like ghosts in the snow ; frerard

nine

As Gerard strode up to the house, he could feel his palms starting to sweat, balling his hands up into fists. He stood in front of the porch and dug his phone out of his pocket, letting out a nearly silent sigh.

How is this going to go? He thought, clicking on the green icon on his home screen. Kik.

gee 🧸: a🔇ayo🔇Frankenstein🔇open🔇the🔇door 🔇

dr phrank: give me a second!!

dr phrank: also that emoji is so homo dude😳

gee 🧸: i-

gee 🧸: wOW really the guy with a boyfriend acting homo? 😩😩

dr phrank: ok you got a point there i guess

gee 🧸: ok now open the fucking door asshat

dr phrank: ok geez

dr phrank: whiny baby

gee 🧸: ur point????

dr phrank: whutevs I'm coming

gee 🧸: k

Gerard let out a quiet breath, stepping up into the porch.
He put his phone back in his pocket and folded his hands, waiting impatiently.

He heard the door unlock and took a small step back. It was finally happening.
After chatting with Frank for around four months; he'd finally be able to talk to him for real.

Frank opened the door halfway and glanced at Gerard, only his hair and eyes visible. He threw the door open completely and grinned, wrapping his arms around the other.
"Gee, hi-!" He greeted excitedly.

Gerard smiled widely and returned the hug. Frank was pretty short compared to him, so his face was buried in his shoulder.
"Hey, Frank." He chuckled, squeezing him a little.
He seemed fragile, though, so it was a very light squeeze.

"Sorry that i was hesitant to open the door at first- i thought you might've secretly been a pedo or something.." he admitted, his voice slightly muffled by the fabric of Gerard's shirt.

Gerard shook his head amusedly and pulled back from the hug, looking down at Frank.
"You're the one that gave me your address, idiot." He pointed out. "Yeah, that's true.. i should've been more careful-" Frank muttered awkwardly, kicking away a pebble to distract himself.

"Anyway, let's go inside." He spoke up and gently grabbed Gerard's wrist, leading him inside to the living room. "Do you want to watch a movie or something?"

Gerard let Frank drag him, and nodded. "Yeah, that would be really nice. Have you got Star Wars?" He asked, hesitantly sitting down on the couch.
He didn't want to damage it or anything of the sort.

"Of course i do. Who doesn't?" He hummed and looked through his many DVDs, eventually finding the first Star Wars movie.

"Well, a-" Gerard started, but was quickly cut off by Frank.
"That was a rhetorical question. Don't answer." He said, inserting the DVD in the movie player.
"Fine then." Gerard huffed, folding his arms over his chest like a fussy toddler.

The movie started and Frank sat down on the couch next to Gerard, leaning back against the cushion.

This was nice.
They were okay.