Frerard OneShots (finished)

XXXVIII - Would You Mind?

[this is like, , , really short but I liked the idea so here ya go]

"You know what's weird?" Gerard asked, taking a sip of his coke as his best friend hummed. "Like, imagine," he huffed and sat up straight, "there's a couple of best friends and they're, like, really close."

Frank raised an eyebrow but didn't move his feet from where they lay in his best friend's lap. "Yeah, and?"

"Like, really close," the older emphasized once more, "and, imagine one of them is like 'oh, by the way, I've had a crush on you since forever' and the other, just- shrugs it off and nothing changes?"

Now, Frank was even more confused. "Gee, what the fuck? What are you talking about? Are you high right now?"

"No- I'm not fucking high," Gerard said, slowly getting fed up and sighing in frustration, "that actually happened. Like, some people can do that. It's so weird. I mean, how can they be so close--even physically close--and then keep going with that though they know one feels more than the other?" Slowly but surely, Frank understood what he meant. "Wouldn't that just be weird?"

"I mean," the younger shifted in his seat, "you can't push your best friend away just because they feel more than you do. They can't control that, it would be unfair. And, wouldn't you miss having them in your life?"

"I get your point," Gerard said, frowning at the wall behind the TV as if it could give him answers and he set the can down on the table, "but at the same time, wouldn't it be cruel to always give them tiny specks of affection though you both know they'll never get your love?"

"Okay," Frank sat up completely, "let's pretend--just for a second--that I have a crush on you and you know that." Really, he didn't need to pretend. "Would you mind," tentatively, he put his hand on his best friend's knee, "if I did that?"

The older of the two frowned but shook his head. "No, I wouldn't."

Feeling brave, Frank climbed into his lap and straddled his hips. "What about that?"

Gerard's heart pounded into his ears. "N- no, I wouldn't."

He took his best friend's hands and put them on his hips. "Now?"

"No."

Gently, he put his hands on Gerard's chest. "Would you mind that?"

"Not really..."

Taking a deep breath, he let his hand slide to the side of his neck and leaned closer a tiny bit. "What about that? Do you mind?"

Gerard gulped as he noticed the short guy staring at his lips and not meeting his eyes. By then, both knew this wasn't about some stupid pretend-thing anymore. "I don't."

"Then I have to ask now," Frank said, quietly, his gaze finally flickering up to lock eyes, "can I kiss you?"

With his heart pounding into his ears, Gerard took a shuddery breath before nodding quickly.