Downstairs (frerard)

Gerard

"So you have been living here this entire time? I've known mikey for three years!"

   Frank is getting frustrated. He and Mikey's secret brother Gerard have been shouting at each other for five minutes. Frank is standing in the dark basement hallway with this guy who, if horror movies taught Frank anything, could very well be Mikey's evil twin. Why else would he be locked away in a fucking basement?! Even though that sounds pretty scary, Frank is not scared at all. No, he's shouting at this dark figure in front of him, and it is shouting right back.

   "How is that my fault? It's not like he's mentioned you either!"

    After arguing for another five minutes, they decide to talk like adults, so Gerard drags Frank into his creepy dark basement room. Frank let's out a gasp when Gerard turns the lights on. 

   "How many fucking comics do you own? And horror movies! Oh my god, please marry me, i'm sorry for yelling at you."

   Frank turns to Gerard, and he looks at the shorter boy with a slight smile on his face, clearly not creeped out by Frank's sudden proposal. Thank god.

   Wait. 

   OH MY GOD HIS FACE. Now that it's finally not dark, Frank can see what this guy looks like, and JESUS. It's the perfect mixture of pretty and hot. He's not that skinny, which is totally a plus for Frank since bones sticking out of people should only happen in horror movies, and pudgy guys bring joy to this world. His face is round, but he has knife sharp features. He can definetly see resembleance to Mikey, but not enough for it to be weird. Gerard is attractive in Frank's eyes in a way that Mikey never has been. Every single part of his face leaves Frank kind of mushy on the inside. A hot guy with a huge comic collection and a good taste in movies. That proposal might not be a joke anymore.

   Shit, has he been talking while Frank was planning their wedding?

   "Ummmm... i didn't quite catch that."

   Fuck. Let's hope he doesn't get too mad, or Frank might lose any chance he has of getting a sweet piece of both this guy and his rad as fuck comics.

   Thankfully, Gerard laughs it off, which just makes his amazing face look even more amazing, and asks: "Which parts did you miss?"

   Oh shit. 

   "...All of it?"

   Gerard grins.

   "That's fine. I was just saying that all you have to do is buy me dinner and i'm all yours. Also, we can watch a movie, if you want?"

   Jesus Frank, just breathe. In, and out. In and out. Okay.

   "I mean... i could order us pizza, if that counts as dinner? And a movie would be great, yeah."

   A moment of silence passes. Gerard raises his eyebrows. Fuck.

   "I didn't actually mean that "i'm all yours" thing, you know that? I-" Gerard stops and looks Frank up snd down. His eyebrows shoot up. "Wait, actually, that depends. How old are you?"

   Gerard squints his perfect eyes, and Frank might just run back upstairs. Then straight home. Then he could book a flight to Norway and live on the mountains.

   "...i'm seventeen? Eighteen in four months."

   Gerard nods.

   "Well, my offer will be back on the table in four months, then. But pizza would be great. What do you wanna watch?"

   Gerard walks to the bookshelf displaying his amazing movies, as if nothing had just happened. Eventually they settle on Dawn of the dead, and Frank orders them pizza. Even when the movie starts playing, Frank still can't ger his mind off of what Gerard said. Frank doesn't know much about this guy, but he's got a good feeling. If Gerard is serious about the four months thing, there is no way Frank isn't taking that offer.

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Yo, sorry for the short chapters, i really don't have the time to write longer ones, but when i do, i'll probably come back and add enough detail to double the word count, so watch out for that!

-Me