Illusions ➵ Frerard, Petekey, Ryden

10. A Certain White Stain

Frank wasn't sure why, but he found himself making a dozen pancakes at eight a.m. on a Sunday morning. Well, actually, he did know why, and that was simply because of a certain Gerard Way still fast asleep in the other room, wearing nothing at all.

Frank was satisfied, to say the least.

Yes, he wasn't the worlds only seventeen year old virgin anymore, and if it wasn't for the fact his friends were extremely nosey, he would be texting everyone right now with the fact he has sex last night in his own bed, with his mum at work, and he lied to her.

Okay, he wasn't proud of that part of it, but whatever, Frank Iero got laid and that's all that really mattered, right? And, like the cute innocent boy he was, he got up extra early to make some pancakes and coffee for his knight and shining armour, who wasn't really that great as this was just another fuck for him, but Frank decided to ignore that obvious point and pretend last night meant something to the both of them.

After all, he did get up at eight on a weekend, and he was trying to keep a positive mind, knowing he only had a few more hours until his mum came back home at eleven, just hoping she wasn't going to come early like she did last week.

"Frank? One of your dogs found her way into the bed and started licking my feet..." Gerard appeared in the kitchen wearing a pair of black tight boxer shorts, his hair was a complete mess and he had large purple bags under his eyes. Next to him was a large dog Frank immediately grinned at, because Daisy was a sucker for licking, but non-dog owners didn't understand.

"Sorry, Daisy usually sleeps in my room." Frank smirked at Gee and piled up the several pancakes on his best green plate, before handing that to Gerard as well as a mug of steaming hot coffee, and digging into his own. Because Frank wanted this to work, he wanted it to work so bad he was willing to get up at stupid hours of the morning to cook breakfast and make horrible coffee his mum bought.

"Fuck, thank you so much," Gerard mumbled before shovelling a forkful of dry pancake in his mouth, sipping at his coffee and sprawling out on the sofa. It was as if he didn't care that he was bare chested and wearing oh so compressed boxer shorts, therefore leaving Frank drooling.

Once they were finished, Frank was washing up the dishes when Gee came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his chin on the smaller boys shoulder. "Frankie, what does it feel like to be rid of the god awful virginity?"

"I...I don't know..." Frank blushed furiously, mentally cursing Gerard Way for making him feel this way, and fuck, he needed a cigarette and now, only wishing he'd talked to Jamia about it because he still didn't have any, and he was pretty sure Pete was still pissed at him, nobody else would gladly give up a fag, and he couldn't wait until tomorrow to ask around. "Do you smoke?"

Gerard smirked at him. "If you're looking for weed, mooch off someone else or go to Bob Bryar-"

"I don't want weed, just a cigarette, I still haven't found a provider and I guess I could go to the off-license but there's this really scary guy who hangs around there and fuck, he has this weird dragon tattoo on his face that creeps the hell out of me, so yeah, I'd rather not."

Gerard laughed, pulling away from him and making Frank face him. "I could always be your cigarette provider, as well as the guy you fuck on the side, yeah? Just don't tell Bert, he likes being people's provider so he can make profit, but I'll tell you what, because you're embarrassingly poor, I'll half the price."

"I am not poor, mum tries but it's hard being a single parent, my house isn't terrible at all, you're just rich and a fucking snob, Gerard Way-"

Frank was cut off when Gerard pressed his lips against his, curling his fingers around his waist. When he pulled back, Gee's eyes were as green as an emerald, staring right into Frank's hazel pools, wishing that if he wasn't so fucked up, perhaps these too guys could work things out, but fucking was better than nothing, and the pleasure of the sex would be easier to deal with along with the heartbreak of being involved with Gerard.