It's okay to love something a little too much, as long as it's real to you

Beauty and the Bert.

/This is some unfinished  shit I never posted that has been sat in drafts for years lol. They're kinda mehhhhhhhhhhhh/

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Frank fiddled with the lock on his suitcase as he waited for mikey to finish his sentence. "-I don't think anyone knows." The younger Way goes on. "I know. I used to pirate dvds for fuck sakes!"
"Remember moms face when the cops showed up?"
Gerard pipes up from bus's kitchenette. "Oh man." Gerard cringes. "I did not envy you."
"Did you get spanked?" Frank teases Mikey but it only causes both Way brothers to fall quiet and share a look only they understood. Frank was still learning things. Donna Way was a touchy subject amongst the brothers.

The slightly awkward tension in the air is broken by Gerard's phone ringing. Frank quickly grabs it and looks at the caller ID. "You have Bert McCracken's number?" he asks, shocked. He was blown away, like everyone, that Bert and Gerard hit it off so well. But the dude had the guys number?!

Gerard is quick to grab his phone back from frank. Clutching it tightly as he composes himself. His eyes shift nervously around the tour bus they just got before he shrugs. "Why, you want his number too?" He raises an eyebrow at frank.
"No I don't." Frank says immediately. "He's a nut case."
"He's not a nutcase he's just a strong character." Ray disagrees which Gerard silently appreciates him for saying that. "Whatever." Frank frowns. "Something off about him."
"Is this your intuition, Frank?" Gerard rolls his eyes. "Somethings off about him, I think someone is jealous?" He teases the smaller man. A cheap smirk on his face as he walks past Frank into the bunk area to call Bert back.

With Gerard disappearing Frank decides to sink into his chair further and mule over the bad taste he's suddenly got in his mouth, like he ate a sour grape or something.

"The Used's front man is weird..."

Frank looks up at Mikey. He's on his feet, leaning up against the kitchen counter with his phone out in his hands mid text. But he's taken the time to comment his own agreement with Bert McCracken of The Used. Frank appreciates it. But he won't say nothing about it. Instead he sinks back in the sofa and crosses his arms over his chest. Nodding his head at Mikey, "totally."

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"Why are you getting a fucking coffee it's so hot?" Bert groans. Eyes widening in shock at Gerard picks his cup up and takes a sip. Half wanting to save his boyfriends life and slap the cup out of his hand from Scrotching his mouth. "Jesus!" He squeaks. "Don't drink it now it's gonna be..." trailing off as Gerard takes a sip without a care. Totally unfazed. "-so...hot?..."

Gerard just smiles all sweet like. "Hot coffee doesn't effect me." Looking proudly.
Bert's pulling a pretty ridiculous expression, his eyebrow raised high and he's looking half amazed snd half bewilders. Suddenly frowning and grabbing Gerard's coffee with both hands, "gimme." He mumbles before shoving the cup to his face and taking a sip jisy as Gerard tries to warn Bert. "Bert!"
It's too late the coffee hits Bert's lip and goes over his tongue and down his throat boiling his poor inside. "What the fuck?" Gerard cries out in shock as he's hit with splattering coffee from Bert who's spat out what didn't go down all over himself and Gerard.

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Gerard's social battery was running low...or whatever you wanted to call it. If anything it's just a lame way of saying you're with people who kind of suck and can't keep you excited enough to stick around.