xoGee (Frerard)

3: Late Night Conversations

Gerard clumsilly stumbled through the front door that evening, being louder than he intended to be.

Lights flickered on, but Gerard wasn't the one doing it. Mikey stood in the hallway, his hand against the on and off switch.

"Mikey, why aren't you in bed right now?" Gerard was convinced that his family wouldn't even notice him coming home this late. He thought he could get away with the sex hair and the smell of sex that lingered around him.

"You weren't at Ryan's, where were you?"

Gerard was surprised his brother even cared about that. He lied constantly and it never seemed to bother Mikey. So why did it now?

"Yes, I was," Gerard continued the circle of lies he had always been drowning himself in.

"Oh come on, Gee," Mikey hissed, "You smell like sex and there is literal semen in your hair. I'm pretty sure you don't have casual sex with your best friend."

Gerard blushed at the thought. Ryan and him had shared a few kisses before, but he could never see himself having sex with his friend. "Okay, I was at Dallon's."

"Why do you keep doing this?"

Gerard frowned. "Doing what?"

"Sleeping around. Everybody knows about it. My friends all laugh at you for blowing anyone who is willing in the bathroom stalls. Most of the time I'm embarrased to call you my brother."

Gerard pushed passed Mikey and made his way up the stairs, trying to hide the tears that made their way to the surface. "I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment. I thought at least my own brother of all people wouldn't think of me as just a whore."

Mikey looked defeated at his brother's back. "Gee..."

"Goodnight, Micheal." And with that he left Mikey in the hallway on his own, only slightly regretting his words.

***

Gee 💕😘: hi frankie you still up?

Frank 🎸: yeah but the question is why are you still up

Gee 💕😘: i couldnt sleep whats your excuse

Frank 🎸: i always go to bed really late thats all

Frank 🎸: whyd u text me this late?

Gee 💕😘: just wanted to talk to someone who doesnt judge me for all the wrong reasons

Frank 🎸: hey are you okay?

Gee 💕😘: yeah nvm it was stupid to text you

Gee 💕😘: ill just go sleep now

Frank 🎸: no wait

Frank 🎸: im sorry lets just talk okay?

Gee 💕😘: what about?

Frank 🎸: maybe we can just get to know each other a bit more

Gee 💕😘: idk..

Frank 🎸: dont u want to know me?

Gee 💕😘: no thats not it

Gee 💕😘: i dont want u to know me

Gee 💕😘: im just not as great as youd expect and im sorry for that

Frank 🎸: Gee i like u youre amazing

Frank 🎸: like from what youve shown me you seem like a great person

Gee 💕😘: lets just talk about something else, okay?

***incoming call from Frank🎸***

"Hello," Gee spoke through his phone

"Wow," was all Frank said.

"Frank? What is it?"

Frank was glad Gee couldnt see him through the phone since he was blushing. "I just... Your voice, it's beautiful."

This time Gee was the one who started blushing. "Frank, now you're just saying things."

"Am not."

Gerard sighed. "Why did you call me in the first place?"

"I just thought it would be easier talking like this, you know. I know it's a bit scarier but conversation goes faster and I get your full attention this way."

Gerard had to admit, Frank was right. "Alright mister 'wanting to get to know each other a bit more'. Tell me what you wanna know."

"Well you told me about how you like art, tell me a little bit about it," Frank said with genuine interest.

"Well, I don't know. Most of the time it's just me doodling these weird characters and making up their backstories. I really like creating new superheroes. Like I have this one guy who uses an ouija board to contact dead superheroes and they possess him and he gets all the powers. I really wanna do something with comics later in life."

Frank was in awe, hearing Gee talk so passionately about something he really cared about makes his heart beat a bit faster. "Maybe you could show me sometime."

"Maybe I could." Gerard smiled to himself. It was strange how he felt so comfortable talking to Frank. He barely knew the guy and here he was ranting about something so close to him that even his brother doesn't get to see it all. "What about you Frank. Tell me about your musical talent."

Frank cuckled. "I wouldn't call it talent. I just really like writing songs. My grandpa used to be a drummer in a band. He wished for me to follow the same path of drummer, but I prefer the guitar."

"Can you play something for me right now?"

"I wish I could, but I wouldn't want to wake my parents up at an hour like this."

"Mhmm, you're probably right," Gerard said a bit sleepily.

"Maybe another time?"

"Definetely."

It was silent for a bit, both comfortable with just listening to the other breathe.

"You know, Gee?"

"Mhmm?"

"You should probably sleep. You sound a bit tired."

"But I don't wanna sleep," Gee said, only slightly sounding like a toddler.

"We both have school tomorrow," Frank stated.

"Ugh, don't remind me."

"I'm gonna hang up and you are going to sleep right after, okay?"

Gee sighed. "Alright. Good night, Frankie. Thank you."

"For what?"

"Listening."

Frank smiled to himself. "Good night, Gee. Sleep well."

Frank was the one to hang up, leaving Gee with the phone to his ear, listening to the silence he was left with.

After a few seconds he dropped his phone and put it on his bedside table.

He crawled further underneath the soft blankets and smiled.

He was glad Frank texted him in all innocence. He was happy that he now had someone to talk to.

Most of all, he was glad that Frank made him forget.

***

Here's a chapter to let you know I'm not dead.

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