Basement ➳ Petekey, Frerard

Chapter 3 - Cotton Socks

"Did I do something wrong?" Frank asked innocently Gerard as the older one carried him on his back down the street because he couldn't find his shoes.

Gerard sighed "No you didn't, it was me who fucked up once more, I knew that you were only sixteen and I took advantage of that"

"You didn't take advantage!" Frank protested not wanting Gerard to feel guilty "I wanted it!"

"Frank you're not at the age of consent yet, so no matter if you wanted it or not the law still thinks you don't want it" he explained "I know it sucks"

The younger one sighed, not content Gerard's explanation. He didn't want to quite admit it yet but he did have small crush on Gerard, well he obviously liked him enough to sleep with him but he also liked the softer side of him.

"Also, why did your brother care so much?" He asked him now wondering. He would understand if like Mikey told Gerard off a little bit but not shout at him so much.

Gerard paused for a moment not really sure how Frank was going to react "Because my brother is a cop?"

Frank went quiet, he just told a police officer that he slept with someone who was over eighteen and he wasn't of age yet and now if Mikey reported Gerard, he could go to jail for statutory rape and it would be because Frank couldn't keep his mouth shut "Oh shit..."

"Oh shit indeed but don't worry, he won't report me" Gerard reassured him walking into a cafe.

Frank frowned climbing off Gerard's back and sitting down in a booth "How do you know?"

"One, he's my brother and no matter how much shit I do the last thing he wants to do is throw me in jail and two he hasn't got proof that we did sleep together has he?" he replied.

"He kinda has..." Frank trailed off still uneasy, he just really didn't want Gerard to go to jail.

"Stop worrying your little cotton socks and what do you want to order?" Gerard changed the subject not wanting Frank to continue asking questions.

"Was that a pun because I couldn't find my shoes?"

"No, but it happened"