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seize

a/n pete wentz is an angel and i love him also hey!! i'm trying to update!! yay

gerard took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead, sighing. it was nearly midnight, and he was in his office. well. not quite an office, but it did try to be. he was exhausted. the dark corners of the room were purple, the light in front of him a hazy orange, and his eyes were sore from hours of work. he flicked off the light, and sighed in relief. it was way too freaking bright. tyler had changed the lightbulb and it was over 150 watts, and he really only needed an 80 watt bulb, but he had seemed so proud when he brought the bulb back -- they were on top of a very high shelf and brendon had had to lift him up for tyler to get the lightbulb. gerard and tyler weren't always close, but tyler was bursting with pride with his success for getting the job done, and so the boy couldn't help but tell his boss all about it. gerard smiled. he was proud of tyler. but he really had to get a dimmer bulb.

he stood up, threw down his glasses, and got his coat. his eyes were sore and so was his back and his feet hurt from his shoes and he was exhausted. he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt before sighing again in relief to finally be going home. he looked around the room, making sure he wasn't forgetting anything. when decided he wasn't, he ran out of the room and ran down an empty hall took  a right then a left then a turn and stumbled down the strairs and giggled when he got to the bottom. he was so tired. he stopped and caught his breath, smiling like a 5 year old. he really hated sitting at a desk all day; he had far too much energy for it.

there was a knock on the wall behind him. he whipped around and scanned the room, alarmed. his smile had vanished. there was only one light on, a single bulb dangling and swinging a little. gerard glanced at it before directing his attention to the dark corners.

gerard was very afraid of the dark.

out of one of the corners came a dark figure, but gerard has his back turned. he didn't notice the soft pats of the figure's feet flopping on the floor. his hands were sweaty and shaking now. he was very afraid of two things: the dark, and.. ghosts. they say a guy named ed died here once, and before then a boy named olly. his mind ran over them as the figure came closer and closer until he was right behind him and then it was too late gerard knew something was behind him oh no oh god there was breath on his neck oh god

"hey nerd"

gerard screamed and frnk giggled and brought gerard's face down so he could kiss his cheek. frnk was very small. 

"why'd you stay so late?" he asked nonchalantly as gerard still shook a little, adrenaline running through him. frnk had done him a real big frighten.

"frnk whY dId yoU dO tHAt wHy ARe yOU lIkE tHIs"

frnk giggled. "honestly it's really fun, wanna go get some coffee?"

"it's midnight, you f-freakin-"

"i know but i like coffee, and midnight's not that late, nerd."

"yeah it is, shut up also why did you do that i'm scared of the dark and it's way too late for that stuff"

"well you were running around and i had been waiting for you for ages, so why not?"

gerard pecked frnk's forehead and sighed. he was problematic. "let's go get tea, how about that?"

frnk hummed.

gerard rolled his eyes and took frnk's hand and led him out. "let's go home."