"Look, I'm not gonna press any charges, just tell me what are you doing in my apartment at this hour of the night," Gerard asked with the calmest voice he could muster. The guy was cute, might even start flirting after figuring out what a cute guy like this was doing in his bed. "What am I doing in your apartment? What are YOU doing in my apartment?" He said, backing away more, clearly scared of Gerard. "No, no, no, no," Gerard shook his hands, starting to get annoyed, "THIS is MY apartment. I'm paying for it." He said in a way you'd talk to someone from the moon. "And so do I!" the guy snapped, "you better get the fuck out or I'm calling the cops." ꧁ꕥ꧂ Or where two people, one more different than the other, are forced to live together after being scammed.

Frank and Gerard are forced to go to camp, bumping into each other at an unfortunate time. Gerard is kind of secretive, though Frank plans to figure him out. As they become friends, Frank has a spark of feelings. Will Gerard return this feeling? (Happy ending)

they're both familiar with needles; one as a tattoo artist and one as a bruised, beaten addict - [i completely respect frank & gerard and their significant others; this is purely fiction and for entertainment only]

"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."

Frank can't handle talking to people without being struck with a panic attack. The only people he can talk to are his best friend, Mikey Way, and his mom. Ever since Frank was young, he's had a crush on Mikey's brother, Gerard, but his anxiety has kept him from ever doing anything about it. It seems, though, that he won't have to, because after ignoring him for two years, Gerard is suddenly taking a deeper interest in Frank.... ***NOT MINE. ALL CREDITS GO TO (@OWLHOOOTS ON MIBBA)***

Frank was an angsty, self-loathing teenager with a messed-up home life, trapped in a strict Catholic boarding school in New Jersey. He hid behind sarcasm, fights, and denial-especially when it came to Gerard Way, the quiet, artistic new kid who somehow ended up as his favorite target. But the line between resentment and obsession was thin, and when it finally snapped, Frank found himself falling for the boy he was supposed to hate. As their worlds collide, they're forced to confront their own demons, each other's pasts, and a school that was never meant to be a safe place for boys like them. Warnings: Smut, underage sex, self-harm, drug/alcohol abuse, family issues, homophobia, mental health struggles, suicide, eating disorders, SA

Gerard Way is the new guy in town, quiet, artistic, and carrying more baggage than he lets on. Frank Iero is the school's resident fuckboy-charming, reckless, and hiding behind a well-crafted façade. They aren't supposed to fit together, but somehow, they do. As their lives become entangled, Gerard starts to unravel the boy beneath Frank's mask, and Frank finds himself drawn to the raw, messy truth of Gerard's world. Love shouldn't feel like an addiction, like a vice tightening around their throats, like something that could destroy them both. But it does. And neither of them is willing to let go. Warnings: Smut, underage sex, self-harm, drug/alcohol abuse, family issues, homophobia, mental health struggles, eating disorders, suicide, SA

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

I do NOT own this story! All credit goes to Bexless on Archive of Our Own (AO3) Link to original story: https://archiveofourown.org/series/9795

Gerard Way sees the world differently. Alone and institutionalised, Gerard claims that he is being hunted, and that his mind holds the key to existence. Does Gerard really hold such a powerful secret? Or is he just insane like everyone else in the institution?