"I feel like if I were to allow you to carry on with this I'd be taking advantage of you. I can see how uncomfortable you are. I don't want that. I don't want anything to happen that makes you remotely scared of me, or your decisions. " Frank's body posture relaxed almost immediately.
"I can't even express how glad I am to hear that from you. I was afraid that you were just going to want to dive in headfirst. I was not sure if would be able to handle that." Frank spoke quickly and he moved off camera as he carried on. Obviously getting dressed by the clattering of his dresser.
"I don't really know what to say, except that I'm glad that you feel the same way." Gerard listened to him rustling around before Frank popped back into picture. He wore a gray tee and some type of plaid bottoms. "I find your choice in attire attractive."
"Is there a nerdier way to say you look hot?"
"I'm sure I can find one."
"I'm sure you could Teach."
"I want to know how you would feel about going on a date? Not now, but in a week or so. We could go see a show, or we could find something you would enjoy." The smile across Franks face made his heart melt. This odd feeling he was feeling was nothing short of foreign. It wasn't just lust. It was what would be described as butterflies. Maybe...
but Gerard Way didn't have what any normal person would call a crush. He couldn't, but he does. It was miraculous, and it made him smile from ear to ear.
"You sure you want to take me out in public. Would that be a good idea?"
"Of course we would have to be careful. I do think that we're capable." Frank felt like his heart would explode with joy at any moment he was reserved for the time being, he didn't want to throw Gerard off with some sort of childish squealing. "I want to go to your favorite place." It was that sentence right there that made his entire life. He had an inkling of a feeling that everything would turn horribly. That everything would just turn to dust in his hands. Even though what they had was a massive amount of attraction, and a hope for it to be something quite more than the kiss they shared. Frank vowed to hold on to the feeling as if it were his lifeline. They carried on like that for another hour before Frank began to yawn.
"You need to go to sleep, and so do I." Gerard's voice was a little more sleep ridden than Frank had ever heard it, and he loved it.
"I think I'm going to be making quite a few more responsible decisions with you around won't I?"
"Yes you will. Now go to sleep."
"G'night. I'll see you in the morning.." Frank mumbled, then he slightly cringed at the idea of him seeing him look shitty and gross in the morning. Then he thought to himself, He's been seeing me like this since he started.
"Goodnight. I will indeed see you in the morning. I cant wait." With that he signed off of his computer and he flopped into his bed, grinning like the cat that had eaten the canary. Only hoping that Frank felt the exact rush of happiness.
In the room across the hall in the Way apartment there was a small sigh in the dark room and a ruffle of covers. The younger way was tossing and turning. A little nervous about his brother's choices, and a little more nervous about his own. There was no way that this could actually work out for his brother with anyone not getting in trouble. Gerard attracted trouble like a fucking magnet.
"Your brother is in the hospital." Mikey's friend ran into the room. "My mom just called me from work. She said he was brought in an ambulance. She couldn't tell me what happened. She said to tell you to go to the hospital now!" Alex still stood in the doorway, just waiting for Mikey to register everything an start moving. It didn't take long. Mikey remembered the panic he felt at this moment. Not knowing what had happened, and if he would survive was the worst part. He barely remembered getting there or running through the hospital, all he remembered in the hospital was being told that his brother had attempted to commit suicide. He was lucky to be alive. The art teacher had found him slumped over in the lavatory.
ART TEACHER. ART TEACHER. ART TEACHER, Mr. Haner. Gerard's art teacher that he had been swooning over. The same Art teacher that had toyed with his brothers feelings. Mikey had only assumed other things had occurred.
Gerard being attached to his teacher had caused many bad happenings from Gerard's attempt at his life, to the admittance that there had be nonconsensual sexually activity, the court dates, and finally to Haner going to jail. After the sentencing hearing Gerard slipped into drugs. He didn't take it easy with them either. Overdosing twice before agreeing to go to rehab. His 'friends' tried to kill him. It was a guy that they had known from school. Bert's stupid ass gave him anything he wanted, and did whatever he pleased to Gerard in return. If what Gerard had been before the drugs was all fucked up, what he was after wasn't even a ghost of the brother he once knew. Gerard was never the same.
Gerard wasn't okay until after Art School. He made major improvements in social situations. He made it though the group sessions that Mikey often sat through as well. Then he began to paint again. At first he only worked in grays and other lifeless colors. His work slowly became a little more vibrant. Then he started meeting people, and he talked to this guy for a while. He started healing.
Mikey rolled over in his bed again. Lighting a cigarette, only to be startled by the chime of his phone. He snatched the phone off of the small crate that served as a makeshift bedside table. Checking it quickly, and blushing.
Ray:
I just wanted to say goodnight.
Also that you're cute. ;)
Blowing smoke before he replied. The little smirk that was planted on his face was nothing short of mischievous. It was a face that was common in the Way family portraits.
He sent:
You're cute. You made me blush. That doesn't happen often. I felt like you deserved to know that.
Night Ray.
I'll see you tomorrow. (:
He was satisfied with his decisions. Nothing he was doing could ruin it. His future looked rather bright, and Mikey Way was a very happy man.
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Teach Me to Know Better
Fiksi Penggemar**SLOW UPDATES** A Twenty six year old Gerard Way moves from his cold boring home in the North. He's leaving his home town to run with his brother to the colorful city of New Orleans. Leaving all of his college nightmares, and moving forward in his...
