Famous Last Words || FRERARD

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"KIDS! DINNER!" Mrs. Iero called, setting the table for herself as well as the two teenagers, who were borderline adults and really were more so than kids. Frank walked down first, baggy hoodie that his mother hated on as usual with Gerard close behind. His hair was a bit messed up, but she tried not to pay too much attention to it. They couldn't have been kissing, after all, because Gerard was gay....right? Whatever the case, Linda Iero did not want to try and wrap her head around it.

"Oh! I completely forgot to ask! Do you have any allergies, Gerard?"

"Nope! Well, cats, but it appears as though you don't have any."

"Thank goodness!" The boys sat down next to each other on one side of the table, Linda sitting down on the other side in an almost symbolic way; The starcrossed best friends on one side, the naysayer on the other.

They are mostly in silence afterwards, as a typical dysfunctional family does. Frank's mother threw a few conversation starters out there, but neither of the teens took the bait. Until, of course, Mrs. Iero finally figured out a 'good' conversation topic. And of course, what was 'good' in her brain probably ruined the entire night more than it was already.

"So, do you have a boyfriend, Gerard?" Frank nearly spit out his spaghetti at that point because holy shit, she was not asking this right now.

"No, actually. I'm single."

"Really? Well, I would try to set up you and Faith, but I understand she's not your...biological type."

"Shut up, mom." Frank mumbled through gritted teeth, glaring at the woman.

"Well actually, he's the most attractive female I've ever met."

"She's. Not he's, she's."

"No, I meant 'he's'."

"My daughter isn't some tranny. Don't call her one."

"Shut up, mom." Frank growled this time, clenching his fist around his fork.

"Your son is a tranny, Mrs. Iero. And I think I ought to be going now." Gerard stood up, setting down his utensils and approaching the door. "And I think I should take my boyfriend with me too. You coming, Frank?"

Frank stood up and walked over to the door, putting as his shoes as Gerard did as well. Mrs. Iero made something close to the windows error noise as the two boys left. She could never have expected this to happen, not in this Catholic household.

Meanwhile, the two were walking back to Gerard's house, the early sunset over the skyline lighting their way with brash shades of oranges and reds and yellows. The sky looked like it was on fire, and god, that's how Frank's heart felt.

"So, just as I thought, your Mother actually is the epitome of a Christian transphobe."

"Actually, we're Catholic, but that doesn't even really make a difference. She's still an asshat."

"Agreed."

A few beats of silence passed, Frank staring at the sunset as they walked, and Gerard staring at Frank's perfect, well, everything. Feeling a little brave, Frank held his hand out to Gerard to hold, moving his gaze to their hands, which Gerard joined, weaving their fingers together. It felt...right. Even though they weren't together, it still felt great; The magic of a shooting star, only feeling that every time you meet someone's eyes. That's what they felt. Even though there were shadows all around, both figuratively and literally, they were still there for each other, through the dark uncertainty.

Gerard's house came around quickly, and they paused just outside, Gerard smirking a bit down at the much shorter boy as he began to speak.

"So, I guess it's my stop."

"Yeah. I guess it is."

"Do I get a kiss goodnight, or...?"

"Well first, I want to know. What you said back there, a-about me being your boyfriend....Did you really mean it?"

"Did you just stutte-"

"Answer the goddamn question, Way."

"No, I guess. Not really."

"Oh..."

"Frank, please. You wish you could tap this."

"W- Hey, isn't that my line?"

Gerard only laughed, making a show of bending over to kiss Frank on the forehead. "Good night, funsize."

Frank growled as Gerard ran towards his house, still laughing at the shorter of the two who was now yelling across the yard. "I'LL SHOW YOU FUNSIZE, BITCH." But alas, it was all in vein, because Gerard was already inside, still laughing as he made his way up to his room and watched as Frank stormed off back to his house. Cute.

Only now, Gerard felt a dropping feeling in his stomach, because whether or not he meant to, he just turned down the boy of his dreams.

Frank had asked if they were together, and he said no.

And just like that, Gerard felt like the biggest idiot in the world. How the hell could he have just said 'no' like he meant it? Because he sure as hell didn't mean it. He'd been crushing on Frank for months, even before they'd started talking, and he just said no? Contradictory to popular belief, Gerard is a fucking idiot. Actually, maybe not contradictory. It was pretty obvious to anyone who knew him well enough. He's an idiot, alright; A gay, hopeless idiot who just rejected the boy he's in love with.

Now, if it wasn't getting dark and he didn't fear waking up his alcoholic father, he probably would've been screaming some string of curses.

Good thing he has no regard for that shit.


"FUCKING FUCK I'M A FUCKING IDIOT HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK-" He yelled, grabbing a pillow and just screaming his frustration out until his throat felt like glas ready to break. And then he screamed some more, because there's no time like the present to ruin yourself. It was better than cutting himself or any of the shit he normally did to get out his frustrations, but it still hurt. Yet somehow, even though this was technically self-harm, cutting wasn't on his mind.

Huh.

Funny.

Frank had that effect on him. Loving that boy took away his pain, and simultaneously made it worse; Constantly built him up and demolished his heart, whether he meant to or not. Whether loving Frank would end up breaking him or healing him, he didn't know, but one thing was certain: He most definitely needed to make it up to Frank, because goddamnit, he needed Frank, even if Frank didn't need him.

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