chpt. thirteen ➫ cuter

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the next morning, gerard woke up early. since today was a weekend, he wanted to do something special with frank. he was planning to take him shopping, for clothes and other necessities. 

gerard wanted to take frank to his favorite mall in nyc, meadowstreet mall. he knew there were a lot of stores where frank could buy clothes and other things. he took note of it in his phone and pocketed it.

"frankie!" gerard jumped on top of frank, in attempt to wake him up.

"...unh gerarrrd..." frank groaned as his boyfriend jumped on top of him.

"come on, wake up!" gerard began shaking frank.

frank covered himself with a pillow. "gerard, stop." 

"no! it's literally..." gerard looked at the time on his wall clock. "it's 12pm dude."

"okay, okay," frank sighed. "...five minutes."

"frankie!" gerard scooped frank out of bed and into the bathroom.

frank sat on the bathroom floor, still drowsy and shirtless. he didn't look like he was going to get up anytime soon.

"frank iero," gerard tapped his foot on the floor. "do you want me to brush your teeth and shower for you?"

"yes please." frank smiled.

"no."

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after twenty minutes of gerard leaving frank alone in the bathroom, frank finally came out, dressed and ready.

"aww." gerard walked up to frank and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist.

"what?" frank snapped.

"you," gerard kissed frank on the cheek. "you're so cute."

"stop it," frank cooed. "you're cuter."

"you wanna play that game with me?" gerard pulled frank closer.

"uh-huh." frank smirked.

gerard bit his lip. "you're way too cute."

"you're still cuter." 

"you're cutest." gerard smiled. "i win."

"okay, fight me, let's go, way." frank wriggled out of gerard's grasp and made two fists ready to fight.

gerard rolled his eyes and bit his lip again. "...we can solve it in the bedroom." 

frank grabbed gerard and collided his lips against his. gerard pushed his body against frank's as they made out. frank ran his fingers through gerard's long, jet-black hair. gerard shoved frank onto the couch as gerard fell on top of him. he felt frank's tongue inside his teeth as his boyfriend had begged for more. 

gerard lifted frank's shirt a little bit, exposing his skin. gerard placed his hands under frank's shirt and delicately touched him. frank wrapped his arms around gerard's neck. gerard broke from the kiss and went down to his boyfriend's neck, earning a moan from frank.

"g-gerard..." frank stuttered.

"mmm?" gerard responded, still kissing frank's neck.

"i-i..." frank smiled as he talked. "i love you."

gerard went up and gave frank a small kiss on his lips. "i love you too, cutie."

they both stood up, flustered and disheveled. gerard straightened out his hair, as frank tried to cover up his blushing.

"i love you." frank said to gerard.

"i love you, too." gerard smiled.

the two exited the apartment and went out to the streets. they hailed a taxi cab to the meadowstreet mall on 52nd street, between 5th and 6th. 

gerard has lived in new york city since he was 20, yet he still doesn't know how to read or interpret the avenue names and numbers. they were always confusing to him. he silently repeated the address to himself. 52nd street, between 5th and 6th.

"gee?" frank whispered to his boyfriend sitting next to him.

"yes frankie?" gerard responded, smiling slightly at the nickname given to him.

"you haven't told me where we're going." 

"the mall." gerard chuckled. "we're going to buy you things."

"i feel so needy whenever you say you're going to buy me things. i feel like screaming." frank laughed.

"good or bad scream?"

"bad. i feel so spoiled when you do this for me."

"no, don't. i buy you things because i want you to be happy, and you deserve it."

"but i'm already happy. i don't deserve this, but i have you... and you're all i need to make me happy."

gerard smiled, planting a kiss on his boyfriend's cheek. "love you."

"i love you, too."

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