forgotten - frerard [✔️]

two

"hey,ray.how-how's it goin?"frank said into the phone,pinching the bridge of his nose and whipping the drops of sweat that were racing down his forehead.

"oh hey! it's been going well,just playing around with a acoustic at home,"ray said and frank could hear the smile in his voice,"how about you?"

"oh just,ah- drinking some coffee,y'know me."frank replied and he wasn't necessarily lying.he was drinking coffee but he just didnt tell ray  the part about the klenex tissues that littered his bed,along with the hoodie and beanie he was wearing and the cold he was beginning to catch,"how's your wife?"

"she's great! just went out with her friends right now,i'll let her know you asked about her."

"alright,"frank smiled and then kept quiet for a few seconds,"hey ray?"

"yea?"

"have you talked to gerard recently?"frank was so fucking mortified to ask even though the knew the truth already,he just wanted ray to tell him the opposite so his heart could feel less heavy.

"we hung out yesterday,why?"

"h-he just,uhm...he hasn't spoken to me at all in the past few months,that's why,"he removed the band-aid as hard as he could but it still hurt like a motherfucker,"has he been busy? like,thats cool if he is- its just that,he doesn't answer my calls or texts and...yea."

"oh..."ray exclaimed,"well,not that i know of,frankie.he's just been writing songs and chilling with bandit and lindsey.i had no idea he wasn't talking to you,man.that sucks."

frank nodded even though his curly haired friend couldn't see.

"like,do you wanna talk to him now? he's in the kitchen right- hey gee!"ray had hollered so loud that frank panicked.

"n-no! no ray,thats fine.just,yea,tell him to,y'know- c-call me later or something.if he's not too busy."frank coughed into the phone and immediately when a gust of cold wind entered from the window that shouldn't have been open in the first place,he grabbed his hot coffee and downed a couple of gulps.

"alright,ill tell him in a minute.you ok? sounds like you're catching a cold there,frankie."ray pointed out.

frank chuckled,"yea,i'm alright though.listen,uhm,just tell him that and take care of yourself,alright? i'm gonna turn on my heater and smoke a cig,it's too cold here."

"i bet,"ray agreed,"well ok,see you later.take care,frankie."

"you too."frank had smiled because he had forgotten how lovely it had sounded when someone told him to take care.

-

"gee."

"yea?"

ray sat down beside the boy with long dirty blonde hair and a coffee mug in his hand,"frankie called and asked me about you,says you haven't talked in a few months,you guys ok?"

gerard nodded immediately,"yea,yea.of course we're fine.

"thats good to know.well,frank isn't feeling well- he caught a cold and ah,it would be nice if you could call him later,"ray smiled and boy that kid had a knack to act like a such a total mom when it came down to it,"it would mean a lot to him."

gee smiled and his tiny teeth had displayed,"alright sure,i'll call him."

"great,"ray had grinned wildly.