Toxic- frerard

Thirteen

"If we're gonna raid McCracken we'll need to do it properly." Andy sighed before realising he was the only one in the meeting room.

Mikey Way was sat with his face cupped in his hands watching Pete tune his guitar effortlessly. He couldn't help be so fascinated at how a guy who seemed so manly and strong could be so gentle and delicate whilst handling an instrument.

Gerard Way was in the exact same position as Mikey but he sat with his face cupped in his hands watching his boyfriend put together a makeup table he'd bought Gerard.

Of course for added effect, Frank was shirtless. He was also slightly sweaty from moving the heavy box and screwing pieces together. Gerard wouldn't lie, the sight was a turn on. He continuously had to remind himself that his brother was present, as well as other people.

Frank knew he could get others to put the vanity together but he also knew Gerard would definitely suck his dick later if he did it himself.

Andy Biersack stormed out of the meeting room, extremely frustrated at the sight before him. His co-worker and boss, the most ruthless and fearsome people in the business had turned soft due to a random set of brothers.

"Iero, Wentz, can we have our scheduled fucking meeting please?" Andy exasperated, feeling a vain bulge out of his forehead.

Since Mikey came yesterday, three meetings had been cancelled. The men were supposed to be planning a takeover of Bert McCracken's empire and it needed to be flawless in order for it to succeed. But for some reason, Pete and Frank seemed to suddenly have better plans.

"Yeah, soon Andy. Should we order Chinese tonight?" Frank spoke up, adding the final screw to the white table.

"I prefer Indian food." Pete answered, finally looking up from his guitar. "Yeah, me too."Mikey smiled, causing Pete to giggle.

"Oh fuck off!"'Andy yelled, throwing his hands in the air dramatically and slamming the office door.

"What's his problem?" Mikey asked Pete who just shrugged. "Got a stick up his ass or something."

"I love it!" Gerard exclaimed as Frank stood proudly next to the makeup table he'd built his boyfriend. The redhead pulled Frank into a kiss, causing Mikey to pull a face.

"That's disgusting, I'm going back to the music room." Mikey spoke whilst pretending to gag. Pete of course followed his new friend, trailing behind with his guitar.

"Can I ask you something?" Frank questioned, wrapping an arm around Gerard as they sat on the couch.

"Anything." Gerard replied happily, moving so that he was sat cross legged on the sofa.

"Is Mikey Gay?" Frank asked, making his boyfriend raise an eyebrow.

"Why do you need to know that?" Gerard asked defensively, removing himself from Franks grip.

"Obviously not for me you dick. I Just need to know." Frank laughed, but Gerard clearly didn't buy it. The younger boy clearly still had trust issues from his last relationship and being cheated on with your own brother seemed even worse than with a random high school student.

"You know you're the only person in the world I have eyes for, stop it." Frank spoke with an eye roll, pulling Gerard back into a hug.

"I just think Pete might have a small crush." Frank whispered, causing Gerard to gasp.

"On my brother?" Gerard questioned. "How olds Pete?" The redhead asked protectively.

"He's 37 but if you think about it, Mikeys over 18 so it's not really bad." Frank attempted to justify but Gerard just pulled a face.