The Band Next Door- A MCR Fanfic
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 45m
  • Reads 541
  • Votes 33
  • Parts 8
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2014
There's suddenly an annoying and repetitive knocking at the door, interrupting my plan of lazy Sunday. Who would be knocking at the door this early in the morning? Must be the new neighbors. The knocking becomes louder and faster by the time I get to the door, and with an irritated look upon my face I yank open the door, though my anger seems to fade instantly as soon as my mind registers the bright red mop of hair that sat upon Gerard Way. My cheeks instantly become as bright as his glorious hair, as I embarrassingly stood there with my mouth agape in all his glory. Suddenly my idea of lazy pajama day wasn't very suiting.

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Everything in Frank's life is a mystery. He always heard footsteps behind him, his room was always clean even though he always made a mess, he always felt watched, he always heard stuff like twigs snap or breathing around him, his bullies never bullied him again but they always seemed scared of him, and most of all, Frank always felt protected. Frank always has cravings. For what, you might ask. Well, he doesn't know either. When Frank walks home one night from a party, he stumbles across a very fucking strange man with the unforgettable fire truck red hair. Then strange man enters Frank's life, making drastic changes to both of their lives whether they like it or not. ((My first Dom/Fertile))