Downstairs (frerard)

The picnic

   "Please, Gee! We haven't been outside in over twenty-four hours!"

   Gerard rolls his eyes, walking past Frank to get something from the kitchen. 

   "You're making it seem like you just want to take a walk in the park. It's almost midnight Frank, and i don't like going outside anyways."

   Just as the older boy was about to open the fridge to see if there's anything to snack on, Frank grabbed his hand. Grerard turned back to him, a fond look in his eyes.

   "Why don't you like going outside, Gerard?"

   Gerard squeezes Franks hand a little, smiling softly.

   "I just don't like crowds. Or people in general."

   Frank lets out a small laugh.

   "That's why I'm suggesting this now! There's nobody out there at this time, let's have a picnic. I know a place."

   After Frank catches a glimpse of the uncertain look in Gerard's eyes, he grabs his other hand too, swings their joined hands slowly between them, and speaks up again.

   "I'll buy us some alchohol-free wine, and you can get us a pizza. It'll be like our first date!"

   Just as Gerard was about to object to that, Frank interrupted him.

   "Without any actual couple stuff, of course."

   Gerard visibly warms up to the idea.

   "I'll get us blankets to sit on, you go grab my wallet from downstairs."

   Frank beams, and heads to the basement.

   When they've finally packed everything they need for their midnight picnic, and Gerard closes the door behind them, the entire town seems to have gone to sleep. Gerard laces his fingers together with Frank's. 

   "Lead the way, pumpkin."

   Walking through the chilly streets of belleville during such a quiet night as the orange street lamps light the way is a magical experience, and there is nobody in this world Gerard would rather share this woth, than Frankie. It wasn't freezing, but it was cold enough for their breaths to be almost foggy. It felt like it was halloween alteady, walking down the road with a coat on, holding Frank's warm hand, looking at the pitch black sky above them... it was a perfect night for their first date.

    After they bought their wine and pizza, Frank takes the lead, and starts walking Gerard towards a huge suburbia area. The narrow two-way asphalt streets are darker, since there aren't many street lights in suburbias like this, the ones that are big, next to a forest, in a lonelier part of the town. The darkness brings a creepy vibe to their walk, like someone was behind them, but they both enjoy scary things, so they just start a conversation about classic vampire movies, and continue. 

   As they get deeper into the suburbian labyrinth, Gerard starts suspecting that they're lost. Why are they here anyways? Isn't there a forest near the walmart they bought the wine from? Why this place? Why-

   Gerard's slight panic settles down when Frank points to their left and announces:

   "We're here!"   

    Gerard sighs, relieved, and looks in the direction the yonger boy is pointing in. It's a church. A white, small church that looks like it's been there for a long time, despite the good condition it's in. The dark trees tower over it like they're sheltering it, keeping their sanctuary from the eyes of humanity. 

   Gerard looks back at Frank, and sees the excited look in his eyes, like a dog waiting for a pat.

   "It's gorgeous, Frankie."

   Frank grins, and let's go of Gerard's hand.

   "I'll race you there!"

   Frank starts running, and Gerard barely has any time to react. As soon as he realises what's going on, he sprints after the smaller boy.

   "Come back you little shit, i don't even know where we're going!"

   Turns out there's a graveyard behind the church. A very large one, and it continues on into the deep forest. And Frank is nowhere to be seen. So he wants to play, huh?

   "Fraaaaaankie!"

   Gerard calls out, smirking as he slowly walks through the cemetery. He checks behind the gravestones, keeping an eye out, in case Frank tries to jumpscare him. 

   "Where are you?"

   Gerard puts down his backpack, walking towards the forest. This is a game. Who'll get scared first? The older boy is confident in his victory until he hears a noise from the treebranch above him. 

   Something lands down directly in front of him, and Gerard's blood turns cold as he stumbles back, falling in the slightly wet grass. Then he hears someone laugh. That fucking punk!

   Frank stands up from where he landed, still giggling, and offers Gerard a hand. The older boy grabs it, and pulls himself up.

   "Isn't this place great?"

   Gerard gets over losing quickly when Frank mentions the graveyard. 

   "Yeah! It's just the right amount of scary for a couple like us."

    They walk back to the backpack, and get their things out. Gerard spreads the blankets on the neatly cut grass, and Frank opens the wine. There are no stars in the sky tonight. It heps the creepy vibe of the place, making the white church look lonelier in the darkness of the night. 

   As they lay there silently, holding hands while eating their pizza, Gerard asks something that has been bugging him.

   "How did you find this place?"

   Frank smiles, glancing at Gerard before looking back up at the black sky.

   "I live around here. I didn't have a lot to do as a kid, so i just explored the town on my bike, and i quickly discovered this place. I used to play hide and seek here, by myself. I know every place in this town."

   "How do you play hide and seek by yourself?"

   "Okay, maybe it wasn't actually just me, but i was the only one who knew we were playing. I stole toys from a bully who lived next to this place, and then i hid in here. He always came looking for me, but he never found me."

   Gerard laughs and grabs the wine bottle, taking a swing out of it as if it's vodka. He makes a face.

   "That's disgusting."

   He takes another drink out of it, and offers Frank some. They drink in peace, the dark gravestones surrounding their endless night. The wind isn't blowing, and the only sound heard in the cemetery is their quiet breathing.

   With Frank, time flies by, but a moment lasts forever.

Yay, it's a little longer! This fic will be finished soon, but i'll start a new one, so i won't be gone forever. I hope this isn't too serious, i'm not a very funny person, and i was trying to write about the scenery more. That's proabably because it's kind of Gerard's pov? That's how i think he thinks, maybe. Or that's just how i think. The latter is more likely.

-Me