MCR x Male reader oneshots

36. Frank Iero

Blind

Romantic fluff!
Leathermouth Frank!

I was at the bar which is unusual in my case.
I'm an introvert and I don't really like going out but I had a shitty day at work so I had nothing else to do, I mean, I could sit at home and be depressed or I could go listen to some local bands perform at the bar.

I ordered a couple drinks for myself and sat around listening to the music.
There was some punk band that I really liked.

"Hey handsome, can I get you a drink?" A guy asked.
"Handsome? You gotta be blind" I mumbled.
I heard him chuckle. "Nah, do you want anything?"
"I'll have a beer"
"2 beers please!"
He sat down next to me. "I'm Frank Iero"
"I'm Y/N"
I looked up at him.
He was covered in tattoos and his nails were painted.

My eyes instantly fixated on his hands.
He noticed me staring and smirked. "Like what you see?"
"I- uhm well-" I mumbled, not taking my eyes off him.
"It's okay, I know it's hard to look away from me" he said, caressing my chin. "You're quite mesmerizing yourself"
"Yeah you're definitely blind" I looked into his eyes.
"No darling, I'm not" he sipped on his beer. "I just have a different type of taste in guys"
I could feel myself turn red. "Fuckin' hell"

Frank chuckled again, he had a genuine and amused smile on his face. "You're adorable"
"Thanks" I mumbled, looking down at my half empty beer bottle.
"I was wondering if you'd wanna go out tomorrow?" He asked. "I know good place nearby"
"S- Sure"
"Call me whenever you're available" he slid me a note with his number on it.
"Okay" I said.
"Bye Y/N"
His voice sent shivers down my spine.

God how is he so beautiful?
How is he so mesmerizing?
That man is a piece of art.

The next day 5pm...

I picked up my phone and and called Frank.
"Hello darling, you ready for our date?" He asked.
"Y- yeah, my address is (insert address)" I said.
"I'll be there in 5"
"Alright, I'll see you soon Frankie"
I hung up and slapped myself in the face.
"Idiot! Why did I call him 'Frankie'?!"

Soon I heard a knock at the door and went to open it.
"Hi" Frank smiled.
He was wearing a white button up with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his tattoos.
"Hey" I mumbled.
He took my hand carefully and kissed it.
I knew that my face immediately went red and looked down.
He chuckled as we started walking.

"So what's this 'good place' you were talking about?" I asked.
"There's this nice restaurant not too far from here" he said.
"By 'nice' you mean expensive?"
"Well yeah"
"Please tell me you're not one of those rich assholes" I sighed.
"Oh no, no no, I've just been successful with a bunch of bands" Frank said. "I love playing guitar"
"Sounds nice"

We arrived at the restaurant and Frank opened the door for me.
"This is on me" he said.
"Thank you" I smiled.
"God your smile is adorable"
My face turned red again and I looked away.
He took my hand gently in his
"A table for 2 please, there should be a reservation under the name Frank Iero"
"Yes of course right this way" the waiter said.

We followed him to a table that was next to a window.
There were lit candles and roses on the table.
"Is this all for me?" I sighed.
"Yeah, I wanted to give you the best I could" Frank said.
How the fuck can he just make me fall in love like this?
"What do you wanna drink?"
"I might just have some red wine"
"I'll have wine too, bring the whole bottle"

We drank the whole bottle of wine and had some steak.
It was fun even though we were drunk, that might've actually made it more fun.

"Can stay at yours tonight?" Frank asked.
"Yeah, I- I don't see why not" I said, hesitating a little.
"Thank you handsome, I'll get us an Uber"
He took out his phone and got us a ride to my house.

We stumbled inside and Frank hugged me tightly.
I blushed, playing with his hair gently.
"I like you... a lot" he mumbled into my shoulder.
"I- I uhm like you too" I said, surprised by the sudden confession.
"Can I kiss you? I really wanna kiss you"
"S- sure"
He kissed me, his beard scratching my chin lightly.
I kissed back, pulling him closer to me.
"You're adorable" he hugged me again, kissing my forehead.
"And you're still blind"