Stuck with Iero | Frank Iero x Reader |

Day 5: Flustered.

There's a massive amount of cussing in this one.

I was still up against the wall, I've been there for about.. I'd say a good 10 minutes. I checked the time; 12:06. I wasn't that tired, so I guess that's good. I pushed myself up to my feet and walked into the kitchen, reading some stupid things people had to say on social media. I open the fridge, searching for a water until I feel hands slip around me waist. I decided to stay as calm as possible and not flip out cause it could just be one of the boys.

I look over my shoulder, seeing it was Frank, I managed to chill out. "Yes, Frankie? What do you need?" 

"Nuffing." (nothing) He rests his chin on my shoulder and I pat his head. I grab a water bottle and close the refrigerator door.

"Don't tell me you're fucking drunk. How much beer did you drink?" I ask, trying to walk around with him clinging to me. He releases one hand from me and holds up 3 fingers. "I knew this was a bad idea," I pause to escape his grip around me. He looks down at me with a frown, with me staring up at him. "I knew you were gonna get hella drunk somehow, you always do."

I shake my head and look down. Frank grabs my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes. He brushes a strand of hair behind me ear. "Has anyone ever told you that you're really fucking cute, beautiful, and really really hot?" He asks.

My face turns really red, and I let out a nervous laugh. "Y-You're drunk, c'mon let's get you to bed!" I practically shout, trying to rush him. I grab his hand, trying to tug him to his room.

"Awee, that's adorable." Frank smiles down at me and I let out a groan.

"Frannkk, stop teasing me. You know I get flustered easily." I whine.

"And that's exactly why I'm doing this." He smiles. "Now, truth or dare?" He asks. Gee comes rushing out of whichever room he was hiding in.

"Fuck yeah!" He exclaims.

"Fuck no!" I mimick. Gerard only rolls his eyes playfully at me before grabbing my hand and practically yeeting me onto the couch. Frank sits down next to me while Gee is on the other couch of the living room.

"Alright, I'll ask first," Gee says, clearing his throat in the process. "Frank, truth or dare?" Gerard has this evil smile on his face and I already know this won't be good.

"Truth." Frank smirks, knowing that's what Gee didn't want him to pick.

Gee lets out a groan. "Alright then, uhh - do you have a crush on Y/n?" Frank nods.

"Yes sir, indeed I do, drunk or not drunk." He says like he's a fuckin farmer or some shit.  I was trying my best not to turn completely red, but it was hard. "Nowww my turn." Frank smirks. "Y/n, truth or dare?"

"Dare, I'm no pussy."

"Sure you aren't. Alright then.. come sit on my lap." His smirk only grows. This fuckin perv.

"I'm sorry, what?" Gee was in the background making 'ooooo's.

"You heard me, Y/n. I thought you said you were no pussy." I groan in defeat and shift over onto Frank's lap. He tells me to face him, so that's what I did. I wrap my arms around his torso and I lean my head on his chest.

"You're such a fucking pervert." I mumble. He leans against my ear and whispers.

"Oh, I am?" I can basically hear the steam coming from Gerard's ears as he's trying not to scream 'my fucking ship!' and ruin what's happening in front of him. I shiver as I feel Frank's lip brush against my ear, it only makes me even more red, if possible at this point. I try my best to ignore Frank, although it's quite hard.