Frerard Oneshots

The Boy Known as Iero.

HI. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long! We just hit 20,000 reads! I've been having major writers block. So I'm just gonna see how it goes. Alright? Okay enjoy! ☺️❤

It was just another normal day of work for Gerard. Walking out in the sunshine, looking around at the birds chirping and the kids playing in their yards down the street. He would look around and see all of the smiling faces. Never missing one opportunity to smile back and make someone's day.

Every morning he would go hang around a filthy bar downtown called Blitz. He would go around back and await his daily text message. He got this message every day at around 8 am. And what was on this text message you may be asking yourself? Well it was a message with a very detailed list of people Gerard had to kill that day.

Yes, you heard correctly. Gerard way was a hitman. And he loved it all. He never cared about how it must feel for the person getting killed. He just loved the adrenaline, the rush it gave him when he finished his daily task. That's all it was, a task. He's never had to hunt down anyone he knew personally, he still probably would've done it just to get the money afterwords.

As he stood with his back against the brick wall behind Blitz smoking a cigarette, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He grabbed it and glanced at the name. James Deweez. "Right on time." He opened the message and read the names of each person who was next.

Pete Wentz (27).
Patrick stump (26).
Ray Toro (27).
Bob Bryor (27).

He shook his head to himself and put out his cigarette, ready to get his day started. He knew he had to get started quick if he wanted to meet his goal for today. He went back to his house just to grab a few essentials for the tasks ahead.

He grabbed some hand guns and extra amo just in case they try to fight. Most of them do, but never succeed. Also grabbed a gun with a silencer yet to be more stealthy. He also grabbed a knife and duct tape. You could never be too sure.

He closed his basement where he kept all of his tools and locked it. Then he left the house and was on his way to see his first victim: Pete Wentz. To Gerard's surprise he was hanging around two other victims: Patrick and Ray.

Gerard parked his car down the street underneath a large oak tree. He grabbed his guns and left the car.

About 30 minutes later he was already back in the car with not a drop of blood on him. He just hopped in and drove off without anyone saying a word. That's how good he is at his job. He can kill three men in a park and not one person overheard it take place.

Now it was time for his last victim of the day, Bob Bryor. He ended up driving a few miles down the nearest highway when he came upon Bob's tiny house. He saw that Bob's blue car was in the driveway as usual. He looked around before parking beside the house.

Making little to no noise, he grabbed his 9 millimeter handgun and left the car. Having no one outside made this a whole lot easier. Gerard saw that Bob had a few cherry blossom trees in his yard. They looked pretty and smelt okay. But he never would've thought Bob to be the loving type. Not for long.

Gerard knew that he couldn't just walk in the front door. That wouldn't be very smart. He walked around each side of the house looking for open windows. He found one that looked to be in the bathroom. He jiggled the locks from the outside and quietly slide it open.

He slowly slide head first into it and caught himself before he fell into the bath. Once he did, he made sure to lock the window back in case of any suspicious people around. Gerard looked around the bathroom and noticed a pack of cigarettes on the sink. From his research, Bob doesn't smoke, at least not for a long time. Who's were these?

As soon as he placed them back down, he heard another voice that didn't resemble Bobs at all. But a younger boy with a kind of raspy cute voice. Someone else was here.

"Well maybe we should have a little fun then huh?" He thought to himself as he hid behind the shower curtain, waiting for his prey to arrive.

Gerard stayed as quiet as possible in the shower. He slowed his breathing down to it being barely audible. He began thinking of different motives and ideas on what he would do with the other person. He thought about killing them too, one more for that day wouldn't be a bad thing. Or he thought about kidnapping him and killing him later.

It was in this moment when his train of thought was broken by slow footsteps marching towards the bathroom. Gerard had to think quick.

The door slowly opened towards Gerard. He wasn't able to see this mystery person just yet. It was then that he heard the person speak.

"Yo bob, where did you hide my cigarettes man? I need a smoke break. You've kicked my ass at that fucking game three times already. I'm stressing the fuck out dude."

He heard a grunt from what he guessed was the living room. "Iero they're in there, shit. Calm down and take a puff or ten." He heard the boy laugh a bit as he shut the door and yelled a "thank you you asshole" to bob.

Gerard slowly peaked from behind the shower curtain and was instantly taken aback. Whoever this boy was, he was attractive. He had short, messy black hair. He was shorter than Gerard was and had a lip and nose piercing and a bunch of tattoos.

They always fascinated Gerard even if he was too scared of needles to get any. He didn't know what to do, whether he should just grab him or look at him. Gerard could see just how beautiful this boy was in the mirror. He also might have glanced down a few times to look at the booty. He couldn't protest.

It was in that moment that Gerard knew what he would do. Something he knew he could do. Or at least try to do.

Fall in love with this boy.

He could come back and kill Bob any day. He's been wanting to do that for months now. It wouldn't be awful to just wait a bit longer right?

So Gerard stood in the shower waiting patiently. He waited until the boy who's name he somewhat knows currently as Iero, left the bathroom. He slid out of the window with a multitude of thoughts messing with his head. He knew he shouldn't even try but then again, why not? He's been lonely all his life. Maybe having a boyfriend could change that.

But what will iero think if he finds out Gerard's choice of work? "Well.." He thought as he drove home. "I'll just have to make sure he'll never find out."

To be continued...

I'm sorry don't kill me! I've been in major writers block lately and I've been trying to write but it's not good enough. Blah blah. So here's FINALLY an update. I like it so far. We'll just have to see where it goes! Love you all!♥️♥️
XoxoAly