I am currently rewriting this, and will be reposting the previous version, as per a friend's request. Please be patient with me. I am working on chapter one at the moment. Also temporary cover lol
Gee stuck their tongue out of the side of their mouth, concentrating as they brushed their oddly-shaped charcoal pencil across the page. They had decided to give charcoal drawings a chance since nothing else had really worked when it came to drawing Frank. Every time Gee attempted to draw him, it always came out...wrong. Either the eyes were too far apart, or the chin was too round, or the whole piece just bothered him. A lot of their art was like that for them, and this piece wasn't exempt from that, because they simply growled and crumpled it up, shoving the paper in their pocket.
"Does this mean I can move yet?"
"Nope." Gee walked over and pressed their lips to Frank's in a soft, sweet kiss, smiling a bit into it as they heard noises of disgust or disgruntlement rising from the rest of the art class. "Love you." They pulled away for a moment to say it, Frank pecking the other's lips and giggling quietly.
"Love you too."
"Get a room!" Someone called from somewhere in the classroom. Frank blushed a bit and climbed down from the stool he was sitting on, brushing his hair back into place with his left hand. Gee rolled their eyes and sat down on the floor of the little alcove, leaning against the cabinets full of paint and other mischievious supplies. Frank shrugged and sat down next to them, board in hand and paper taped to it, accompanied by some pencils and a putty eraser.
"You should teach me how to draw."
"You'd be better suited learning from the actual teacher, not some imbecile covered in charcoal."
"Not that using big words isn't sexy, but I need you to use plain English."
"I'm not good enough to teach you."
"Sure you are! Just pretend you're teaching a baby or something."
"Wha- I-" They attempted to string an excuse together for a moment, sighing and finally surrendering. "Alright. You wanna draw a person?"
"Mhm!"
"Alright. First, you gotta start with a circle." Frank sketched out a circle, pressing very lightly and moving the pencil across the sheet gently.
"Okay, now what?" Gee swept a piece of their long, messy, black hair out of their face, their beautifully troubled hazel eyes staring at Frank's circle proudly. It was just a circle, sure, but they were proud nonetheless. They were just proud of Frank in general, actually. He was so sweet after everyone treated him like shit, even him at first, and yet he still wasn't as broken as Gee. He knew how to heal, which was gorgeous.
"Alright. Assuming it's a front view, You're gonna mark down a third of the height of the circle underneath it and make a little flat mark. Are you trying to draw a male or female?"
"Neither. I'm drawing a 'they', dumb-dumb." Gee blushed a bit and cleared his throat, continuing with the instructions.
"Okay. Um, men's chins are usually flatter and broader, while women's are usually thinner and pointier. If you wanna draw it somewhere in the middle, that's fine." Frank peered up at Gee for a moment before looking back down at his paper, making a little mark just as Gee had said. "Okay. Now, you're gonna draw a diagonal line on either side of the circle around two-thirds of the way down, and then another diagonal line connecting the chin to the previous line." Frank did as Gee said, clearly trying his best even though the lines were squiggly and were clearly the work of an amateur. He knew art wasn't his thing, but it very much was Gee's, and he felt oddly compelled to impress the other. If not impress, then at least be able to show he tried. "Okay, now for the eyes. You're gonna find the middle of the head and draw two little arches. Not McDonald's arches-height, but, like, little arches, you know?"
"Nope, but I'm gonna wing it."
"That usually doesn't work in art."
"Isn't art subjective?"
"More like subject to criticism 24/7, but do what you want, man." Frank looked up at Gerard again and scrunched up his nose, trying to focus as he sketched out the little lines, slowly forming facial features. He tried his best, of course, but it was hard to capture the complete beauty Gee held in their eyes, the way their hair fell perfectly in disarray, their incredibly soft lips always seemed so...perfect. Everything about them was perfect, and it honestly stumped Frank. He couldn't even try to get it on paper just how much he loved them, and how much he just wanted to kiss them until he couldn't anymore.
He looked up at Gee again, smirking and pressing his lips to the other's, tilting his head a bit to deepen the kiss that relayed through their hearts like a telegraph, sharing beats back and forth. Gee fought the urge to continue, pulling away for a moment before asking "What was that for?"
"I dunno. I was trying to create a masterpiece, but I realized I have one right in front of me."
"How high are you?"
"No, it's 'hi, how are you?'" The two of them shared a snicker, the rest of the class groaning quietly at just how un-single the two were, unlike majority of the other students. Frank moved the board from his lap and Gee replaced it, curling up into a ball even though only about from their head to the middle of their back fit across Frank's lap. The smaller boy blushed a bit, lifting up his arms and not quite knowing what to do with them. What are you supposed to do with your arms if your partner curls up on your lap? In his little momentary freak out, Gee took one of his hands and intertwined their fingers with his, smiling softly as Frank visibly calmed down.
"So, you think I had a future in art?" He asked, Gee looking over at the little sketch for a moment before grinning up at Frank.
"Oh yeah, definitely."
"Liar."
"I'm serious! It's good!"
"I'd much rather make music, to be honest. Although me hating the sound of my own voice might be a slight problem."
"Well, once you get out of here, you can always get hormones and then your voice'll get deep and then you'll sound sexier than you already do, and-"
"Gee, shut it."
"No u."
"Did you just-"
"I said 'no u'!" Frank rolled his eyes and Gee simply pressed a kiss to his lips, smirking into the soft kiss. And oddly enough, Frank could've sworn he felt his wrists tingling a bit, but he pushed it out of his mind and just enjoyed the small but comforting contact.
(A/N)
Me: *writing this chapter smiling* Me: Oh I wonder what happens in the next chapter Me: *Looks on my chapter plan*
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