Imagine 2015 long haired Frank talking & flirting with just you because he got lost coming to his acoustic show and everyone went home.
You can see that he keeps catching himself while talking to you, realizing he's flirting, he runs his hands through his hair out of habit. He smiles and grins and giggles every so often, the thought of him flirting with you causing you to blush. To break the ice he plays you a few songs, looking down at his fingers and grinning as he plays a part of the song with no vocals, he can't make eye contact with you while performing so he grins and looks down.
After each song you cheer quietly and he giggles and bows his head. After the songs he decides since it's only you two he hands you his guitar and teaches you "stage 4 fear of trying" He kneels with his face at the neck of the guitar and puts your clumsy fingers in the correct positions, giggling when he hears your attempts at the song he created. He tells you you got it and that you're doing good with a smile, even though you know it's white lies.
After an hour and a half of telling him how talented you think he is, how he's your inspiration, watching him play and learning a song yourself, he's told that he has to get going. "Will you be at the show tonight?" He asks, raising his eyebrows. "Oh, uhh, yeah. I hope that's not creepy" you nervously laugh as he keeps eye contact. "Oh no, not at all, when you get there knock on the door to my bus in the parking lot, I'll make sure you get a good spot. Okay?" You excitedly nod as he smiles and shakes your hand, waves, and carries his guitar case out the door.--done--
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Joyride (Frank Iero OneShot Collection)
FanfictionA collection of Frank Iero Oneshots. He makes me feel weird things, I can't help it. (Some of these are from my imagines account on Instagram: sexual.eras)