Wake me up at 4:20/ Frerard

Challenge 7

A/N: This might be realllllly cheesy or reallllly fluffy. You decide which one you think it is in the comments because honestly idk.

When Frank woke up, it was because he could hear rocks being thrown at his bedrooms window. The soft thump of each rock interrupted his sleep. He sat up tiredly, glancing at his alarm clock that said it was only 4 am. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, standing up and tiredly going to his window.

There was a dark figure. They looked like a shadow, only their outline being illuminated by the street lights. They were holding a bag in one hand, Frank watched as their arm swung back and a second later another pebble tapped against his window. He backed away, a little scared because his gut was telling him it was the BWC. He sat back on his bed, grabbing his phone to see if they sent him any messages but they hadn't.

Frank- Stop throwing fucking rocks at my window

He sighed and set his phone down, a few moments he received a text back.

BWC- That's not us, but nice to know someone else out there also enjoys tormenting you. Since you're awake, want to know your challenge today?

Frank- Lay it on me

BWC- Send a nude with your face in the picture to us...., and we decided we want you to say yes to that poor kid who has feelings for you

Frank- How the fuck do you know about Mikey?

BWC- You assume the mic on your phone only works during phone calls, don't you.

Frank paled, eyeing the little black dot on his phone where the mic was. He cursed softly and typed out a reply.

Frank- That's not fair, that's two challenges in one day.

BWC- Punishment for saying No to becoming a whale

Frank- Fuck you

BWC- You're whalecum c:

Frank rolled his eyes, he didn't want to take a nude. He didn't want the BWC to make his decision for him to Mikey. He didn't want to fucking do these challenges anymore, but he didn't have a choice. He sighed, pulling out his phone camera and his dick. He spit on his hand for lubricant and then stroked himself. He tried to think of images of either Gerard or Mikey. In the end he settled for thinking of Gerard, he felt bad thinking of Mikey who was way more innocent than his brother. He moaned softly and snapped a picture of himself. He sent it to the BWC, setting his phone down after so he could focus on his new problem now.

A/N: I suck at writing smut when It's not in a rp
"Fuck," he breathed out, closing his eyes as he imagined himself in a more pleasing scenario. "Gerard," he moaned out, imagining sinful things he could do with the dark haired boy. He leaned his head back a little. In his head Gerard was on his knees, looking up at Frank lustfully as he jerked him off. After a few more moments, he came into his hand. He grabbed a tissue and wiped off the mess, throwing it into his trash bin after.

After he left to go wash his hands, he got ready for school. He felt dirty, he didn't even want to know what they'd do with the photo. Would they use it for further leverage against him? Would they post it to sites? Since today was Friday, they could wear whatever they liked (school uniform or not). He put on black jeans along with a black and red checkered button up shirt that was a short sleeve. Since he was kind of forced into dating Mikey, he thought maybe he could take him out on a small date after school; maybe to the movies or something.