Bulletproof Heart (Teacher/Student Frerard)

The Sharpest Lives

A/N: literally listening to The Sharpest Lives on repeat right now, idk. Enjoy this (hopefully longer) update

Frank's POV

I put Gerard's phone number into my phone, texting him, telling him that I was at his house. The door was unlocked, so I walked in, sitting on his couch and scrolling on my phone.

"Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit." The sound of footsteps getting closer filled the house, and in the corner of my eye, I saw a streak of white go running past. A door closed, then opened again, and Gerard went running to the door, apparently not noticing me.

"Your ass looks really nice in those jeans, nice and perky." I said, leaning back and watching as Gerard turned to me, his face as red as a tomato. "Did you wear them just for me?"

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" He asked, changing the subject.

"I texted you saying I was here. What do you want from me?"

"For you to not walk into my house just because the door was unlocked. You could've been a serial killer." I chuckled, scooting over as Gerard sat next to me.

"A gay serial killer who compliments nice asses for a living, yes." Gerard's face, once again, turned pink.

"Stop that." He said softly, looking down, fumbling with his hands.

I nudged my knee with his, smirking. "Stop what?" I said, putting on my best puppy dog face.

"That. That right there. That fucking face right there." I laughed.

"I use it to bring all the guys to their knees, literally or figuratively. I guess it's working on you, hm?" His eyebrows raised, then he quickly rolled his eyes, as if to say he didn't care (he did).

"Let's just clarify that I wouldn't be dropping to my knees anytime soon." He looked me up and down, basically checking me out. "I'm, uh.. More of the 'fuckee' if you know what I mean." He did air quotations with his fingers, and I snorted.

"I never suspected that you would be a power bottom, Gee." The name rolled off of my tongue like I had said it a million times before.

"I am not a power bottom." He said quickly. I chuckled, moving closer to him so my legs were basically in his lap. Gerard's eyebrows raised.

"Having fun there?" He asked, looking down at me.

"It's a nice view." I replied, sitting up.

"Again with the staring! For fuck's sakes, stop it." I snaked a hand around his neck, pulling him closer to me, watching as his eyes went wide.

"What are you doing?" He asked softly, not breaking eye contact with me.

"You know, you still didn't answer my question about those really tight jeans." Gerard rolled his eyes, trying to seem casual, but I could literally feel his pulse.

"I put them on for me, not you."

"You like looking at your own ass?"

"I like myself." He said, unamused.

"Good, I like you too." I paused, looking down and chuckling. "And I can see the entire outline of your dick through your pants." Within seconds, Gerard's face was red, and he looked like he was about to stand up.

A/N: there's a lengthy part abt gee's boner and I have no regrets. A lot of mostly banter, too?

"You know, I can take care of that for you." I said, swinging my legs off of Gerard's lap.

"You are not. Just.. stay here." He stood up, walking upstairs. I sighed, taking my ringing phone out of my pocket. I swiped to answer the call from Ray.

"Hey, your mom just texted me asking where you are. Did you not show up at home or..?" I rubbed the back of my neck, sighing.

"Yeah, I'm out right now, do me a favour and cover for me? Say I'm, like at the store. Please?" I put the phone on speaker.

"Why? What're you doing?" I rolled my eyes.

"I'm just busy, alright? Stop being intrusive."

"Alright, who is it? Is he cute?" Ray asked, and I felt my face heat up.

"Why do you assume I'm with someone?"

"Because you're always with someone, Frank. Come on, spill the beans." I rolled my eyes once more.

"He is fairly attractive. Are you happy?"

"Not really, but I can tell you want to keep the identity of your mysterious lover secret. I'll tell your mom what you wanted. Maybe you could, you know, actually come over instead of hiding shit from your mom. She's gonna kill you when you get home. Like, literally."

"She'll only hit me if she's drunk." I said softly. "I sorta plan on not coming home tonight, maybe crash at your place or something."

"Or stay at the place of your fairly attractive lover, ok. If you stay over with me, you're taking me to school tomorrow. I don't care if you're ditching or not. I'll talk to you later."

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"So," Gerard placed a cup under his coffee machine, looking at me. "'Fairly attractive lover'? I'm only fairly attractive? That's disappointing." He took the steaming cup, placing another one under there and pressing a couple of buttons. "After all the comments you made about my ass, I was sure you found me more than 'fairly' attractive."

"Oh, I do." I replied, watching as he reached into a couple of cabinets, taking out cream, milk, sugar and..vodka?

"You put vodka in your coffee?" I stated the obvious as he stirred, nodding.

"I put it in all my coffee." Gerard said, shrugging. "Yes, including the ones I bring to school."

"Pretty sure that's illegal."

"Not if no one finds out." He winked, taking a sip. "Your cup is over here. Add what you want." I nodded, doing as he said.

It was quiet for a few minutes, and I sat on top of Gerard's counter.

My eyes were trained on him as he walked over to me and wrapped an arm around my neck, pulling me closer.

A/N: the song I added is a good thing to play right now

"Are you mocking me? I think you're mocking me. It's not nice to mock people, it's mostly frowned upon." I spoke, trying not to pay attention to Gerard's breathing. His eyes were basically boring holes into my face. He looked like he was having a mental battle with himself, judging by his facial expression.

Gerard's hands reached up into my hair as he decided to snap out of his mental battle.

Gerard's lips crashed onto mine quickly, and I felt my body heat and tense up. I shook my head once, and Gerard pulled away, looking concerned.

"I'm sorry, I should't have done that." He said in a rush, shaking his head multiple times, as if he were trying to shake the thought out of his mind.

"No, it wasn't you. It's just.. not the right time or place, that's all. Like, wait a little while, yeah?" He nodded, smiling a little at me.

"I think you should be heading home now." Gerard spoke up after a minute. "Not because of this, no. It's getting late, and you are going to school tomorrow."

A/N: under all those sexual jokes and advances, Frank is literally a kid who's fucked a lot of people, been fucked by some people (maybe he's versatile idk), and been fucked over by a lot of people. In my opinion, he's a little scared to trust people bc he's been fucked over a lot. Yeah, that's right, I'm progressing with character development as I go. Anyway, sorry for the delay with updating, I've been busy. 1,272 words.