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"oh, um, wh-what're you-" frank stutters, and gerard smirks at him.

"i don't think you left class to go to the bathroom, did ya'?" gerard's eyes twinkle, the pretty orbs swirling with mischief.

"sh-shut up," frank grumbles, crossing his arms as he feels heat creeping up his neck.

"you know, you're even cuter in real life," gerard says, taking a step towards the smaller boy, who narrows his eyes.

"sh-shut u-u-up," frank sniffs, the red now coating his cheeks. gerard grins at him, taking another step closer.

"it's true, though," he grins, "and the stutter makes it even more so."

"y-youre just a-a fuck b-boy," frank says, "a-and a-a p-perv-vert."

"hey, i'm not gonna deny either of those," gerard takes another step, "but you didn't deny that i'm super hot," the taller boy's smirk widens, and he takes another step, now almost pressing again frank.

"i-i said sh-shut u-up," frank looks away, pulling his hands up to his chest, creating a barrier between them.

"god, you're so fucking cute," gerard murmurs, his hands resting on frank's hips.

"d-don't t-t-touch m-me," frank says, the close proximity making him flustered. gerard chuckles, his hot breath hitting frank's face, and it smells delicious.

like grape bubblegum and coffee.

frank gasps, tying to step backwards, but gerard just moves with him. the taller leans down and kisses frank behind the ear, soft and quick, and frank sharply breathes in.

"like?" gerard asks, and frank uses his hands to shove gerard away.

"s-said d-don't t-t-touch," he says, and gerard licks his lips, smiling.

"you got it, babe," he winks, and frank continues to blush, crossing his arms.

"'m g-gonna g-g-go b-back to cl-class n-now," frank says as fierce as he can, making gerard chuckle, biting his lip.

"okay, sweetheart."

"d-don't look a-at m-me l-like th-that," he says, just as ferce, and gerard's smile widens.

"like what?" gerard tilts his head like a puppy, his hair flopping downwards adorably.

"l-like th-that," he says, and gerard grins at him again.

"thought you were going back to class, hm babe?" the taller raises his eyebrows questioningly, and frank narrows his eyes again.

"sh-shut u-up," he glares, before turning around and stomping out of the bathroom.

"talk to you later, darling!" gerard calls after the small boy, who flips him off over his shoulder, making gerard chuckle.

"sh-shut u-up!" he calls back, and gerard bites his lip.

"wait, frank!" he calls, and frank rolls his eyes, turning back to the taller boy.

"wh-what?" he snaps, and gerard suppresses a giggle.

"are you gonna come watch me perform tonight?" he asks, and smirks at frank. "after all, you said i-"

"i-i kn-know v-v-very w-well wh-what i s-said," frank says, making gerard chuckle. "a-and i'm o-only g-goin 'c-cause b-bren w-wants to g-go w-w-with d-dal."

"you mean brendon urie?" gerard asks, and frank nods. "no way! he's one of my best friends."

"g-good f-f-for y-you," frank says, turning back around and stomping down the corridor.

"see you tonight then, babe!" gerard calls after him, and frank hunches his shoulders when people stare at him, trying to see who gerard way is calling babe.