i think he likes you, man

Gerard POV

that boy was doing some not-so good things to me. to my heart. and to my dick. sorry not even sorry in the slightest.

we started the walk back through town to my house. we had to go the long way to avoid passing the school we would eventually have to go back to. maybe. i clasped frank's fingers in mine and cherished the cool, crisp autumn air brushing past my rosy cheeks.
"fuckin' freezing..." i heard frank mumble under his hoodie.
"give it 5 minutes" i tried not to sound really, really eager but i actually was. i was tired, he was tired and all i wanted to do was curl up in bed with him. and that was exactly what i was going to do.

ok. i lied. half of me wanted to cuddle him and fall asleep next to him and half of me literally wanted him to fuck me so hard i would forget all of my english homework i hadn't done anyway. i wanted to submit myself to him entirely, but i didn't know if he wanted to either. you could have cut the sexual tension between us with a big ass knife.
we turned into the narrow path leading up to my pretty little house we just moved into, and i started to unlock the door. i tried my hardest to get the key in the door but frank had made himself comfortable cuddling into my torso. i tried to ignore him but he kept hugging me tighter, obviously for attention. i swear he's 4 years old at heart. i gave up and gave in. i wrapped my arms around him, and held his head to my chest, balancing on one foot to the other, i rested my chin on his head and kissed his messy hair.
"let me open the door" i complained as he reluctantly dragged himself off me and watched me unlock the door. i swung it open and frank grabbed my hand as he passed through first. what happened next both shocked and pleased me.

frank pulled me inside and pushed my back against the wall. his hands fiddled with my hair and our lips were so close but he just wouldn't kiss me. he was grinning like an idiot, at my frustration.
"what the fuck are you playing at? kiss me you animal" i groaned in his ear as he started kissing my neck. holy god.
"lets play a game" frank looked up at me. he had my arms pinned to the wall.
"i can touch you, but you can't touch me" he growled.
i dunno if it was something they gave him at the hospital but i loved this side of frank.

"go on then." i whispered back.
frank took a step back and looked me up and down. like he was admiring his own artwork, and in a way, i was his artwork. his emotion almost always found it's way into me and i was like a piece of frank that he created himself. he sidled up to me and took my face in one hand. he kissed me, really hard. it was so infuriating i couldn't kiss him back. i felt his arms snaking around my back as he pushed his face into mine. a quiet moan escaped my mouth as i felt frank's fingernails clawing into my back.

this would have been the highlight of my teenage sexual life if i wasn't literally about to collapse and fall asleep on the floor. and just because, you know, i'm geesus, (get it), i could tell frank felt the same. his eyes were dull, unlike when he was about to tell you about all the dogs he'd seen that day or if you mentioned the words 'ice' and 'cream' in the same sentence. i had actually picked up some strange things i saw in frank.
apart from myself.

Notes

lets play a game of how many song references can annabel get in a line
there was pierce the veil in the last chapter, there's a really obvious one in this chapter.
this is quite short again sorry
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