Summertime ~ Frerard

Ice Cream ~ 14

Song(s): cemetery drive, mcr

I sit quietly at my desk, a cigarette between my lips, a pen in my hand.

I start to fidget with the small object, concentrating on the piece of paper in front of me.

I take the last drag out of the cigarette, and throw its remains in the trash can.

I add some details to the drawing of Josh I'm doing, but it doesn't convince me.

I give up on drawing him, and slam my sketchbook shut.

I hear a notification from my phone, startling me.

Frankie <3: Do you want to go somewhere today? I'm bored
LemonGee: I was planning of staying at home today, but sure
Frankie <3: I'll be over in an hour or so

I switch off my phone, and look at the clock on my bedside table. It's one forty seven.

I get up, and stretch a little. I have enough time to take a shower.

~~~

I sit at my desk again, mindlessly scrolling through instagram.

There's a soft knock at my door, and before I can ask who's knocking, the door opens, and Frank comes inside the room.

His eyes are expertly circled with eyeliner and he has his lip ring in.

"Is that my shirt?" I ask, looking at the way the fabric hangs off of his body, engulfing him.

I've been looking for it for the past week, and that little shit took it.

"Yes, it is. Hello to you too by the way" he sasses back.

"Well, hi Frank, uh, where the fuck did you take that?" I ask back, and he shrugs in response.

"It appeared in my backpack one day and I didn't question it, anyways, do you have any ideas on what we could do?" He replies, as I get up from my chair.

"Maybe go for a walk in the city centre? There's this ice cream shop that just opened and Mikey says it's good." I suggest, and he nods

"Sounds good" he replies with a shrug, before adding "Anyways, I'm paying today, no excuses"

"We'll see. Now, let's go. Pete and Mikey are in the other room and mom's not home" I say, quickly repressing the thought of the time I walked in on them "I don't want to accidentally walk in on them again"

He giggles, and grabs my hand, leading us outside of the room

~~~

We walk hand in hand through one of the streets of the city centre.

We're both silent, observing our surroundings.

The people around us don't seem to care about the fact that we're holding hands.

"Do plants have feelings?" Frank suddenly asks, looking at me

"What the fuck Frank?" I reply, confused.

"I don't know. I was getting sick of staying quiet" he says, and I shake my head

"Frank, baby, you could have said anything else" I say, smiling.

"Did you just call me baby?" He asks, and I nod in response

"Yeah, I did, why?" I reply, confused.

"I like that" he says, getting on his tip toes to kiss me on the cheek.

"Anyways, we're almost there" I say, feeling a slight blush coat my cheeks from the unexpected affection.

"Aw, did I make you blush?" He teases, smiling.

"Yes, you did, shut up" I sass back, and he starts laughing.

"Aw baby, come here" he says, and gently cups my face, pecking me on the lips.

"What was that for?" I ask "Not that I'm complaining"

"You looked so cute I couldn't help myself" he explains, and I feel myself blush harder

"Shut up" I mumble, and he starts laughing again.

"I love making you blush" He says, as his laugh dies down into a smile.

"Anyways, that ice cream shop is just behind the corner, let's go" I say, changing subject.

I take his hand again, and we start walking towards the shop.

I hold open the door for him, and he dramatically says "thank you, my saviour" before bursting in a fit of giggles

I shake my head at the interaction, and silently hope that the girl behind the counter wasn't listening.

"Hello, may I take you order?" She asks sweetly, smiling.

"Yeah, uh, I'd like an oreo and strawberry cone please, and you Frank?" I say, as he walk up to me, and takes my hand

"The same as him, please" he says politely, and the girl nods.

"That'll be five dollars" she says, handing us the sweets.

Frank wordlessly pulls out his wallet, and pays the girl.

"Thank you, goodbye" she says cheerfully, as we exit the shop.

"Gee, careful. It's going to drip all over your hand" he says, as he bites into his food.

We decide to sit on a bench by the shop, our hands still intertwined. He doesn't seem to want to let go anytime soon.

We quickly finish our ice creams, happy, satisfied smiles making their way on our lips.

"What do you want to do now?" I ask, and he shrugs.

"I don't know? Maybe walk around for a bit?" He suggests, and I nod.

We get up, and I gently wrap my arm around his hips in a side hug.

He leans his head against my shoulder, as he hugs me back.

"Your shoulder is soft" he mumbles, as we start to walk towards one of the calmer streets.

"Thank you?" I say, unsure.

"It's a compliment" he sasses back.

I shouldn't even ask anymore.

~~~

I walk him to his front door, the warm hues of the setting sun casting perfect shadows on his olive skin.

"I had fun today" he says briefly "but there's one thing I'd like to do"

"What?" I ask, confused.

He cups my face, and pulls me down for a kiss.

Before I can process what's happening, I hear a scream

"What the hell are you doing with my son?"

~~~
A/n i know, i'm a bad person lol