Gee gets a piercing! Frerard One-shot! Enjoy, read, rate and review :D
A/N: So here’s a one shot I’ve had laying around for a while and I thought I should post it. Frerard, since it’s my schtick. Anyways, I know Gerard is actually afraid of needles and stuff, but it’s fiction so yeah. :D Enjoy!
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“Shit…” I was standing outside a tattoo shop, hands in pockets. But I wasn’t getting a tattoo, oh hell no. Never would I be able to do that, I hate needles. And when I say that, I fucking mean it. Which is why Mikey chose me getting a piercing on my face as punishment if I lost our deal; and obviously, I lost. But I still firmly believe that the plural for moose is meese, I know that he set me up. But anyways, I lost, so I’m now standing outside a fucking tattoo shop. And where is a place where they have tons of needles? A tattoo shop, aside from a hospital and shit.
Sighing, I pushed open the door, which read “Macabre Tattoo’s”. Not exactly pleasant to read if you’re not fond of this certain stuff. A strong gust of the air conditioner hit me, blowing my already disheveled hair into an even more disastrous ebony colored mess. The annoying ding-dong noise sounded through the shop, similar to the one you hear at a liquor store when you entered. Rolling my eyes, I walked towards the desk with the words “Rock & Roll” scrawled across it.
A heavily tattooed girl looked up from a sketch she was working on. She only gave a quick glance at first, but then her head quickly snapped back up. For a moment or two, she was pretty much checking me out. I’m not a big fan of attention, so I fidgeted while she did so. Apparently, I suited her liking, as she quickly flashed a flirty smile at me. Who knew girl’s like eyeliner wearing, long haired, pale, monstrosities such as me?
“So do you have an appointment sexy?” she said in between smacks of her gum.
Well she was forward.
“My name’s Stephanie by the way. But you can call me Steph.”, another smack of her gum.
“My name’s umm… Gerard.” I faltered; I didn’t want to lead this pretty girl on. I hate rejecting people, even if I don’t do it too much. But she was lacking one thing: a dick. Now if she had that instead, and no boobs, well that would have been different.
“So Gerard,” she smirked, “What can I do for you today?”
“I- I came to- I came for- I’m here to umm...” I scratched the back of my head, and my Smashing Pumpkins tee slightly hitched up, exposing my vampire-like complexion. As quickly as I could, I pulled it down, much to Steph’s enjoyment.
She giggled. “You don’t have to hide your body from me.” She looked at me for a second, and she had the greenest eyes.
“I just came in for a piercing.” I managed to spit out, I really didn’t want to do this. But here I am, mere moments from getting a needle pierced into my skin.
“Okie-dokie! Lemme just go get Frank.” She stood up and began walking to a door marked “Employees Only” in red lettering. Before she stepped in, she called over her shoulder, “You can sit your pert little ass over on that couch if you want!” Then she swayed her hips in what I’m guessing was an attempt to catch my attention. Instead, I turned and walked to some faux leather couches.
Relaxing into the leathery surface, I scanned over the shop. It was actually pretty cool-looking, with posters and art hung up on the wall, which were painted black. Along with the posters and art, guitars and skate decks added to the décor. The floor was a checkered black and white, and it just looked awesome. On the ceiling was this Gothic chandelier, and looked rather old, like vintage stuff. As I continued examining the shop, I saw the ‘Employees Only’ door open a bit.
“C’mon Frankie! It’s just a quick piercing…” she tugged at the dude’s arm. Just by looking at it, I can tell he would probably be heavily inked. “You can take your break later!” Then, lowering her voice, but still enough for me to hear, she said “He’s totally fucking hot. And I mean hot.”
I couldn’t help but blush when she said that.
“Ugh. Fine.” She let go of his arm. “Lemme just put on my shirt.” Well, that’s odd. Why would he have his shirt off? It’s not like it’s hot in here. There was some clambering, so I’m guessing Frank had to look for his shirt. What the flying fuck was he doing in there? Finally, Steph dragged out said man, and when I saw him, whoa. This guy was gorgeous, in a punk kinda way.
He was kind of short, about 5’4. As I had guessed, he was inked, but shit did they look good on him. Aside from his tattoos, he had a few piercings on his face, along with his ears. Frank was wearing some black skinnies, and a shirt that said, “I’m a Dinosaur! So Rawr And Stuff!” He had a floppy mohawk, with his side shaved and dyed blonde. His eyes were rimmed with thick black eyeliner, and they were a greenish hazel color.
“Hey Gerard!” Steph waved her hands in front of me, blocking my view of Frank. “Why are you smiling like that?” she snapped her fingers, until I finally came to.
“This is Frank,” she gestured to the shorter, “and he’s gonna pierce you.”
“Hey.” He waved at me, one hand in his tight jeans pocket.
“Umm… hi.” I waved back sheepishly.
Steph glanced at both of us. “Well, I’m gonna go back to my desk and, you know, work.” Smiling, she said, “I’ll leave you two so you can handle your business.”
There was a short awkward silence between, until I stupidly said, “Hi.”
Frank half giggled and half hiccupped. “You said that already!” It was so adorable, but I still made an idiot of myself. Nice Gerard.
He weaved his hair messily through his awesome Mohawk, still smiling. His lip piercing twinkled, and god you have no idea how much I wanted to kiss this stranger.
“Umm… yeah. Sorry about that.” I hid behind my raven fringe, I could feel my cheeks heat up. So far, I’ve just acted like a thirteen year old with a crush.
“It’s okay.” He took a seat next to me, folding his arms. “So what did you want again?”
“I’m here for- I came to- I came to get a piercing.” Shit. I can’t even from a coherent sentence.
“Cool.” He smiled. “I have a few myself.” Frank then gestured to his ears, his lip, and his nose. God did I want to bite and/or lick all those place so badly. “I love’em. Tattoos too, but I think you noticed that.” His cute giggle/hiccup again.
“Yeah. They look se- they look awesome.” I’m glad I caught myself there. What if Frank isn’t even gay or bi or whatever?
“Thanks. So what are you planning to pierce?”
“Well Mikey said it has to be somewhere on the face…”
“Your boyfriend or something?”
“What? Nooo! Mikey’s my brother. I lost a bet, and he knows I’m not fond of needles.. so here I am.”
“What kinda bet? And would your girlfriend like that? ‘Cuz I’m sure a guy like you would surely have a girlfriend if you don’t have a boyfriend…”
“Well let’s just say the plural for moose is not meese and-“ Whoah. Hold on. Did he just flirt with me? Frank is flirting with me?
“And what?” he pressed.
“And I don’t have a girlfriend.” I took a deep breath. “I don’t like girls, I’m gay.”
He looked at me and smiled. “Me too!”
Well maybe I do have a chance with him.
“So you want it somewhere on your face?”
“Yeah but I’m not sure where…” I sighed. “Anywhere where it might not look butt ugly?”
He tapped his chin for a moment before speaking. “I know! On your nose! It’ll look so cool! Since your nose is so cute..” Frank tapped his finger on it, and I giggled.
“Or maybe your lip. Like a stud or something. Since their all thin and stuff, it’ll look sexy.” He inched forward and studied my lips.
“Which will hurt less?” I wanted the least amount of pain when it came to this.
He punched my arm playfully. “Well weenie…” he smiled at me again. “The nose piercing will hurt way less.”
“I’ll do that then.” So Frank stood up and led me to his ‘station’.
“Sit.” I took a seat in this comfy arm chair, and Frank went and gathered the necessary things. I glanced at Steph, and she just winked. My palms were getting sweaty, and my heart began thumping. Fuck I’m nervous. At least Frank is doing it.
“Hold still.” Frank wiped some liquid on my nose, where he was piercing it. It’s gonna be on my right side, a little black stud. He placed the piercing gun on the spot where I’m gonna get it.
“Don’t be scared. It’ll be quick. “ he gave me a reassuring smile and took ahold of my hand.
“In three, two-“ I tensed, ready for it. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit me, but it soon passed.
“See?” Frank smiled. “Quick; and no blood surprisingly.” He placed the piercing in. “And shit you look good.”
I blushed. “Thanks. It didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it was.”
He pulled my face to his, and we were now only a few inches apart. And fuck was he gorgeous.
Inching forward,I quickly filled the space in. We kissed, and fuck was it awesome. From my peripheral, I saw Steph smiling at us.
Frank pulled away and smiled. “Thank Mikey for me.”
“If you go out with me, I’ll pay for your piercing...” he rubbed his shoes on the floor, hand behind his back.
“I’d agree to that either way.”
I stood up, and we hugged good-bye. He smelled like cigarettes and Skittles, I loved it.
“Wait...” he ran up to me as I was walking out. “Here’s my number.” He placed a paper in my hand.
With that, I walked out the door, the ding-dong not so annoying anymore.
Outside, I sent a text to Frank.
“I’m not so scared of needles anymore. :)”
“Youre welcome ;)”
I turned to the shop, and Frank smiled.
A/N: Again thanks for making this my first green story! love you all for this, and free mini-naked Frankie's and Gee's for all!:) Also, I have this other one-shot lying around.... should I post it? R&R