Wake me up at 4:20/ Frerard

Challenge 18

It had been a few days, almost two weeks, of just the same dare over and over: wake up at 4:20 am and add one cut to his arm as the days progressed. Him and Mikey were doing alright, he'd say. They were happy so far but Frank felt like it was only a matter of time until he fucked something up. He had been making sure to only do shallow cuts along his already scarred arm, hoping Mikey wouldn't catch on.

He felt like Mikey was starting to want more from him than their innocent cuddling session. He could tell by the way the taller boy's lips grazed against Frank's neck on more than one occasion by "accident" or maybe it was the way he would pull Frank close when they were kissing innocently; not in the way of wanting to be close, but in the way of wanting more. He'd be lying if he wanted the same....but just not with him. As much as he tried to convince himself that he liked Mikey he couldn't help that his gaze always turned towards Gerard, who was currently trying to better himself after ending things with Bert.

He checked his phone, blade ready as he assumed it would be the same challenge as the many days prior. It was around 4:20 am and he was at Mikey's house- who was still sleeping. Unlike all the days before, the message he had was different.

BWC: Your challenge today is to have sex, consider this a reward for following your previous challenges

Frank just cursed at himself, not really considering it a reward to be forced to lose his V-Card; though he doubted he'd hold onto it for long.

BWC: Dont complain, we could make it something worse

They warned him. Frank immediately paled and just typed out a quick reply saying 'I'll do it'.

He ran a hand through his hair, cursing softly. He didn't know if Mikey would put out since they had only just began kissing. He doubted it. It wouldn't hurt to try though.

He closed his phone and went back to Mikey's room, feeling Mikey wrap his arms around him as he laid down. "Hey baby, why are you up so early," Mikey yawned tiredly.

"Couldn't sleep," he lied, "What about you?" He asked, gently kissing his forehead.

"I got cold without you and woke up..," he admitted, glad the dark hid his blush.

"Well I'm here now," He smiled, kissing him and wondering if he could see how far he could get with Mikey. He felt Mikey kiss him back as he attempted to deepen the kiss along with the familiar feeling of Mikey pulling at his shirt a little needy.

"Frank..," Mikey breathed out a little as Frank pulled away to attach his lips to his neck. Frank hummed a little, his hands traveling down to hold Mikey's hips down. He sucked gently on his neck, his hands toying with the edge of Mikey's shirt. "O-oh," he heard Mikey mumble.

"Is this okay?" He asked him, leaning over a little to reach Mikey's bedside lamp to turn it on so he could see his expression; which just made him turned on. His mouth was parted, small hickies from Frank accompanied his pale skin along his jaw and neck. He nodded, watching as Frank pulled off his own shirt and Mikey followed suit.

"You're so-," Mikey began to say, interrupted by Frank kissing him. He kissed him back passionately, his hands wrapping around Frank's neck. Frank grabbed his hips, pulling them close to grind against. "F-Frank, w-wait-," he tried to say, not wanting sex so soon; he wanted them to be slow and not rushed.

Frank tried to pretend like he didn't hear him, still kissing him and hooking his thumbs into Mikey's pants waist and pulling them down. He pulled away to look at what he was doing, managing to glance at his phone that had buzzed.

BWC: Sex, not rape

Frank immediately stopped, looking at Mikey who looked a little scared. "Shit, I'm sorry, Mikey," he quickly apologized, moving away from him. "Mikey, please, I'm so sorry,".