Frank was trying his hardest to contain himself in the backseat of the car, but it was just too hard when he was this excited about something. And his mom and dad's multiple requests for him to calm down that'd happened a few times over the past two hours had little affect. But how could he when he knew that he was about to have a brother?

He'd only ever talked to him on te phone before, once, and now he was extremely curious and anxious to see what he looked like, how he was really like in person..

It didn't take much longer than that two hours for them to arrive finally, and Frank was immediately ready to get out and go see immediately who this kid was. But before he could even pen his car door, the kid, Gerard, was getting in himself. The oldest male opened up the door for his new son and let him in before he put his things in the back of the car.

Since he'd stepped in, Gerard had payed hardly any mind to the boy to his right, not really even bothering to acknowledge his presence or even look at him until he spoke. "Hi," the smaller boy chirped out, looking over at Gerard, "I'm Frank." he added in the same manner, hoping he didn't scare the other somehow.

It was only then that Frank was able to actually see the other boy's face. The first thing he noticed was the dark red bandana that hid the lower half of his notably pale face. Next was his hair, which was black and long, but not too long..just like, the perfect length.. And then he found Gerard's eyes which were quite the shade of hazel. They'd been full of distaste at first, but after a moment of staring back at Frank, they were lusty.

The boy kept silent, and reach over to place a hand on Frank's hip, causing his shirt to ride up just a little and allowing Gerard some access to his bare skin. His eyes told the smaller boy to keep quiet, even after his grip tightened and his nails started digging in a bit. "Gerard." he almost growled, slightly muffled behind his bandana. He moved his hand up a bit, dragging his nails along the other's skin and causing him to get a little more tense. He didn't hesitate much after that to lean over closer and pull up his bandana, licking a stripe from the corner of Frank's mouth to his temple.

His face was hidden again when he pulled back, but his eyes showed that he was smirking, obviously pleased with himself.

An hour passed without mich else happeneding, aside from the adults interviewing Gerard to the best of their ability.

"Are either of you hungry? It'll be a while before we get home." their dad offered when they reach a stop light, looking in the rear-view mirror at the boys.

Frank only nodded, and Gerard copied his actions. They found there way into the drive through of a burger place, and Frank's dad automatically oprdered his son a salad. His mom then took the opportunity to tell Gerard that Frank was a vegetarian. The older looked over at the younger somewhat curiously for a second before he answered that he'd have a salad too.

Frank was a bit shocked by what he assumed was an act of kindness from the other boy, and gave him a grateful smile, not earning himself back any kind of a response.

They were both handed their food after they all took off again, and Frank found he and Gerard looking at one another yet again. "You're planning on eating that, correct?" Gerard questioned, and Frank gave him a nod that kind of read, 'no shit'. "Well, then I suggest you look away."

Frank didn't listen, and the other boy gave a 'suit yourself' kind of shrug before he tugged down his bandana.

He had to keep himself from turning too quickly, or squealing or even just commenting, but he couldn't help but stare instead. "I told you." Gerard said simply, quietly. He started eating, and Frank kept watching, staring at the glasgow smile he had carved into his face, going all the way up to just past where his jaw moved.

Finally he looked back at his own food once more, and did nothing but. He regretted not listening to the other now..because he didn't really feel like eating any more. Instead he returned to staring at Gerard, who stopped eating for a moment look back.

"What happened to your face?" the younger asked quietly enough so he wouldn't draw teir parents attention. "Like it? I did it myself." Gerard replied almost proudly.

"You did that to yourself?" Frank repeated in disbelief. "That's-"

"-Insane? Yeah, I know, I've been told that by a lot of people.."

"No, no. It's not insane, it's..creative?" Frank offered, not knowing how else he wanted to describe it and not offend the other. And Gerard just smiled and returned to eating.

But Frank never in a million years would have thought that he'd have a brother who was insane..