I Am Poison(Frerard) COMPLETED

Frankenstein

"Frank. Frank please, I said I was sorry." Gerard whined, trying to grab at Franks sleeve.

"Look. It's not okay, yknow. To change the channel with out asking, I mean." Frank pulled away.

Gerard gave the remote back to Frank.

"Fine, go back to MTV. I'll just go watch horror flicks. By myself. In my room. Alone." Gerard made sure to throw Frank a sorrowful look as he got up.

Frank groaned.

"Not the puppy eyes... Fine. We can watch ONE film. But that's IT."

"FRANKENSTEINNNNNNN! " Gerard bellowed, throwing himself back into the sofa.

See, here's the thing; Gerard hadn't mentioned what he had found. But he HAD made himself a promise.

To do his best to try and save Frank from himself.

It seemed to him like Frank was giving up. And Gerard wouldn't let that happen.

Frank was now happily watching the movie.

It wasn't that bad, once you got used to the grainy monochromatic scenes.

Personally, he preferred a lot more colors. And a lot more gore.

But as he watched Gerard smile at the screen, he realized that maybe it was okay, just this once.

It's not every day that you get to sit down and watch old movies with a cute boy next to you.

Gerard looked over at Frank. He looked deep in thought.

What was he thinking about?

Gerard shook his head.

But he kept his eyes on Frank.

Frank was sitting with one hand on his lap, and his other resting next to him.

Gerard inched his towards Franks, then looked back at the tv.

Was this a bad idea?

Frank didn't seem the touchy-feely type.

But it was a worth a try.

He moved his had closer.

This felt wierd. He'd only ever seen this in the movies.

Always the guy going for the girl's hand.

Their fingers touched, and gerards heart sped up.

Frank looked over at gerard, then down to his hand.

And grabbed it.

Gerard looked at him, a surprised expression on his pale face.

Frank took his hand?

Frank?!

"Gerard. Don't look so surprised. It's creepy." Frank mumbled next to him.

Their hands were intertwined between them.

Gerard softened his gaze and watched Frank.

Frank wasn't sure why he'd done it, really.

Maybe he wanted to try romance.

Just see how it works out. If things went wrong, perfect.

But if things went well...

He wasn't sure. He didn't want to hurt Gerard.

But Gerard was tough. He'd get through it.

Sure it was a jerk thing to do, but Gerard wanted it.

And Frank had always done what others had wanted.

He gave gerards hand a squeeze, and let go to drape his arm around gerards shoulder, pulling him closer.

Gerards scent... It was like the dream.

Pine, sweat, and wet clothes.

"Frank i-"

Before he could say anything, Frank grabbed gerards chin to pull his head downwards, and kissed him.

Both of their hearts were pounding now.

But in unison.

Frank let go, and looked into gerards eyes.

"Shut up. "