NO SIGNAL // FRERARD

thirty nine

okay okay so i think this is going to be the last chapter but fear not! i am planning on a sequel alright?? it's going to be lit great! it will focus on rikey/petekey and gerard helping little frankie noodle with the big scary mean people who were in chapter twenty or something like that

and also it's gonna bring in more of bob because i actually really like bob and i feel like he was a good dude in this story and he should have been given more attention y'know??

anyways, please comment title ideas for the next story!! i might name it something themed around texting again but i'm not sure, maybe new message? idk

but anyways thanks for nearly a thousand reads (on quotev) and nearly two hundred (on wattpad), love y'all

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"Do you want to uh, maybe, do you want to stay the night?" Frank managed to force out, his words getting stuck in his throat with nervousness and uncertainty and he squeezed Gerard's hand. Frank felt a little self conscious, his hands were rough and ragged whilst Gerard's were smooth and soft.

Gerard smiled and nodded, "Yea, of course I would. I'll sleep here on the couch." He said gently, running his thumb over Frank's hand, with no intention of letting go any time soon.

"No, you can take the bed and I'll sleep on the couch, I don't mind, you should get the more comfy sleeping thing-"

"-Or we could just share the bed?" Gerard interrupted, raising an eyebrow whilst sending a sly wink to Frank. The raven haired boy felt his face flush a deep red before his nodded, heart thudding louder than before if that was even possible. Gerard could probably hear it, hear how loud Frank's heart was pounding and he could also probably see the hot blush on Frank's cheeks.

"Yea, we can share. I don't mind." Frank looked up and smiled brightly, eyes closing into slits. His cheeks were burning, his neck felt hot. He felt like he was on fire but it wasn't the painful kind. He was burning, burning brighter than a star like he was walking on air and he was burning up like a match to Gerard's flame.

Gerard nodded, "Alright, it's already kind of late." He stated, eyes turning from Frank's to look at their entwined hands. They looked like a couple and were pretty much a couple especially since they acted like one, any outsider look like a young couple that were adorably in love with each other.

Frank stood up slowly without letting go of Gerard's hands, "Do you want to go sleep? We can uh, we can have the day out tomorrow or day in and chill." He said whilst tugging at Gerard's hands. The taller male stood up and nodded, "That would be nice, Frank."

'Oh my he's so beautiful-'

Frank let out a slow sigh of happiness as he lead the way through his house to the bedroom where he gulped, he had forgotten that his room was a little bit on the messy side. Even if he had tried to clean it a little. He heard Gerard chuckle a little and turned to see him smiling.

"My room is a tip compared to yours, I like your room." Gerard said, patting Frank on the head. Frank blushed and nodded, kicking some old clothes into a corner.

"I uh, I don't usually sleep with anything on except boxers." Frank said slowly, "But I'll wear clothes if that makes you uncomfortable?" He asked, cocking his head to one side and waiting for Gerard to respond. Gerard was still smiling.

"Me too! I only ever wear boxers and on occasion I wear socks if my feet are cold." He smiled at him and patted Frank on the head and smiled politely. "I mean, if you don't mind I'll just take my stuff off now..?" Gerard's question trailed off as his lips parted a little.

Frank nodded slowly, "I'll do the same, it would be nice to get an early night after all."

'I'm getting in bed with him, I'm getting in bed with him, Oh my G o d I'm getting in bed and I'm going to be sleeping next to him in the same bed and our legs will probably touch and what if it's perfect and he leans in and our lips tou-'

Frank's thoughts went blank as he watched Gerard take a few steps forehead and pull off his hoodie and let it drop. He wasn't wearing anything under the hoodie. 'Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.' Frank gulped loudly then realized he should do the same, so Gerard didn't notice how much Frank was just staring and in complete awe of his body.

Frank's blush deepened as he took of his jeans, his socks and stood in his top, taking it off slowly. When he looked up, Gerard was already on the bed and sent a ver calculated, flirty wink to Frank. Blood rushed faster to Frank's face as stammered, taking off his top and walking over to the door, closing it and flicking off the lights as he did so. His legs shivered a little as he walked over to the bed and slid under the covers, shuffling backwards and yelping a little as he felt Gerard shuffle forwards to meet him in the middle.

They were spooning.

'o h m y g o d h e' s b e hind me he's - ah his arms oh my god he's hugging m e e e e E EE E -'

Frank was internally squealing and screaming as he felt a bare arm against his waist that tugged him backwards, Frank let out a soft, contented sigh as he snuggled backwards into Gerard's torso and body and let himself calm down and enjoy the feeling of their bare, naked skin against each other.

"Night, Frankie."

"Night, Gee."

They both stayed awake, both thinking of the other and what would happen tomorrow. They both thought of their feelings to one another and both had flushed faces as they thought of who they shared a bed with.

Soon, however. Frank was asleep. His breathing had slowed and his warm body temperature had dropped slightly. Gerard hummed softly and nuzzled in closer, not worrying as much about whether Frank would react badly or not. Gerard pressed a gentle kiss onto the back of Frank's neck before his grip tightened a little and he too allowed himself to be lulled into sleep.