Gerard is self conscious about his weight. Frank wants to change that, but it turns out to be easier said than done. May contain triggering content. Cover made by kellic_howlter.

"Without you, I'll be miserable at best."

What started as a one night stand at a party develops into an intimate bond between two men. Will they accept their love or blame it on the alcohol?

Gerard Way was nothing short of an idiotic imbecile, and Frank Iero was the definition of punk rock. ↓ "You said I couldn't punch anyone. You never said anything about kicking." "Oh my fucking God-" - - cocky!punk!frank | idiot!pastel!gerard [SOME CHAPTERS ARE POORLY EDITED IM SORRY]

Frank's lost his parents when he was sixteen and was now a nineteen year old who had to grow up way too fast. He was still struggling to find a job that didn't leave him struggling for money at the end of each month, not only for his sake but also his eight year old sister, Diana. Gerard was a young famous artist. No one knew anything about him really except that he was an arrogant rich hermit who had no interest in interacting with anyone beyond selling them his paintings.

Leaving a body lifeless has it's perks, but killing sometimes isn't all it's cut out to be. For revenge is sweet, bittersweet. Things change once the young killer Gerard sets his sights on a certain dark haired boy called Frank Iero.... Contains: dark humour darker themes and violence Bla bla bla you know the drill just read it. FIRST FIC I COMPLETED SO IT NEEDS TO BE EDITED AND SPELL CHECKED AND ALL THAT!!!! Sorry

A Frerard I found off of a website. Figured I may as well post it so all of you fine people may enjoy it as well. link to original is http://theopteryx.livejournal.com/13377.html. THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF SEXUAL STUFF. There are a few chapters that cannot be read unless you're following me.

Frank and Gerard have been through a lot. It's not until they meet when everything goes downhill. Nothing seems to be going right. At least they're just as messed up as each other. A Frerard and a bit of Rikey fanfic.

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

Frank is an angsty asshole, at least that's what he lets on to be, When Gerard becomes his roommate he can't tell if he's happy or not. Don't speak. Don't touch my stuff. Without permission of course. Those were some of Franks rules for the quiet little redhead with the cute butt that just wants to write gay fanfiction. You can probably guess they get attached, but how? And what's next? The simple answer is to start reading and you may wanna give it a chance because if you don't like one persons writing style, you might like the others. This story is written by two people if you didn't guess, R- gerard T- frank Separate accounts available in a future A/N. Enjoy