romeo & juliet ; f.g

chapter ten,

thank you for 2k!! it means a lot :D anyways, smutty makeout stuff in this chapter like not full smut but some stuff gets a bit intense so ? idk be aware of that if u don't like that sort of stuff :-) !
(also please no ghost of you jokes u will see when it gets to that part ok thank)

update as of 15/12/19: removing a lot of the smutty stuff and those sorts of themes, some will remain but it will be deffffff toned down :-)

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frank swung their hands as they walked together, along the roads being now illuminated by the streetlights. gerard watched him out of the corner of his eye, smiling to himself.

"how much longer?" the shorter boy asked.

"only a little bit more, love," gerard replied, watching him. frank was glowing- his pale skin and dazzling smile lit up by the streetlights, bouncing with every step. he couldn't remember the last time he was this happy.

eventually they reached a small house. it was cute- painted a light pink with a nice garden and mowed lawns. the paint was peeling slightly, and the door looked like it was ready to pop off it's hinges, but quaint nonetheless. gerard unlocked the door, and led frank inside.

"uh- welcome to my place, i guess," gerard blushed, kicking his dirty sneakers off at the door. frank copied him, looking around at everything curiously.

"it's wonderful," frank stated, turning to smile at gerard. he smiled back nervously, watching frank as he looked around, before he paused, beginning to giggle. "oh- oh my god, is this you?" he laughed, and gerard blushed profusely, slamming the photo down onto it's face.

"shuddup," he grumbled, and frank laughed harder.

"it's wonderful- you're wonderful," frank said, before kissing gerard gently.

gerard looped his arms around frank's waist and pulled him closer, sliding his tongue over frank's bottom lip. frank sighed, parting his lips and moving his hands to rest at the nape of gerard's neck, twirling the ends of his slicked red hair around his fingers. their lips slid across each others leisurely, soft breaths leaving through frank's nose. gerard moved his mouth to frank's cheek, where he placed a small kiss, then to his jaw, where he placed to more, leading down to his neck.

frank gasped when gerard began to suck at the base of his neck, near his collarbone, but not quite. he trembled when gerard scraped his teeth across the bruised skin. he moaned when gerard licked it, and gerard laughed, his breath hot against frank's skin. frank nearly fainted, leaning on gerard and gripping his shoulders tightly.

"whoa," gerard chuckled, lifting frank up. "you okay?"

"mm," frank replied, his head a little clouded over.

"d'ya' wanna lay down?" he asked, laughing at the shorter boy, who nodded his head. gerard kept laughing, throwing an arm under franks knees and lifting him. frank squeaked, wrapping his arms around gerard's neck again.

"you- why are you carrying me?"

"i assumed you couldn't walk," gerard said, smug, and frank hit his shoulder.

"rude," he mumbled, swinging his feet. gerard carried him downstairs, into the basement, and frank laughed. "of course this is your bedroom, i bet nobody else has been in here since you were twelve," frank says when gerard puts him down on the bed, noting the action figures on the shelves and the comic books everywhere.

"ya' not wrong," gerard replied, taking his jacket off and hanging it up on his wardrobe door.

"i like your arms," frank said, looking at gerard's tank-top and smiling lazily. gerard grinned at him and sat next to him, pulling frank onto his lap. "where're your parents?"

"uh- they're not really around much," gerard said simply, and frank furrowed his eyebrows. "well, my dad was never around, 'n my mom got cancer an' since we don't got much cash we couldn't afford the treatments, so she passed away a few years ago. 'm gramma's been takin' care of me 'n mikey ever since, but she's old so we put her in a rest home. it doesn't matter though, i make money and my family owns this house, so we get by."

"i'm so sorry, gee," frank said, cupping gerard's face with his hand, trying to avoid the cut cheek.

"it's alright, frankie," he reassured frank, who looked like he wanted to cry.

"i'm sorry about what my mom said to you, too," he continued, and gerard just chuckled.

"i get it a lot, it-"

"you shouldn't get it a lot. you're so nice to everyone and you take care of everyone and you're so fantastic and i hate it that people can't see that," frank rambled, and gerard kissed his forehead.

"thank you," he murmured, pressing his lips back against frank's.

they kissed lazily for a while, gerard bracing himself and laughing against frank's mouth, kissing him back tenderly. frank's pulse was racing faster than he thought it ever had, as his hands slid under gerard's top.

it raced faster when gerard sat up and pulled it off.

frank ran his finger's down gerard's chest, breathless as he looked up at his- his what? boyfriend?

"gerard?"

"yes?"

"what are we?"

"well i like to think that we're boyfriends, but if ya' think otherwise, i'd like to hear-"

"sorry, no, i like that. a lot. it's just i haven't seen you in a while, and neither of us asked so i wasn't sure..."

"well, frank iero, would ya' do me the honor of being my boyfriend?" gerard asked, and frank pulled him down into a kiss, giggling again. "i'm taking that as a yes."

they kissed for a while more, more hickeys trailing down frank's neck and across his collarbone, (and here were even some faint ones on gerard's.) eventually, though, they ended up cuddled together, with frank pulled tight against gerard's chest, frank wrapped around gerard and drooling on him lightly in his slumber. gerard smiled while he slept.

they didn't notice when mikey and pete came back at almost two am, but when mikey came down to check on gerard, he couldn't help but smile.