Silently

"Why'd I agree to this?" Frank grumbled, crossing his arms as Gerard say in front of him, grinning, as he held two cups of coffee. Gerard shrugged.
"I'm a cool dude"
"As cool as coffee." Frank mumbled around his hot, hazelnut coffee he was sipping.
"Are you falling me hot, Frank Iero?" Gerard quirked an eyebrow a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, resting above sparkling green eyes. It made Frank wonder,
"Do you pluck your eyebrows?" He blurted,coffee dribbling down his chin and out of his mouth. Gerard swiped his thumb over Frank's bottom lip as he shook his head.
"Nope." Gerard smirked, popping the "p". "Good eyebrows run in the family." He giggled again, folding his hands in front of him on the table. Usually he'd be mad about Gerard touching him, but he couldn't seem to mind as he literally felt waves of self confidence rolling off the older male.
"I like your tattoos." Gerard commented and he might have as well said, 'I'd like to outline them in my spit' because the blush on his face would've been the same.
"Going to get 'HALLOWEEN' on my knuckles after this." Frank nodded, ignoring the compliment as he pressed his fits together to show Gerard.
"You know what they call knuckle tattoos?" Gerard smirked, running a hand through his greasy hair. God, didn't he know what a shower was?
"Sexy?" Frank decided to bite.
"Jobstoppers." Gerard ignored Frank. They were not sexy. Tattoos were scary.
"My boss said it was fine."
"Fine until you move out of your parents basement and need an actual job."
"I don't-"
"Uhhuh. Sure." Gerard cut him off with an eyeroll.
"You're one to talk." Frank grumbled.
"I don't."
"Is that why you don't know what a shower is?" Frank sneered. "Don't have mommy to tell you 'showertime'?"
"My mother left me when I was three," Gerard he'd up three fingers, starting with his thumb, the fucking weirdo. "And I know what a shower is, I just choose to ignore it until my brother says I'm attracting flies and makes me take one."
"You smell like stale cigarettes and old coffee." Frank commented, ignoring the comment about his mother. Sure, it was sad, but he couldn't bring himself to care.
"Thank you." Gerard grinned, refusing to let Frank get to him.
"That wasn't-"
"I know." His smile widened. "You're predictable. Just like my brother."
"You're an asshole." Frank swore, picking up his coffee and standing up.
"You've told me." Gerard called after him as Frank marched out of the shop. Gerard wasn't really sure why he loved to provoke the younger boy, but it was a lot of fun. Naturally, he always felt bad afterwards but it was worth seeing the cute angry face he made.

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