EMO BAND TEXTS 2 - EMO QUARTET AU

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(Y/N) walked on stage holding something behind her back, yet the remainder of her band were absent.

(Were? Was? Idk. -Lexie)

She walked up to Raven's mic as the crowd cheered.

"...I wrote some fanfiction," she announced, revealing the packet of paper from behind her back. The crowd responded with a bunch of loud, undefinable words.

She cleared her throat and smirked as she spoke into the mic, "Frank. Hey, winky face— HEY!" She shouted as Gerard and Frank ran on stage, Gerard throwing her over his shoulder and running off stage.

"GERARD AND I DID NOT CONSENT TO THIS, I REPEAT, GERARD WAY AND I, FRANK IERO, DID NOT CONSENT TO THIS!!!" Frank shouted into the mic, then ran off stage.

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About five minutes later, (Y/N) ran back on stage.

"I GOT RAY TO LOCK THEM IN THEIR DRESSING ROOMS!" The blonde shouted, almost tripping on her heel as she ran back to Raven's mic. The crowd greeted the bassist with loud cheers.

"Thanks for that, Ray. Guess I'll have to scrap my Riley fanfiction, then..." (Y/N) laughed, flipping open the packet of paper.

"Wait WHAT?!" Mikey shouted from backstage loud enough for (Y/N) to hear, causing her to giggle a bit.

"Anyways you guys might wanna get your phones out for this," (Y/N) adjusted her leather jacket.

Frank: Hey:)

Gerard: There's only one reason why you would even be texting me right now...

Frank: Now that's a lie, you know I text you all the time no matter what

Gerard: Frank, it's fucking 3 in the morning, I know how your little friend likes to show up around that time...

Gerard sighed as he stared at the text for a while, seeing Frank grow inpatient for the answer 'yes' he so desperately wanted. And although he personally wasn't horny enough to take a picture of his dick while it was hard, he knew that hearing Frank's voice is all it would take.

Gerard: Give me a call, I need to hear you

Frank: Oh, I see;)

There was no reply from him, instead after that followed up a phone call he doesn't hesitate for a second to answer. "Hello?"

"Hey," he answered in his deep night whisper tone. "Just get straight to the point you fuck head."

Frank chuckled. "Fine. Why don't I just get on my knees as begin to slightly brush your crotch as I see you biting your lip, as I see your lower body start to twitch from how not sexually active you have been with me lately..."

"C'mon Frank, you know I have my reasons for that."

"Whatever, all I want to focus on right now is making you hard, you know? I want you to say that Frank lero is the only man on Earth ever capable of making you come with just his voice..."

"Frank lero-" he paused. "Oh c'mon Frank, it's not like anyone else is here to hear me say that."

"But I still wanna hear you say it..."

"Frank lero is the only man on Earth ever capable of making me come with just his voice... happy?"

"Very," he added. "Now imagine me slowly start to unzip your tight black jeans as the problem begins to grow bigger in size, your head leaned back against the wall. Then finally, I pull your pants down enough to see a tent form, you with me?"