It was a beautiful day. By 9am birds sung happily outside of Frank Ieros window, each seeming as though they were delighted by the weather. The sun shone happily, beaming through the window casting a ray of light over the couples sleeping forms.
The world seemed so peaceful as Frank and Gerard Way lay contently in each other's arms. They were inside some kind of love bubble that no one could burst.
Pete Wentz had decided to stay the night which Frank usually wouldn't appreciate however he let it happen, knowing it was definitely just to share a bed with a certain 19 year old.
Andy made an appearance early in the morning in order to prep for the raid that he really didn't feel too confident about. But he was just pessimistic, although the plan was a shitty one there really was only a slim chance that they could fail against Bert. Let alone be kidnapped and killed.
He had made sure all of the men were ready, letting each one pick a weapon of their choice. Andy loved guns, probably more than Frank.
It was most likely due to the fact shooting animals was the only quality time he really spent with his father. That was until his father died of cancer which resulted in his mother topping herself which then lead to his siblings moving to England.
Andy was pretty much alone. All he had was Frank and Pete although they wasn't really there for him at the minute. Then again, they didn't know about his past. Nobody did.
Andy Biersack preferred to keep himself to himself, even when his beloved dog was hit by a car he held his own funeral and invited no one. He cried for a couple days alone but never let his sorrow show.
He didn't want pity because then he'd be weak and Andy was most definitely the opposite of weak. He was as strong as they came, he had no sympathy for anyone and had honestly never felt an ounce of guilt in his life.
Even when his father passed, he cried but he had no sympathy of the mans long and painful death. Andy would say it was the mans own fault, he shouldn't have smoked for all of them years.
He couldn't understand why his mother would take her own life over someone's death but then again, he'd never been in love.
The only people Andy loved was Pete and Frank. He had a funny way of showing it but all of the lectures and nagging he gave to his two best friends were because he cared.
If he lost Pete and Frank he wasn't sure what he'd do. But then again, he'd already felt like he'd lost them.
He missed his friends and the way they'd do drugs, hold illegal races and spend money not giving one single shit about anyone else they could endanger.
Maybe when Mikey returned home he'd have Pete back but Frank and Gerard they were something else. They were attached at the hipbone. Even to the point where Gerard wanted to attend the raid because he'd miss his boyfriend.
Thankfully, Frank wouldn't allow that. He'd gone soft, he wasn't the murderous drug dealing millionaire anymore. He was a loving boyfriend, who would only do things that Gerard was okay with.
Andy thought about faking a kidnapping sometimes. Just taking Gerard away somewhere, leaving him or maybe even killing him to tie the loose ends.
He originally thought Frank would just get over it. Maybe just find a new fuck toy to play with once his boyfriend was gone but now Andy knew that wouldn't be the case.
Frank would go fucking ape shit. He'd lose himself, probably give up the business and most likely kill himself as Andy's selfish mother had.
Because these were all weak minded people. Each made soft from love. And in all honestly, it made Andy feel sick.
"You're here early." Frank yawned as he came down the stairs in his boxers.
"Ready for the raid." Andy replied, loading a gun.
"Oh is that today?" Frank laughed, heading to the kitchen to make two mugs of coffee.
Andy just rolled his eyes. It infuriated him that Frank wasn't taking this seriously.
But, even though Frank had clearly changed, he was still Andy's best friend alongside Pete. And the man knew, he'd definitely take a bullet for them both even if that made him soft.
Maybe Andy was in love. Not romantically but platonically in love with his best friends.
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As the time grew closer for the men to depart, Pete took Mikey upstairs. He had the 19 year old against the wall, kissing him as though it was their last chance.
"What was that for?" Mikey giggled, wrapping his arms around Pets neck.
"Im going to a business meeting. Just gonna miss you." Pete smiled, pulling Mikey into another kiss.
"What kind of meeting is at 10pm?" Mikey asked, confusion etched all over his face. But Pete just shrugged, unable to come up with a proper lie.
He really liked Mikey. He'd only known the boy for two days but he really fucking liked him. Mikey made Pete feel happy. He reminded him that he wasn't just a killing, money making machine. He had feelings and a damn lot of them for Mikey Way.
In the next room over Gerard couldn't help but feel heart broken as he clung to his boyfriend. He felt as though he was going to war and never coming home.
"Hey, I'll be fine. I do this for a living. It'll be a breeze." Frank attempted to reassure his boyfriend who just clung even tighter to the mans chest.
"I just worry about you." Gerard sighed as Frank brushed a piece of hair behind his ear.
"There's no need to. I'll be back and cuddling by your side before you even wake up." Frank laughed, turning to walk towards the door and leave.
"Frankie?" Gerard spoke up, standing from the bed.
"Yeah, baby?" Frank asked.
"I love you." Gerard practically whispered, afraid it was too son. But then again, he knew what he felt for Frank was love and way stronger then he'd ever felt for anyone before.
Frank couldn't help but grin standing at the door, examining his boyfriend who seemed to be a nervous wreck. "I love you too, Gee."
Gerard smiled, cupping his boyfriends face in his hands and pulling him into a gentle kiss.
"I'll see you soon, yeah?" Frank spoke reassuringly, squeezing the redheads hand before walking down the stairs.
"Is everyone ready?" Frank asked as Pete appeared in the room. Each man nodded, following Frank out the door leaving Gerard biting his nails and Mikey really fucking confused.
"Are you okay, Gee?" Mikey asked worriedly, making his way into his brothers bedroom. Gerard just nodded in response, pulling his brother into a long hug.
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A/N- heyy!! A v short one but there will be another update soon. Just building it up to the raid :)
I hope you're all having a nice day!!
Also I feel like such a fake frerard fan. I've read like every fan fic ever but not a splitting of the mind because I'm too much of a pussy and can't handle sad endings. Is it worth the heart break?
Lots of love,
-L
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