Famous Last Words || FRERARD

15

The instance with Frank's mother left him grounded, no leaving the house, no phone (a.k.a. No fanfic) and no Gee. But that wouldn't stop Frank, of course. Nothing could, not even fate itself. Which is what brings us to a few minutes ago, when Gee ran out of their house to escape their father's anger, down the street until they couldn't run anymore. Which, coincidentally, was right around Frank's house. The sun was just rising, the hands on the clock just hardly scraping six, and Gee doubted that Frank would be up, but the light on in the upper window of Frank's house told him otherwise. Frank had been up since three, furiously scribbling down some lyrics that had been floating around in his head for hours. His guitar had been taken, which he hardly played these days anyway; the sound of his voice drove him nuts. It made him want to rip his fucking vocal cords out, so hence why music didn't seem like an option. Grabbing a pebble from Frank's gravelled sidewalk, Gee threw it at the window as hard as they could, which wasn't very hard. They was a bit weak from not eating for a while, and they could really feel the limitations growing stronger, but the moment two gorgeous hazel eyes peered out the window at him, they forgot every single bit of it.

"Hey, beautiful." Gee commented, winking at Frank, who only raised an eyebrow at him.

"Bitch, what the fuck are you doing at my house? It's six am."

"Actually, it's six 'o two. I was on a morning run. What exactly are you doing up at this fine hour?"

"You were running in combat boots?" Gee looked down at their boots and silently cursed to himself. They'd fallen asleep in that outfit last night, so it's not like they had time to change when their father was screaming at him. "Bullshit. But I was up writing, for your information."

Gee paused before replying, biting their lip for a moment before looking up at Frank with squinted eyes from the sun. "You wanna get out of here?"

"Fuck yeah. Hold on."

Frank retreated into the room, grabbing a sweatshirt and locking his door before climbing out the window, closing it silently behind him. From there, he jumped on top of a shed and down on to the ground, walking over to Gee and bowing as the other applauded.

"That was kind of impressive."

"Only took eight years, but I've been sneaking out like that since I figured it out." A pause. "So, where are we going?"

"I was thinking a movie. You in?"

"Only if it's good."

"Oh don't worry. I've got one in mind."

Frank found out once they got to the movie theater that Gee's idea of a 'good movie' was a cheesy romance. They had bought some popcorn and candy, which Frank was currently shoveling into his mouth, as was Gee, in true teenage-boys fashion. The straight couple™ on the big screen exchanged some cheesy dialogue and kissed, Gee making a soft 'Awww' noise while Frank gagged.

"What? I think that's cute!"

"You, the edge lord I-drink-tears-of-children, think that's cute?"

"Yup."

"Nasty."

"I personally love it, so shut up."

"It's so...straight though."

"Want me to fix that?"

"Oh please, go ahead."

Gee turned to Frank, setting down the popcorn and tucking their hair behind their ear. They gave Frank their best glisten-eyes, pretty boy look and smiled softly. "I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you."

Frank snorted, laughing and blushing like crazy. "Alright, Augustus."

"Did I woo you?"

"Depends; are you gonna kiss me?"

"Depends."

"Hm."

"Depends on if you can tell me what this movie is called."

"It's...uh....constellation error....or something. Yeah. Constellation Error."

"Nice try. No kiss for you."

"What? Come on. Please?"

"Nope."

"Seriously?"

"Yup."

"Seriously seriously?"

"Nope. Kiss me, nerd." Frank cupped his hand around Frank's cheek, bringing the other's face to his as he pressed his lips to Gee's. It was like someone took a sledge hammer to Frank's heart over and over, because it was beating like crazy as he gently moved his lips against the other's. Gee's breath caught in their throat, their heart practically stopping at the contact. It felt amazing, even if they knew other people were staring in disgust. Fuck them; They were kissing, and they were enjoying it, and even if they weren't together, they were happy together. Frank had completely forgotten about the movie, as had Gee, and before they knew it, it was over. They had pulled away from each other a while ago, but the kiss still lingered on their lips, electricity crackling from where the other had so recently been.

The walk home was silent, up until they were outside of Gee's house. They sighed softly, staring hesitantly at the prison of a house they knew they'd have to enter soon. "So, what are we, exactly?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we're not dating, but that was kind of a date, and-"

"You said it yourself, Gee. We're not dating."

"Well, I mean, we could. If you wanted."

Frank looked off into the distance, sighing too and absentmindedly scratching at his arm with the opposite hand. God, he just wanted to peel off all his skin and show who he was underneath; A good enough boyfriend for Gee, one who was cisgender and confident and happy. But unfortunately, that wasn't possible. "Yeah, we could. But I wouldn't be able to make you happy."

"You make me happy now, Frankie."

"Hmm. Let's see about that once I'm not grounded." And with a wink and a smirk, Frank was off, reducing Gee to a blushing, wow-I'm-gay mess. 

(A/N)

Enjoy the gay. No angst this chapter, only fluff. The next few chapters are gonna be fluffy too but with some angst sprinkled in bc I literally can't go more than one chapter without making everything depressing. *shrug*