You're Weird, I Like You • Frerard ✓

XVIII

*FRANK'S P.O.V*

I ran downstairs, quickly pulling the front door open to reveal a costumeless Mikey holding a small present in his hand. I grinned.

"Hey Mikey, c'mon in," I chirped, stepping out of the way. Mikey smiled lightly and mumbled a greeting, walking in and putting the present down. I glared at Mikey as he toed off his dirty sneakers.

"Mikey, you didn't need to get me anything." I say, sounding concerned and partially annoyed. Mikey just shrugged and grinned as my mum walked in.

"Hello, you must be Mikey. Gerard's brother right?" My mum greeted Mikey, holding out a hand. Mikey shakes it and adds a small "sadly," to the air. My mother laughs and leans back. "Well I'm Frank's mother. Dinner will be done soon, I hope vegetarian lasagne is okay."

Mikey adds a quick nod as mum beams. My mum always loved to meet new people. "Great! Nice to meet you, Mikey, don't be afraid to ask if you need anything." And with that and a small nod from Mikey, she turns in her heel and walks back in to the kitchen to check on our meal.

I turn to Mikey. "Lets go up stairs to my room, you can leave the present there."

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"So that's your dad?" Mikey asked, looking at the closed door. Gerard, Mikey and I were in my room, sitting on my bed, with the door closed.

"Yeah," I replied with a small frown. I loved my dad a whole lot, but this is big news and I didn't want to think about it.

"He seems nice." Mikey said, then remained quiet.

I laid down next to where Gerard was laying and curled up into him, still not sure about what to do. He wraps his arm around me and holds me close, feeling my distress.

Mikey sighs and lies beside Gerard to the right, looking up at the ceiling with his hands folded on his stomach. He turns his head to look at Gerard.

"Do you think we should give him his gifts now?" Mikey asks, propping himself up with this elbows. Gerard merely shrugs.

"Sure," he says with a nod. Mikey scrabbles out of the bed.

"Wait Mikey!" Gerard says, siting up quickly. I fall off his chest with a 'oof' and tousling my shaggy hair. Gerard looks at me and gives me his signature half smile before turning back to his brother, who was frozen and waiting for a response. "Can you get my present from Linda?" The youngest Way brother nods. Gerard grins. "Thanks!"

He lays back down again and turns to me, running his fingers through my hair, twirling it. I frown.

"You didn't have to give me anything, you already did when you took me to the-," I started to say but Gerard cut it off with a quick kiss. I squawk in surprise when he moves away, smiling a bit.

"You talk to much," Gerard whispers, grinning like a mad man. I feel my myself go cross eyed looking at his lips.

"Well, then," I look at his lips for one last second then I move my gaze to his eyes, biting my lip. "Shut me up."

Gerard growls low in his throat and pulls me on top of him. I flail as he pulls my chest against his and kisses the fuck out of me. Literally.

"Fuck," I whisper against his lips, kissing back with all I had. Gerard smirks into the kiss, letting his tongue flood past his lips and into my own. His hands grab at my loves handles, grinding up against my hip. I whimper against his lips. He smiles and starts to slow down the kiss, only touching my back lightly, tracing my curves softly.

I cast my gaze down to his lips, they're bright pink and abused from the sudden heavy contact on them, which makes me giggle.

"What was that?" I ask with furrowed brows and a smug grin. Gerard chuckles and wraps his arms around my back, pulling me closer.

"What do you expect, I'm a hormonal teenaged boy. We get horny when their boyfriends say incredible sexy stuff," He says with a sly, lazy grin.

I give a small laugh and a side smile. "Gerard, I want you to-"

"Hey Gerard, Mrs. Iero said- HOLY MOTHERFUCK OF JESUS, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO FRANK?!" Mikey starts calmly, but got set off when he saw that position me and Gerard were in.

Gerard and I jump in surprise, causing me to fall off the side of the bed. I hit the ground with a 'thuddd' and a groan. I sit up and rub my backside as Gerard sits up.

"Mikey, we weren't doing anything. I think Frank is scarred for life." Gerard says, jumping off the side of the bed to help me up. I mange to balance my sea legs and sit back on the bed, Gerard murmuring an apology in my ear for dropping me.

"You think he's scarred for life? What about my poor virgin eyes?!" Mikey exclaims, pointing at one eye. I giggle a bit, even through my annoyance, and Gerard just rolls his eyes at his brothers dramatic performance.

"Anyways," Mikey starts off. "Mrs. Iero said it was time for dinner and to open all of the presents after that."

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We finished dinner, which went surprisingly smoothly, and now were all set up in the living room. Our sleeping bags covered the floor around the couches and directly in front of the television. The small coffee table that usually stayed in the middle of the room was now pushed off to the side, holding fresh snacks and a stack of movies. Mum and dad were now talking, most likely arguing, in the kitchen.

The lights haven't been turned off yet because it was 'present time' like Mikey liked to call it.

"Open mine first!" Mikey called from his sleeping bag, which was a few feet away from where mine and Gerard's sleeping bags were smushed up together. For 'safety reasons'.

I beam at him and grab the small box with little Halloween stickers and orange wrapping paper. I rip apart the wrapping paper in one go and take off the lid like a child in Christmas.

"Oh my, Mikey!" I squeal, holding up the pair of black gloves he had gotten me. They were fingerless and ash black, with skeleton hands on them. I beam as I put them on, running over to give Mikey a big hug. He even gave a small smile.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I repeat, making my way back over to Gerard, where he puts his arm around me. Mikey just smiles and nods.

"My turn," Gerard says with a smirk and pulls a small box out from behind his back, almost identical to Mikey's wrapping paper and terrible wrapping strategy. I smile concerned.

"Gerard-"

"Shh!" He holds out his hand to cover my mouth and gives me a wolfy grin. "You talk too much," he whispers and lowers his hand. I nod.

"Now, this gift as to parts to it. This is the first part," He makes a gesture towards the small box. I open my mouth to say something but immediately close it when Gerard glares at me.

"And the second part," He smirks, getting closer to my face, next to my ear. "Is to be done more privately."

I gulp and blush as Mikey gags. I rip off the wrapping paper in the same manner as before.

"Gerard..." I say speechlessly, eyes blown.

"Yeah, yeah, it's really gay but y'know, we are gay so-"

"No," I cut him off. I unfolded the large piece of paper that was in the box, revealing a big drawn picture of Gerard and I, in our underwear, on the top of the flag pole. GERARD drew this?! Every feature of my face was completely actuate and he even knew the colour of my boxers that day. "It's really not."

I move the picture and gasp. A small American flag on a pole was the key feature of the necklace I pulled out of the box. Like when we meet.

I instantly clip it on and throw myself at Gerard, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you, so much." I whisper against his arm. Gerard grins widely at me, messing up my hair.

"No problem kiddo," He says, giving me a small peck on the forehead. The moment felt like it could last forever. I mean, until Mikey cut in.

"Awwwwww! Look at chootoo! Choo meant to be, motherfuckka's!"

I look over a Mikey, which I instantly knew was a mistake when I saw him stuffing his face with Halloween candy.

"Gerard, do you think we are going to sleep tonight?"

"Not a chance."