I need to ask you a favour

Gerard answered the door quickly, saving me from the rain and we both retreated to inside the hallway which, now I could see more clearly, was decorated with art work. It was mostly comic book style stuff and I recognised some of it as being early batman or doom patrol. He gave me a grin as greeting, looking up at me from under his remarkably long eyelashes, red hair falling in his face. I was glad to see that he was also wearing a suit, so I hadn't come overdressed at least.
"You're early." Gerard says politely.
"Gives us a chance to actually get to know each other " I shrug and his smile widens. We fall into an awkward silence then, we're basically he pretends not to notice as I stare at the walls around us. As I peered closer, I noticed that I hadn't even heard of one of the comics, entitled 'danger days', that hung proudly on the wall.
"Who's this by?" I asked, tilting my head toward it. Gerard blushes for the millionth time.
"I, um, actually.. Me. I, um, I wrote it." He shuffles around on my feet, not making eye contact with me as he says it, fiddling with the cuff of his sleeve.
"No way. That's so cool." I praise him, which only makes him flush a darker shade of pink. I glance back at the comic, now seeing the neatly printed name at the bottom. 'Gerard Way.'
"So you're last name's Way then?" I ask, and even though I already know it is, he nods to confirm it.
"What's yours?" He returns and I give him a smirk.
"Frank Iero. It's Italian."
"Well Frank Iero the Italian, can I offer you a drink?" Gerard enquires, some confidence slowly peaking out from behind the shyness. I liked it.
"You certainly can, Gerard Way." I reply, making sure to emphasise his last name as I followed him to the kitchen.

Notes

Thank you to everyone that's read this so far, I'm really enjoying writing on here, everybody's so nice :D