Money For Ropes!

Gerard knew that he wouldn’t be living here forever, but he could dream. His new room was warm and comfy and it didn’t smell of damp like his apartment had...and it was about as big. He had a large walk-in closet and a gorgeous ensuite bathroom with a deep roll-top bath he could imagine relaxing in for hours. He figured that if he was only going to be here for a couple of months, he was going to make the most of it. Before he could relax though, he decided to unpack...he was not living out of his suitcase, backpack and garbage bag when he had a closet bigger than his old bathroom.

Opening his suitcase, he started to carefully take out his most prized possessions; his canvasses, paints, sketch pads, pencils, pens, inks and various other art supplies...and his laptop.

"I’ll have to ask Frank for the WiFi password."

He muttered to himself as he set the laptop on the dressing table and plugged it in to charge. He didn’t have any stands to put his finished canvasses on, but he noticed a couple of bland, hotel room style prints on the wall, so set about taking them down and replacing them with a picture he’d painted of Mikey a year or so back, and one of Mikey, their Grandma Elena and himself that he’d done from memory a month ago...it was his favourite. He smiled as he straightened the canvas on the wall.

"This is better than that nasty apartment, isn’t it Gammy..."

He often talked to the picture he’d had in his wallet, or this painting when he was alone.

"You’ll like it here I think. I think you’d like Frank too, he seems like a good man. Don’t worry though, I’m not gonna fall for him. I know he’s so totally out of my league and would never be interested in someone like me..."

He looked down, his voice dropping.

"I’m not getting my heart broken again, I promise."

He looked back up at the picture with a sad smile, kissed his fingertips then touched them lightly to his grandma's painted face, then turned to continue unpacking.

It didn’t take very long to unpack and put his things into their new temporary homes, he didn’t have that much stuff after all. His meagre wardrobe of everyday clothes took up just one drawer and half a rail, whereas his other clothes filled three whole drawers and the other half of the rail, though after consideration, he decided to lay those items carefully in another drawer as well. He was a little nervous hanging any of his costumes on the rail in case they were seen. He didn’t know how Frank would react to them, but he thought it best not to take a chance.

Once his clothes were safely tucked away, he put the old backpack inside his suitcase, and that in the closet, and then the garbage bag that had split while he was unpacking it into the trash. He then pulled out his stash of money. He stood in the middle of the room and looked around thoughtfully.

"Where would no one look?"

He asked the empty room thoughtfully, he was used to having to hide his cash. Eventually he decided to put it in the inner pocket of his suitcase, and hope it would remain hidden. It wasn’t until nearly ten minutes later when he was laying on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling when he realised...

"No ones gonna take it!..."

He laughed, sitting up and shaking his head.

"Frank’s rich as fuck!"

Suddenly there was a knock on his door, making him jump slightly. Taking a breath, he shuffled off of the bed and went to open the door...which he’d locked out of habit. As he opened the door, he saw Frank grinning at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I think my ears are burning."

He chuckled, rubbing the top of his right ear between his thumb and index finger. Gerard tilted his head.

"Huh?"

Frank laughed.

"I heard you say my name...something about me being rich as fuck?"

Gerard’s eyes widened and his cheeks took on the bright hue of a ripe tomato.

"Sorry I..."

Frank stopped him quickly with a wave of his hand and a shake of his head.

"Don’t worry, and never apologise for speaking the truth..."

He smirked, peering past Gerard into the empty room before looking back at the embarrassed boy.

"...even if you are talking to yourself."

Gerard looked down at the floor, biting his lower lip.

"I...I kinda talk to Gammy when I’m alone..."

He looked up through his eyelashes hopefully.

"You don’t think I’m mad...do you?"

Frank shook his head, smiling warmly.

"Of course not sugar...I’ve been known to talk to inanimate objects on occasion, so you talking to your Grandma certainly can't be considered mad."

Gerard smiled gratefully.

"Good. Um...was there something you need?...you knocked."

Frank chuckled.

"Oh yeah. I ordered the food. It should be here in a bit if you wanna come downstairs?...you can pick a movie for us to watch while we eat..

Gerard smiled wide as his stomach grumbled, he couldn’t wait for whatever tasty Chinese treats Frank had ordered...he hoped there were spring rolls.

"Ok..."

He stepped out into the hallway and closed the door behind him. He had the urge to lock it, but knew there was no real need.

"Do you have Netflix?"

Frank nodded as they headed for the stairs.

"Yeah, but you might wanna check out my dvds first."

When they reached the lounge, Frank opened a set of white double doors that he hadn’t opened during Gerard’s tour...and Gerard gasped.

"Oh my God!...did you buy out Amazon or something?"

Behind the double doors was a room nearly as large as his new bedroom, with every wall lined in bookshelves, filled with dvds. Frank laughed and shook his head.

"Nah, I’ve just been collecting since dvd was a thing..."

He took Gerard’s small hand in his and lead him into the room. Gerard’s cheeks pinked at the contact...and how well his hand fit in the older man's.

"Now, the room is laid out in genres..."

Frank pointed to each section as he listed them.

"Action adventure, horror, comedy, sci-fi, comic book adaptations..."

At that point, Gerard stopped him.

"I think I can find something in this section..."

He smiled happily.

"I love comics."

Frank grinned wide.

"Ok then, why don’t you take a look and I’ll get us some drinks ready for when dinner comes. Any requests?"

Gerard looked up from the shelves of dvds he’d wanted to see, but could never afford to.

"Oh err...a Coke please...if that’s ok?"

"Of course sugar. Ice?"

"Please."

Gerard nodded with a smile. Frank lifted Gerard’s hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to the boy's pale knuckles, his eyes locked with Gerard’s.

"Your wish is my command."

He winked, then let go of Gerard’s hand reluctantly and turned to leave for the kitchen. It was several moments before Gerard breathed, or blinked again. He looked up at the ceiling and whispered.

"I will not fall for him!...I will not!"

Then he shook himself slightly and turned back to the rows of dvds.

*

Frank walked into his large chef designed kitchen, with its butcher's block island, it’s glass tiled backsplashes and sleek glossy black cabinets, and it’s top of the range appliances. The flooring, as it was throughout the house, was a dark stained hardwood and the whole room looked like it was straight out of a lifestyle magazine. It was the only room Frank had changed since he and Bob moved in six years ago...he thought it was about time he made some changes to the rest of the house, and Gerard was just the kick up the ass he’d needed to start.

He walked a cabinet and took down two tall plain glasses, then crossed to the huge black fridge and activated the ice dispenser, three ice cubes clinking into first one glass, then the other. He set the glasses on the black solid granite counter top then retrieved two cold cans of Coke from the fridge. He opened the cans and poured one into each glass, then crushed the empty cans and put them into the recycling box before returning to the living room...and Gerard.

"I chose Captain America..."

Gerard held out the dvd case with a shy smile.

"Is that Ok?...I read online the other day that it’s the first Marvel movie you should watch to see them in chronological order and..."

He looked down, his voice dropping with an embarrassed note.

"...and I’ve only seen Ironman cause it was on tv at Christmas."

Frank set their drinks down on the coffee table and stepped over to Gerard, reaching up to touch the boy's chin lightly, lifting it with one fingertip to look in his wide, sad eyes. He smiled softly at him.

"Well that changes right now. You and I are going to watch every one of those Marvel movies, in order, until we get up to date...before you start work on the murals."

Gerard’s eyes widened like saucers.

"But, but you’re paying me to work, not watch movies."

He argued weakly. Frank chuckled..

"True, but I know a fellow comic book nerd when I see one, and it’s absolutely unacceptable that you haven’t seen every single one already. I simple cannot let that tragedy continue a day longer. So, are you going to stand there and argue with your boss, or are you going to sit down and let me start your education?...hmm?"

He hummed, raising an eyebrow challengingly. Gerard swallowed, was it wrong that Frank’s commanding voice made the younger man's cock jump in his panties? He licked his lips then nodded and sat down obediently.

"Yes sir."

He said, cheeks pink as he grabbed a cushion and stuffed it in his lap to cover the fact that his cock apparently had a mind of its own. Frank smirked, he was well aware of the effect he’d just had on the younger man, and he liked it...it was a very promising sign indeed. The doorbell rang and Frank looked toward the entrance way before looking back down at the clearly submissive boy with a grin.

"Food's here!..."

He cheered, gaining a small giggle from Gerard.

"Sit tight, I’ll be back in a second."

Gerard nodded, smiling softly as Frank turned and headed for the door. Gerard sighed heavily, frowning as he looked up at the ceiling.

"I’m trying Gammy, but I may not be able to keep that promise I made you earlier..."

He looked toward the hallway when he heard the front door close, then back up at the ceiling.

"I’ll keep you informed."

Just then, Frank walked in with two large take out bags that smelled amazing, and a huge grin on his face.

"Ok then, time to start the party."

Gerard giggled nervously...tonight was going to be a very very long night.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

I am TRYING to update regularly, but you know how life is. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, more soon-ish.

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