one shots

Thank You For The Memories (Frerard)

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Frank and Gerard were sitting on the roof of the Trans Am. The sun was slowly creeping towards the horizon (as slowly as Ghoul's hand was creeping towards Party's) and the reflected light from the spider that was drawn on the front all the way to the back part of the car was making them squint their eyes. They had been sitting in a comfortable silence for the past half an hour. "I never stopped thinking about him" Party said, his voice was barely above a whisper. "Neither did I" Ghoul admitted. "Mikey or Ray?". Fun Ghoul didn't say anything for a few moments "Both of them. But in a different way I guess..". "I understand.. Like with Mikey it was inevitable. Nobody saw it coming and nobody could've possibly protected him. But Ray..it was his decision to leave. His decision to go to BL/I" Party sighed. "Exactly" Ghoul moved his palm an inch closer to Party's. "I don't know about you but..I think there was something going on between them. I mean they were always attached to each-others hip. And ray took Mikey's death even harder then you did and you're his fucking brother" Ghoul wondered. "We'll never know.." Party was about say something more but he stopped himself. Reaching into his pocket he took out a packet of cigarettes and lit one with his self-designed lighter. He offered one to Ghoul and he gladly took it using his simple black lighter to light it. They took long drags of the cigarettes. "They taste like shit" came Ghouls remark as he took a second drag. "But these are the only ones we have" Party didn't disagree.

"You're my best friend you know that?" Party said after a while "The only family I have, my only friend" 'and the thing that keeps me grounded and sane' he added mentally. "I don't know man. You're something more than just my best friend." Ghoul turned his head so he could get a better view of the redhead. "I love you, Ghoul. I mean it." Party looked at the shorter man and finally moved his hand so he could intertwine their fingers. "I love you too Par- Gerard." Ghoul corrected himself.

And just for a moment they felt as if they were back in the days when they were young and innocent. Playing with ray gun toys and playing hide and seek around the Trans Am with Mikey and Ray. Memories flashed around their heads of when they were 15 and kissed for the first time. When they promised to be each-others everything. Still motorbabies. They didn't feel like they had witnessed countless deaths of friends and family, like they hadn't killed so many dracs.

Like they weren't lost somewhere between the zones and like they haven't heard Dr. Death's announcement on the radio:

"Another victory for the BL/I. I'm sorry"

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