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Frank stood up and brushed his black skinny jeans off. You'd be surprised at how dirty they actually get.
He was surprised when he looked down at Gerard Way still sitting on the floor.
Hazel eyes peered up at Frank through thick eyelashes as he held out a hand to help Gerard up. Gerard grasped Frank's hand and he felt sparks shoot up his arm from Gerard touching him. Or he was having a heart attack.
But honestly Frank decided he wouldn't be surprised if he had a heart attack with how fast his heart was racing.
"Man I knew it." Frank stated as Gerard shakily stood up.
"Knew what?" Gerard asked.
"That I'd see you around. I was gonna ask Mikey for your number but I decided not too because I was like 'you know I'll probably see him around at some point' and look at me now." Frank explained, and Gerard blushed at the thought of Frank wanting his number.
"Oh, uh yeah. I mean even if this hadn't happened I'm sure we would have seen each other at some point." Gerard muttered.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. Anyway, what's up dude?" Frank asked, smiling.
"Nothing really, I'm about to go home and make this ham roast ((A/N: I LOOKED UP HAM ROAST IDK WHY I MADE GERARD COOK THIS BUT I DID WAT EVEN)).
"You're going to cook and eat an entire ham roast by yourself?" Frank disbelievingly asked.
"Well... I mean..." Gerard trailed off and gestured around a bit. "Probably not, but maybe you could come over and help me?"
"Well I don't know, I'm not really much of a cooker," Frank shrugged.
"Come on, it'll be fun." Gerard said more confidently.
"Well I guess it won't be awful." Frank rolled his eyes.
"Of course it won't, you'll be with me." Gerard sniffed and put a hand on his hip.
"Okay I'll come over I gu-"
"Hey! Move it kids! You're blocking the door!" A wrinkly old man shouted at them.
Frank shuddered. He really did hate old people.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, sir." Gerard smiled sweetly at the man and shifted his cart so it wasn't blocking the door way. The man didn't return the smile and huffed as he shoved his way it of the door.
"What a jerk." Frank scoffed, and Gerard gave him a scornful look.
"He's just having a bad day. Maybe his wife died recently, you wouldn't know." Gerard scolded.
Frank looked down at his shoes and shrugged. "I guess you're right."
"You know I'm right. Anyway, come over my house in an hour? I just have to put these groceries away, and I have frozen stuff in here." Gerard suggested, and Frank nodded.
"See you in an hour." Frank said, and waved to Gerard as the red haired man sauntered out the grocery store doors.
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Fanfiction>>DISCONTINUED<< Frankie is drunk, and drives his car into Gerard's mailbox. Gerard lets Frankie stay the night, and things go from there.
