I Still Think You're Beautiful

"So uh are you picking Frank up from the aiport?" Mikey asks. I nod in response and begin searching around the kitchen for my car keys. Mikey clears his throat awkwardly and just watches me, "Bert was going to ask you to Prom" he says softly and stares down at his shoes. My head shoots up giving me a slight head rush, "excuse me?" I ask. Mikey just stares and I shake my head as I recover my keys. "Wish me luck" I sigh and ruffle Mikey's hair before I walk out the door.

The drive to the airport is fast. I manage to park the car and make a quick walk to Franks gate before his plane actually lands. I take a seat by the gate door and just think, I think about how awkward it's going to be when he actually sees me. I wait for about another 10 minutes before my phone buzzes and Frank texts me telling me that the plane has just landed, My heart skips a bet and I smile a bit as I realize he really actually here.
I watch as the gate doors open and people begin pouring out, yawning and groaning while pulling their bags along. I stand up and search my eyes around the sea of people in effort to find Frank. I keep looking until I give up and decide to let him come to me. I stare down at my phone until someone taps on my shoulder, startling me a little. I turn around, holding my breathe and trying not to throw up.
"Um hi" A weak voice mumbles and I feel like I'm about to cry. Standing in front of me is the beautiful Frank Iero. I'm in loss of words for how amazing he looks. His hair is long and black but still has a hint of red in it, he must have re-dyed it. His hazel eyes look wide and bright and are complimented buy some slight eyeliner, making them stand out even more. He looks skinner and more boney since the last time I saw him, his usually skinny jeans sag a little now, but now that much.
"H-hey." I stutter and shove my phone in my pocket. Frank looks up at me and smiles sadly, clutching his bag in his hand. "I'll take that for you" I say and he slowly hands me his bag, our finger tips touching for a split second during the exchange. He notices and blush slightly at the contact, tucking a piece of black hair behind his ear.
"You look great Frankie" I tell him and he smiles, flashing his gorgeous white teeth.
"You do too Gee." He whispers. We stare at one another in comforting silence, not even noticing the people that push passed us. Frank slowly leans in and wraps his arms around my waist, I jump a little at the gesture but melt into his touch as he buries his face in my chest and sighs. I let my chin rest softly on top of his head while one hand flattens his hair and the other strokes up and down his back.
"I missed you..." He sniffs and I realize he's crying.
"Sh," I whisper, "Don't cry. I'm here now."
"I-I n-needed y-you" Frank sobs and tightens his grip around me, "I-I l-love you G-Gee"
"I love you too Frankie" I sigh and kiss his hair, still stroking his back in attempt to comfort him. I let myself shed a few tears, only because it's an appropriate moment to be crying.
Frank suddenly pulls away and wipes his nose on his sleeve quickly, looking up at me with his beautiful eyes. "You're still breathtakingly beautiful" I whisper and press our foreheads together, linking our fingers together.
Frank sniffs and squeezes my hand, "T-thank y-you."
We stand there for a few moments, just enjoying the feeling of finally being together again.
I take my forehead away and just stare into his mesmerizing eyes, getting lost in the specks of green that dance against the brown color. Frank drops my hand and wraps his arms softly around my neck which brings our body together, I tilt my head down and he poises himself up on his tiptoes and closes his eyes. I lean in and let my eyes slip closed until our lips meet and electric shoots through my body and my heart feels like it's actually beating again.
Our lips move together softly and I can feel the loved being passed back and forth between us, it's something I haven't felt since he left. My hands drag down his back, my stomach drops a little when I realize I can almost count the bones on his spine just by brushing my fingers over it, even though he's wearing a hoodie. I pull our lips apart, panting a little and squeezing him closer to me. "I've missed this" Frank says under his breathe as he presses a soft kiss under my jawline.
"I have too." I reply. I release him from my grip and reach down to pick up his discarded bag. "You ready?" I ask. He nods and reaches for my hand, slipping his inside mine. I smile and toss his bag over my shoulder, smiling even wider when he rests his head on my shoulder as we begin to walk out of the airport.

Notes

so uh hi