Under The Bleachers - Frerard AU

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Gerard was rather introverted, to put it nicely. It just wasn't very often that he appreciated having someone else's company. His younger brother always calls him lame for that but it's not like Mikey is any less of a loser.
The people at his school see him in a similar light, he doesn't really care how they perceive him, it's just amusing. He's pretty well known there, not exactly in the most positive way but he's still okay with that.

Anyway, it was Wednesday, meaning Gerard was once again skipping 4th period history. His teacher was always a bit of a dick and the entire class was generally just annoying. He was in his usual spot, under the bleachers, smoking cigarettes, flipping through his favourite Doom Patrol comic with one earphone in practically blasting The Cure.

He was a little confused when he suddenly smelt weed, but continued to brush it off as the lingering smell of other teens using this place to smoke aswell. Though it was when he saw another person join him from the corner of his eye that he began to feel a little nervous. They had already started rolling a blunt on the floor on the floor next to him, still not noticing him yet. After all, he was in full black, slightly blending into the corner he was sat in. It was then that Gerard noticed that it was in fact Frank Iero rolling a blunt next to him, and well, to be perfectly honest Gerard is truly an idiot around boys like Frank. He also did have a little bit of an infatuation with him, despite Gerard knowing he's literally just another popular stoner boy. But he'd try his best to hide that anyway. Gerard then coughed lightly, in order to alert Frank of his presence.
Frank shrieked, in a high-pitched girly way, interrupting Robert Smiths vocals but causing Gerard to smile a little bit, in amusement.

"Fuck, I didn't even see you, my bad." Frank said, internally praying he's hiding his embarrassment well. Though Gerard has always been good at reading people, so he definitely noticed it, which actually eased his own nerves a bit.

"Yeah, uh, no worries." Gerard replied in an attempt to not be an awkward fuck for once.

"Could I borrow a light?"

"Yeah, of course."

Gerard then pulled his lighter out of his pocket, moving over a little and lighting the end of Franks blunt for him which was already in his mouth. He did this partially because he didn't want to lose another lighter lending it to someone and not having it be given back but also mainly because he wanted to see if he could get a straight boy like Frank a little bit flustered with how close he got, it definitely worked.

Frank died on the spot being the closeted bisexual with a small crush on the quiet boy he was, he couldn't help but simply stare at Gerard for those few seconds, then quickly realising he was staring and suddenly finding the floor very very interesting.

Frank cleared his throat.
"Th-thanks, dude." He muttered out. Gerard then nodding a little in his direction.

A slightly comfortable yet awkward silence fell over the two as they both continued to smoke. Frank wouldn't admit it out loud but he found the way Gerard smoked incredibly attractive. He made the destructive habit look so graceful, his chipped black nail polish causing Frank to simply yearn to hold his hand. Frank quickly brushed these thoughts off.

"Nice, uh, music." Frank commented on the slightly muffled The Cure songs continuing to blast in Gerard's earphones, trying to break the silence.

"Oh thanks." Gerard responded, trying his best not to completely flush because holy fuck, he just complimented my music. Gerard's attempt at not flushing still failed considering he was bright red. Though, Frank still found this incredibly indearing.

Frank had always noticed Gerard before of course, it's difficult not to. He admired him in a way, how he's so unafraid to be authentically himself. Frank had never held an actual conversation with Gerard, though he can't help but find himself incredibly interested by him.

"Well, I uh- i'm gonna get going now." Gerard said, stumping out the cigarette on his knee in the rip in his jeans, a habit he had picked up years ago. He then put his comic in his backpack, knowing he has art next period, which he didn't want to miss.

"Yeah, I guess i'll see you around." Replied Frank, feeling a twinge of disappointment and sorrow. He knew he should also get going though, he also had art, which was a lesson he too tended to enjoy, but for an entirely different reason, possibly because a certain raven haired boy sat relatively close to him and was incredibly adorable when focused.

Frank would be lying if he said he didn't stare at Gerard's ass as he walked away.

—

Frank was sitting at lunch with some of his friends. The day was passing strangely, Frank and Gerard occasionally making awkward eye contact. That was mainly Franks fault for randomly gawking at Gerard then trying to look away as fast as possible whenever he turned his head. Something about Gerard was so alluring.

"Frank. You fuckhead." Bob uttered, Ray was snapping his fingers in front of Franks face.

"Dude we've called your name like twenty times." Ray said, laughing a little.

"Oh shit, sorry." Frank replied, he hadn't even realised he was spaced out.

"Anyway, dude, Gerard fucking Way is totally staring at you." Bob said in a somewhat whisper.

"Okay ... so?" Frank replied, not seeing what the big deal is, then glancing towards the corner of the lunch hall seeing Gerard blushing lightly and sketching, probably drawing some kind of gruesomely twisted creature.

"Isn't he like mega fucking gay or something though?"

"He probably wasn't even looking."

"It's still fucking weird."

Frank sighed quietly to himself, suddenly unable to wait for the day to end.

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hello, i'm sorry this is honestly pretty shit. this is my first frerard fic so it probably won't be the best but i'm hoping my writing will progress a little throughout this book. also yes, i am slightly projecting on both of these characters but that is Not The Point.
also !!
it doesn't really matter what eras u imagine them in but i kinda see it as
frank:

gerard:

okay that is all, hope ur having a good day/night
- finn