American Beauty ✧ Frerard

Frank Wait 15 minutes, Jesus

Outfit Gerard is wearing ^ 

Also beware: smut

Gerard was simply recording the next days video in his and Frank's recording room. Frank and Gerard both lived together and converted the extra bedroom into a quiet (well, maybe not always) place to record and edit videos for their YouTube channel.

Earlier that day Frank had taken Gerard to Ulta, Sephora, and the mall. You would know this if you watch his vlogs. Gerard had spent far too much on clothes, accessories, and dear lord, makeup. He needed more makeup like he needed a hole in the head. Frank, oh dear little Frank loved making his Gerard happy so he went along with it. He let Gerard drag him shopping, let Gerard litter the house with makeup, let Gerard take up all the closet space. It made Gerard happy which in turn made Frank happy. But with all these items Gerard had acquired he decided to film a haul video, show off all the stuff he got, besides some of it. Frank eyes only for some of it. And Mikey watched his videos, he didn't want to scar his younger brother's mind. 

Gerard may or may not have been a little, oh perhaps promiscuous was the best way to put it. Let's not go into details, but Frank enjoyed himself a bit too much. They pulled into their driveway Gerard grabbing some of his stuff hoping Frank would get the rest, and ran up to the recording room to set things up. Gerard was excited, and so was Frank, although they were not on the same page. 

"Can't it wait Gee?" Frank whined carrying some more bags into recording room. 

"No," Gerard smirked and giggled then bit his lower lip glancing at a very desperate Frank, "Fifteen minutes, Frank. Let me film this for tomorrow while my hair and makeup is still in tact," he winked then proceeded to lay out all that he had gotten tossing the Victoria Secret bag at Frank as he left the room. 

Frank sulked to the bedroom understanding the fact that Gerard's YouTube channel was a large part of their income. Frank's channel brought in money too but there was simply a larger crowd for beauty gurus than for screaming angry men, although Gerard seemed to enjoy that, the majority of the internet didn't.

Gerard in the meantime was laying out all the unnecessary things he had bought and making sure the lighting complemented his ghostly skin tone. At least he didn't self tan though, that'd be slightly horrifying. He pressed record on the camera and put on this almost alter-ego sassy and fabulous Gerard. Usually he's quite the introvert, doesn't make much eye-contact, I guess his ghostly skin tone resembled the way he was in public, trying so hard to be invisible but it somehow just ends up drawing more attraction to it. On camera though he had such confidence that Frank wished he could bring into his normal  life, and honestly Gerard wished he could be that in social situations as well. 

"Hello my little boas!" he said toward the camera then continued to introduce the video. As he was explaining a lipstick that was somehow magically supposed to turn from green to pink, he heard a moan from their bedroom across the hall. 

He asked the camera if it had heard it, and honestly, he wasn't expecting an answer. He then went silent and there it went again. 

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," Gerard mumbled, his cheeks turning into a light pink color. 

"Really Frank?!" he yelled across the hall, not bothering to turn off the camera. 

Frank had then made a conscious effort to moan "Gee, fuck," As loudly and obnoxiously as physically possible. 

"Fifteen minutes Frank, that's all I asked," Gerard yelled, sighing so loudly.

This didn't stop Frank, honestly. It made him want to continue, and so he did.