words ♤ frerard

chapter//eighteen

Frank and Gerard were cuddled up on the couch as another storm raged outside, which absolutely terrified Frank. He was tracing small patterns on Gerard's arms, trying to busy himself as he imagined how Gerard would look with tattoos. Gerard grinned and leaned over to grab a pen off of his desk, before taking Frank's hands in his own, and drawing something on his fingers, words. On the lower part of his fingers he traced out 'HALLOWEEN' and the middle part, he traced 'bookworm'. Frank chuckled and looked at them.

"Maybe I should go get these tattooed," He joked, nudging Gerard playfully.  Gerard shrugged and grinned down at Frank, brushing some hair out of the younger's face.

"We could totally go get those tattooed right now if you'd like. I think it'd be fun," Gerard told him, still smiling. Frank beamed and looked up at Gerard with pleading eyes. 

"Really?" Frank asked, now squirming excitedly. Gerard chuckled again and nodded.

"Yes, Frank, really. Lindsey is working today, I know her schedule. Well, the days she works, at least." Frank scrambled off the couch and threw on his shoes. "Alright, let me go put on some shoes and a shirt, and I'll grab you a jacket." Frank nodded then sat of the arm of the couch, and just seconds later Gerard came back with his shirt and shoes on and two jackets. He tossed one to Frank who caught it and put it on. 

"It's storming," Frank whispered suddenly. Gerard pulled the shorter boy into a comforting hug. 

"It's okay, I'll protect you," Gerard assured him, before kissing him lightly. Frank relaxed a bit and nodded, smiling once again. "You ready?" Frank nodded eagerly, so the two of them left the apartment and went outside, only to be met by cold air and rain, making Frank tense up as he ran to the car. 

Gerard quickly joined him in the safety of his car, and they took off, heading to the tattoo parlor. Once they arrived, they both ran inside and nearly crashed into Lindsey, who was just leaving. "Let me guess," She said with a sigh. "The short one wants another tattoo?" Lindsey asked, raising her eyebrows curiously.  Frank nodded sheepishly, and Lindsey pinched the bridge of her nose. "Hey Jams!" She called, looking at the back, and a familiar head popped out.

"Frank!" She exclaimed, running out of the back and hugging him. "I heard you left town? I guess you came here to be with him, huh?" She asked Frank, pointing at Gerard. Frank grinned and nodded, and Jamia squealed happily. 

"You two know each other?" Gerard asked, wearing the same confused look as Lindsey. 

"I went on a date with him once," Jamia explained. 

"Well which one of you is gonna tattoo me?" Frank wondered, finally getting to his priorities. 

"I will," Lindsey said. "You can all come back here if you'd like." Lindsey led us to the back, the same room as before, and Frank sat in the chair and waiting for Lindsey to finish prepping. "I'm gonna just go over what Gerard drew, alright?" Frank nodded and stuck out one hand for her to start with.

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By the time Frank and Gerard arrived back at their apartment, Frank had managed to get Jamia's number, even though he'd refused to take it multiple times. But he finally took it when she explained how she'd ran into a friend of his, Pete, and he wanted to come see Frank. She had also given Frank Pete's number, which he was thankful for, since he did, in fact, miss his best friend. 

F: Hey Pete, it's Frank

Frank sent him, hoping Pete wouldn't tell anyone anything. "I was thinking we could order pizza, how does that sound?" Gerard asked, closing the fridge door. Frank nodded and told Gerard that sounded good, just as Frank's phone buzzed.

P: FRANK WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN I WANT TO SEE YOU GODDAMN IT 

F: Yeah, okay just don't tell anyone else, alright?

Frank slipped his phone back into his pocket and grabbed Gerard's laptop, opening up a new document, hoping to start another story without Gerard realizing. Frank started typing, but the second he heard Gerard walk his way, he quickly saved it and closed the laptop, placing it back where it was to begin with. 

"I ordered a regular cheese pizza, I hope that's alright," Gerard told him, sitting next to him on the couch. 

"Sounds wonderful Gerard, thank you so much," Frank said, cuddling into Gerard's side. They sat like that for multiple minutes before Frank's phone buzzed. 

P: i wont, just give me an address and i'll be there tomorrow

"Hey Gee?" Frank asked. Gerard hummed in response and looked down at him. "Can I tell my friend where we are? He won't say anything, and-"

"Honey, you don't have to ask. We both live here, the two of us. You don't need to ask my permission, just let me know if you invited someone over, alright?" Gerard told him, running his finger's through Frank's hair. Frank nodded and quickly typed out Gerard's address and sent it to Pete, before setting his phone on the coffee table. 

"I love you," Frank breathed out, placing a small kiss on Gerard's jawbone. Gerard smiled and pulled Frank closer to him.

"I love you too, I always will." Frank couldn't help but smile at those words, and pull himself closer to Gerard, breathing in his scent. He was engulfed in everything Gerard, and Frank didn't want it any other way. 

- pretty short, but it's still an update. i hope you're enjoying this piece of trash fic

-kota //