Snapshots

Frank awoke in the familiar complete darkness of his room. His body jolted and he felt around, grasping the blankets to get a sensation of where he actually was. His bed, he finally concluded, and from what he could tell, it was really late at night. He curled up tighter in his blanket, desperate for the warmth. It was freezing in his room, but then the banging on the window from the snow storm reminded him that the cold should be the least of his worries.

The last he remembered, he was walking home just as the storm was rolling in. He collapsed...again. Heaving a tired sigh, he sat up, rubbing his eyes. He reached for his phone, not finding it on his nightstand where he usually kept it. He groaned, sitting up in the bed. The only light source that was in his room was the dim blue light emitting from his alarm clock, reading 2:00 am.

He left the diner late, but not that late, Frank thought, furrowing his brows as he made sure he wasn't just imagining it. He was knocked out for no reason, yet again, and slept for hours. It was going to be hard to fix his sleeping schedule again. He thought about the circumstances. How odd things always happened to him when Gee was around, but shrugged it off, figuring it was just coincidence.

After minutes of considering the situation, Frank hobbled out of bed, and headed for the bathroom. Instead of finding the door, he ran into chilling flesh covered with cotton. He gasped, forehead colliding with the other's, and he stumbled back with a shout, only for his mouth to be covered and himself, quickly shushed.

“Shhh,” Said the voice, “Your dogs will freak out again.”

Once his hand moved from Frank's mouth he harshly whispered back, “Gee!? What the fuck are you doing here! How did you get in?”

“Your mom was here, running really late for work, and she invited me in.” He responded softly, trying to ease up the tension in the air between the two of them.

Frank rolled his eyes thinking he was unseen in the dark. “You scared the shit out of me! I thought you were some kind of sick murderer! Why are you here!?”

Gee frowned, “I-I found you on the sidewalk unconscious. The storm was coming in so I uh...thought you needed help.”

Frank felt the heartbreak in his voice, and decided to lighten things up for him, sighing in defeat. “Fuck...fine. Sorry I snapped.” He pressed to fingers to the bridge of his nose, pinching it. “...I have this huge fuckin' headache right now, man.” It came out of nowhere. He woke up feeling find, then there was a sudden pounding in the front of his skull.

Gee only nodded along, “Sorry...” He mumbled, looking away.

Silence fell between them again, Gee just stood awkwardly at the door. Frank was trying to relax from the fright and headache, thinking of something to break the silence.

“...Uh...Gee?”

“Yes?”

“That day...when you brought me back my stuff-- you told me Mikey told you where I lived. But yesterday...He said he's never seen you before...”

“Weird.” He replied after a second, “Must've forgotten my face...”

“But that's it. Your face isn't forgettable.” Frank said, getting a light giggle from where Gee stood.

“Hehe, thanks! But it sounds kinda...flirty?” He giggled again, and Frank felt his cold body start to warm up again, but mostly in his face where he knew a blush was forming.

“O-oh! Well-- I didn't mean It like that. I mean...uh, fuck...” He groaned, slamming his head back on his pillow.

“Nah, it's okay! I understand!” He grinned, Frank knew, seeing his white teeth shine through the slowly adjusting darkness. He sat down on the edge of the bed then, Frank didn't even see him move.

“...Mn...Mikey's a weird kid...” Frank admitted quietly.

“So am I. But you think a lot of people are weird freaks, don't ya? Except for yourself.” Gee hummed, staring at the wall in front of him.

Frank thought about it for a second. He wasn't wrong, but that wasn't how he felt. “I think a lot of people are freaks...weirdos. I think I'm the biggest weirdo of them all, though. I have a few friends, and am a social outcast.” He sighed, “I guess I call other people those names to not think about myself being one.”

Gee fell silent for a while, thinking over what he said, “I don't think you're a freak....I think you're nice and cool and cute.”

“...Cute?”

“Well,” He hummed, “You're not ugly.” Gee giggled shortly again, which Frank was quickly growing fond of; missing it.

“You're not so ugly yourself.” Frank smiled softly, sitting up in bed. He could finally see his dark face, eyes lit up in the dark with his pale skin.

Gee glanced over at him, passing him a grin, “Well, I guess we're both cute weirdos, huh?”
Frank felt Gee scoot a little closer, his cold aura filling up his quickly. He breathed heavily, looking at the sheets. Oh god, this was happening. And Frank felt Gee's hand pressing onto Frank's. Next thing he knew, Gee's lips were pressed to his own, pushing hard against his.

Frank too a second to react, realizing what just happened. He focused his eyes on Gee's closed ones, and he pushed himself away, scared. “G-Gee!” He squeaked, feeling his heart pound almost as much as the what was now a dull ache in his skull.

Gee moved again, gripping Frank's hand as his mouth hovered over Frank's jaw and neck, breathing cool air onto his skin, causing Frank to gasp.

“Gee!” Frank whined, closing his eyes in preparation. Gee dragged his lips across his skin slowly, feeling Frank shudder underneath him. He found a small, familiar spot, and licked over his skin before sucking on that spot.

Frank kept his eyes shut, not daring to open them, panting slightly as he moaned. Gee got a kick out of that, and eagerly did a few more spots, scraping his teeth along his skin, causing Frank to just shuffle in his spot.

When Gee's lips left the skin on his neck, they returned to Frank's lips suddenly, where they were happily met. They pressed their lips together; Gee, loving getting a few small licks on Frank's bottom lip where he could feel his fingers twitch and fidget underneath his grasp on his hand.

There was no warmth in their kiss, even as Frank welcomed Gee's tongue by parting his lips. Gee's cool, wet tongue explored Frank's mouth for a bit, massaging Frank's tongue with his own, and retreating to suck on his lip. Only having a few kisses his entire life, Frank thought that Gee had to be the best, and he couldn't keep his mind off of him.

Gee's other hand was found wrapping around Frank's side, squeezing lightly and trying to pull him closer. It was when Gee deepened their kiss after a few gasps, and maneuvered his hand to the crotch of Frank's pants where Frank had to stop things where they were by pressing his free hand to Gee's chest, pushing him away.

“S-stop...” Frank panted, pressing his forehead on Gee's cheek, “Oh god...just stop now, I was about to cum my pants.”

“Mn,” Gee hummed, “That was the point.”

Frank's blush returned, and he quickly led the second session, which ended rather sooner than he would've liked. He pulled away for air, noticing how Gee moved to rest his lips on Frank's craned neck to pant over.

Frank's hand was at Gee's head, tangled in his hair. He gasped again feeling Gee straight up and biting into Frank's neck, hard.

With a squirm and a squeal, Frank quickly melted into the sensation, having Gee hold his hand all the way through. He became light headed from what he thought was foreplay, loosening his grip on him and slowly laying back.

Gee's vision was fading, and his from Frank's perspective, his room was getting dark again. Things became fuzzy and from that point, Frank swore he heard Gee whisper to him.



Awake at noon, and Frank shot up out of bed. He gasped, feeling around for Gee, but not finding him. The light from the window was enough though, and he closed the curtains faster than he had ever before. He rolled out of bed with a loud thud, groaning. He felt around his sore neck, trying to remember what happened.

All he knew was he was awake, Gee was gone, and he had one of the best nights of his life.

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