Kissing Through The Fence (Frerard)

Road Trip

The trip to Vegas was long.
Very long.

"Frankie, are we there yet?"

"No, Gerard. We just left town."

Since I'm, you know, wanted for attempted murder, we had to leave pretty quick. But, not without stopping by my house and grabbing the essentials. For example, my band tees, ball caps, and beat up converse. Oh and my wallet. But that's not important. Once we were in the next town over, I stopped at a small strip mall.

"I'll be right back, Gee. Lay down on the seat so nobody sees you."

"But Franki-"

"I dont want to take any risks. Please." He crossed his arms as I placed a kiss on his temple and rushed into the Walgreens on the corner to the hair care aisle. Brown is a pretty common hair color, but the cops are looking for a long haired brunnete guy and a red head kid. What they would find was a short haired raven guy and a kid with short black hair. Oh, and teal roots. When I went to check out, I learned the girls name behind the counter was Jamia. She was pretty, but not my type. You know, with her being a girl and all.

"Good afternoon, Jamia." I smiled. I was having a shitty day, why not make hers better.

"Why hello, handsome. My gift came early." She said with a wink. I looked to the side, awkwardly. When she bagged up my things for me, she slipped a piece of paper. "Call me. You're the only thing I want filling my stocking." I smirked as I thought of a witty response.

"Oh, yeah. I'll be filling your stocking with coal right after I'm done fucking my beautiful boyfriend's brains out. Have a nice day!" I laughed as her jaw dropped with shock and as her face went red and left for the shop across the street. I was going to fuck Gerard's brains out, but I needed a few things first.

The store was called Pleasure Zone. When I opened the door, the stench of cigarette smoke and fresh plastic. I cringed as I ventured onto my not-so-holy journey into pleasure.

When I finally got back to the car, Gerard was soundly sleeping in the backseat. I stood over his sleeping body and pressed a soft kiss to his flaming red hair.

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About a third of the way in, we stopped in a town in Missouri called St. Louis. I had never even heard of a state called Missouri, but sure enough, there we were.

"Thank God we've finally stopped. I don't think I can feel my legs."

"The Hampton Inn? Sounds nice." I checked in under the name 'Markman'. The room had high ceilings with flowing silky curtains draped across the ceiling-to-floor window. The beds were made up with crisp ivory sheets and over-stuffed pillows that smelled fantastic. The window overlooked the city. It seemed alive, even at these dark hours. Gerard threw himself face first onto the fresh-smelling sheets.

"Hey, Frank?"

"Yes, Gerard."

"Merry Christmas." I gasped. I had no idea today was Christmas. I collapsed next to him.

"You're the only thing I asked for. Despite all the crazy shit going on in both if our lives right now, you're the calm in my storm." He smiled.

"I love you, Frank."

"I love you too, my special snowflake."