had somehow managed to turn on by itself. He laughed and shook his head before turning the machine off again, getting up, and setting it on the counter.
He walked to his and Gerard’s room and pushed the door open. Gerard was still asleep, his bright red hair sweaty and all over his face. Frank walked inside and laid down next to his boyfriend, curling up against Gerard’s back, and throwing an arm over his waist before falling into a dreamless sleep.

Notes

Hey guys! I am back! Sorry for the inactiveness, school sucks and I've hardly had time to write and update stuff. But anyway here's this! Hope y'all like it!

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