The punk male hummed and put his hands on Gee’s shoulders, stabling him and forcing him to look into his eyes. He didn’t respond though, seeming to only cuddle into Frank’s warm cardigan. ”Gerard, what’s wrong?” The brunette shrugged and sat closer to Frank, snuggling into him like a little cat. Their hands still clasped together tightly, “You okay, hun?” They didn’t have a lot of classes together but they now usually sat near each other unless a class had assigned seats. Frank’s hand was soft yet a little calloused at his finger tips and Gee just wanted to hold his hand forever, take care of it, kiss the over-worked areas, make him feel better.įrank looked back at the boy and chuckled at his dazed expression while he sat them both down at a table in the semi-empty math classroom. “That’s alright, babe, come on, don’t wanna be late for math, now do you?” Totally stunned, the brunette could only bid and dumbly follow the male who gave him his hand. The slightly dirty thiught made Gee blush, “I-I was gonna! But I got so caught up-“ Frank cut him off, shutting his locker and picking up his pink backpack. The punk was leaning against the wall, his short sleeves exposing his nice tattoos. “Didn’t wanna say hi today?” Gee turned around quickly, relieved to see Frank. Gerard shuffled through his school textbooks and pulled out his math one, sighing and going to shut it before a voice behind him made him jump. He remembered being excited at having his first ever locker that he, his mom, and Mikey went to the store and bought everything. There was a circular rhinestoned mirror, a magnet basket that had a few mechanical pencils in it, some books and binders, and then a shelf to split it in half that had a plant on top of it with some of his favorite comic books. They were a muted scarlet, one of the school colors, and the inside of his was decorated with stuff he found from stores. The school, although mostly rundown, had installed brand new lockers the summer that Gee was starting his senior year. Gerard fake gagged and pushed himself in between them, making his way to his locker. “Hey, Mike” Ray leaned down and kissed his boyfriend, the curly-haired male making a small noise at the force.
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