Love and Guns

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
Frank’s eyes popped open to the sound of his alarm blaring in his ear. “Jesus christ.” He muttered under his breath. He pulled himself up into a sitting position and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before checking his phone for any new messages.
He had one from Louie that read:
Hey, Frankie. The boss wants you to do inventory today, check with me before you get to it.

He let out a long sigh. Inventory was said to be the most boring part of his job.
His eyes skimmed through a few unimportant notifications, mainly game invites on facebook. He obviously didn’t want to play those damn games.
His eyes finally landed on a message from Gerard.
Good morning, Frankie! So I was wondering about our next date. Would you mind bumping it up to tonight?-xoxoG
He quickly typed out an “Of course”, then peeled himself out of his bed. He took a speedy shower, then got dressed into a pair of ripped jeans, a flannel, and the ‘Iero & Son’ jacket since it was getting pretty cold out.
He trudged out to his car, and hopped in.
The drive to the warehouse was brief as always.
He walked in through the back door, and was immediately met with Louie.
“Good morning, Frank. Did you get my message?” He asked in his deep bellowing voice.
“Sure did. I get to do inventory till I die of boredom today.”
Louie let out a light chuckle. “Well if you really don’t wanna do that, I think I could talk your old man into letting you do some stuff with me.”
Frank’s attitude completely changed around at the sound of that.
“I would much rather do that then inventory.” He said.

It took Louie about five minutes to talk Frank’s father into letting him go on a run with him, but this time he was to be more armed up.
By the time they left, Frank had about three different guns on him, and Louie had four, and a bulletproof vest.
They piled into the large white truck parked in the back parking lot, and Louie began the drive.

This run went much more smoothly. They sold the coke, then got back in their truck and were headed back to work in no time at all.

The rest of Frank’s workday consisted of him talking to his father and lounging around in his office, before it was time to leave.

When Frank got home, he decided to get dressed into something a bit better looking. He threw on a darker pair of ripped jeans, and short-sleeve black shirt that showed off both of his sleeves of tattoos. He grinned at himself in the mirror before rechecking the address that Gerard had texted him.
Frank got back into his little car, and entered the address into maps.
The drove was longer than expected, and Frank finally came upon a very nice neighborhood. His eyes practically popped out of his head at the sight of some of these houses. They were phenomenal.
Gerard didn’t seem like the type to live in a place like this.
Frank finally got to the house at the far end of the street and saw that it was Gerard’s, and coincidentally, it was the largest.
It was probably the nicest house Frank had ever seen. No, house was an understatement. This was a mansion.
The driveway seemed to stretch on for miles, but soon Frank had parked his car, and was now walking to the front door.
He rang the doorbell, and waited. The door opened a few seconds later, and Frank was met with a very tired looking Gerard. His hair was messier than usual, and the buttons on his shirt were undone to reveal a perfect pale chest.
His mouth immediately pulled up to a grin when he saw Frank.
“Frankie, you came!” He said happily. Frank giggled.
“I said I would!”
Gerard stepped out of the way of the door and motioned for Frank to come in.
He stepped in and was in awe of how perfect and pristine Gerard’s home was.
“Wow.” Frank said with a small sigh.
“You didn’t have any trouble getting here, right?” Gerard asked him. Frank shrugged.
“It was actually pretty easy to find.”
Gerard smiled down at him.
“Good. By the way, sorry I had to bump the date up to tonight. Mikey is going out of town for a few days tomorrow and I wanted you to meet him before he leaves.” He said before taking Frank’s hand in his and leading him to an elevator in the hallway. Gerard pressed the “up” button, and the doors slid open. Frank was still in shock about there being an elevator in Gerard’s house as he stepped into the metal box.
Gerard pressed another button on the wall, and the doors closed. Before they knew it, the doors reopened and they were met with a long white hallway, with a dark red carpet.
“Follow me.” Gerard said before leaving the elevator and walking down the hall. He stopped in front of the last door on the right, and knocked a few times on the door. “Mikey, Frank’s here!” he called.
Frank stood nervously behind him as the door pulled open.
Frank couldn’t see Mikey because Gerard was in front of him, but he could hear him and Gerard talking.
“Frankie, this is Mikey.”
Gerard stepped to the left and Frank’s eyes landed on a tall skinny boy with dark hair and a familiarly sharp jaw line.
Oh Fuck.

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