Test Your Faith.

Well, it really wasn't Gerard's fault that he had fallen head over heels for the boy. I guess you could say it was Mikey's, more or less. In retrospect, Mikey did invite Frank to come over after he got out of Sunday mass. And Mikey did just happen to have to run off to drop something at another friend's house before Frank arrived. And that left Gerard as the only one in the house. And the only one to hear the knocking on the door. And the only one to answer it and see the vaguely familiar face of Frank Iero. When Gerard opened the door rather than Mikey, Frank's expression matched the amount of shock that Gerard felt. He looked up at the man in the doorway, lost for words momentarily. He had dark hair, smudged eyeliner on, and eyes that bore right into Frank. Not to mention the faded Iron Maiden shirt he wore with a pair of baggy jeans. "Excuse me, uh, is Mikey here?" Frank stuttered out, biting his lip and immediately pushing away the thoughts of the man's attractive features. He'd just gotten back from church. The thoughts on his mind were most definitely impurities. Gerard shook his head, eyes scanning over the shorter boy. The clean cut look was definitely the kid's style, and despite Gerard's complete opposite attire he found it almost cute. The kid was short. Like, childish short. Definitely a good six inches shorter than Gerard's fair 5'9. He finally pulled his gaze back up to look him in the eye. "Not at the moment, no. He should be back in a bit though. Went to go drop something off." Gerard shrugged. Frank nodded, unsure of what to do from there. "You wanna come in and wait? I just made coffee, if you want some." Gerard offered, holding the door open for the boy. Frank followed Gerard to the kitchen uncertainly. Sure, he'd listened to Mikey talk about his brother, seen pictures of him, and once even had slept in Gerard's bedroom when Gerard was out and Mikey and him had been screwing with Gerard's stuff. But he'd never actually been alone with him. "How do you take it?" Gerard asked, grabbing two coffee cups from the cabinets. "Black. Two sugars." He mumbled in response, sitting at the small table. When Gerard joined him, handing him the coffee, they sat in an awkward silence for a while before Gerard spoke. "So you're Mikey's friend." He said, Frank nodding. "How old are you?" Gerard questionex, making Frank blush. "Sixteen. Same as Mikey." He answered, biting his lip. At thay, Gerard raised an eyebrow. "Really? Mikey's almost taller than me. And you're the same age as him." He said, a hint of disbelief in his tone that made Frank a bit annoyed. "Your point?" He asked, trying to stay polite. "You're so tiny! It's like, I'm pretty sure I could carry you with one arm, and I'm the laziest man alive." Gerard exclaimed with a laugh, taking a drink of coffee. At that Frank's expression turned into a sort of pout, that Gerard found slightly adorable. Finally Gerard spoke again. "Why're you all dressed up?" He questioned. "I'm just coming from church." Frank shrugged, avoiding eye contact. "Church. I should have known. You do look like an angel after all." Gerard winked, shamelessly flirting with the Catholic boy. Frank was left without words, blushing profusely. But thankfully, Mikey is the master of timing, and just happened to to burst through the door a moment later. Seeing Frank, he grinned. "Gueesssss who got a boyfriend?" He asked, sitting down in the chair between Frank and Gerard. "You?" His brother asked sarcastically, which Mikey ignored. Frank just shrugged, half of his mind still processing Gerard's words. "Peter Louis Kingston Wentz the third just so happened to snag that freshman. You know, the one who wears the fedora all the time and the cardigans and sweaters." Mikey said, using Pete's full name just for emphasis. "Patrick? Oh, that's great." Frank smiled. Sure, he was Catholic and the church frowned upon Homosexuality, but that didn't mean that Frank did. It wasn't long before Mikey and Frank went to the living room to play video games, Gerard retreating to the basement.

Notes

New story. Yay or nay?