It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Deathwish

Frank and Gerard ate the crabs in all their deliciousness with butter sauce and lemons. They rarely made eye contact and every time they did, Frank would turn bright red with embarrassment.

"You're so cute when you blush," Gerard told Frank, causing him to blush harder. He wiped some of the butter sauce from Frank's chin and licked it away from his fingers.

Frank looked down and whispered, "Thank you."

Gerard kissed his cheek and Frank squeaked at the contact. "Hey," Gerard said. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, you know."

Frank looked back at him and said playfully, "I dunno, that Banana Gang Bang thing kinda scared me."

"I don't think anyone's ever died from a banana, hun," Gerard replied. "Unless you have an allergy. That is rare though."

"For a guy who hates fruit, you sure know a lot about em," Frank teased. "Remember how in the seventh grade you had scurvy?"

Gerard's face brightened with a face-splitting smile. "Yeah," he replied. "They tried to make me drink a bottle of lemon juice and I spit it out on the nurse's face."

"You know she went blind a few weeks after that?" Frank asked him, smirking. "You were such a bad ass as a kid."

"Eh," Gerard replied. "I dont know." He looked at Frank innocently. "You're the one who bit off a kid's ear in the second grade."

"To be fair, he ate my cookie," Frank said. "No one messes with Frankie's cookies." He pouted and crossed his arms. "No one puts baby in the corner."

"'Cause baby is too cute and sweet," Gerard teplied. He tickled under Frank's arms and his sides, making the shorter man squirm and giggle. "Still ticklish, I see."

Frank pushed his hands away, laughing. "Yeah, I am."

They Dat in silence for the next few minutes, enjoying each others company. Frank checked his watch and gasped. It was 9:43 pm.

"I should go," Frank said. "It's late. I mean, I had fun, but I have college courses."

Gerard nodded in understanding. "I get it," he replied. He stood up and stretched. "I'll take you home."


The drive was silent but peaceful. Frank really felt like he and Gerard had connected again like when they were children.

"Okay, here we are," Gerard said. He unlocked the doors. "See you at work?"

Frank grinned. "Definitely. Maybe another date, if you want."

Gerard laughed and said, "Alright. Stay safe, okay?"

"I will," Frank replied.

Notes

Alright. If you want smut, say SHOW ME THE CAKE. If not, don't say anything.