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You Are Gonna Feel It Later Chapter 13
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“I brought you something. I thought it might help you feel better...” Frank leans over and grabs Gerard’s sketch pad and a few charcoal pencils he had brought from Gerard’s desk. A small smile graces Gerard’s lips.
“Leave it to you to be the one to bring this to me,” Gerard observes, making Frank giggle.
“I know that’s always where you go when... well, you know, shit gets tough.” he notices Frank seems suddenly shy. He’s not sure if Frank intends to be shy or if he’s just uncomfortable. Gerard leans forward, pulling Frank into him slightly. Ever so gently he kisses the apple of Frank’s cheek, then picks up the sketch pad.
He turns the page to a clean sheet and lifts a pencil to the page. Frank can see Gerard is already lost in his own world. I wonder what’s going in there, what he’s thinking about. Frank sits watching Gerard draw; he has always enjoyed watching him draw. Gerard’s face twitches and his mouth and tongue move around slightly, like Frank can see the wheels turning in his head. He’s curious to know what Gerard’s drawing this time. Gerard keeps stealing glances at Frank, something he normally doesn’t do while. Frank can hardly bear the curiosity anymore.
“What are you drawin’ over there?” Frank asks, almost flirty.
Immediately, Gerard pulls his sketch pad closer, giving Frank a playful, childish look but not answering. Frank chuckles and stands up from the bed where he’s been sitting next to him for some time. He walks over to the bookshelf across the way. Gerard always has a comic somewhere, and this is his where he keeps his favorites, most he received as gifts from friends. Frank thumbs past Gerard’s normal Grant Morrison comics and “The Doom Patrol” series. He’s looking for something different. Gerard glances that way, then back down to his drawing.
“Looking for something?” he asks Frank. Gerard and Frank have spent countless hours in here reading comics together. By the way Frank was going over the bookshelf, Gerard figures he is trying to find a particular one.
“Where’s that ‘Biologic Show’ one? I just want something dark and short like that.” Gerard glances up at him, smirking that Frank would choose Gerard’s favorite comic book.
“Like you?” Gerard picks on Frank. Frank cuts his eyes at him. Both of them giggle. “I’ve got it over here,” reaching for the nightstand. “I was reading it before we left out a few weeks ago.”
“Oh,” Frank replies, walking over to collect the coveted comic.
“You know that chair’s not that comfortable,” he utters, making room on the bed for Frank. “Come cuddle up over here.”
“But then I can see what you’re drawing over there.”
“So? It’s almost done anyway.” Gerard pulls the sheets off the space he had just made on the bed. Frank looks at him hesitantly.
“C’mon,” Gerard smirks, motioning with his head for Frank. Frank snuggles up on the bed. The spot is warm from Geerard’s body. A shiver runs over Frank, remembering the warmth of Gerard’s naked being pressed against his. Gerard pretends not to notice, but his smirk turns into a full grin. He covers Frank’s lap once he’s settled in and lays the sketch pad down on it.
Frank picks it up, carefully examining the art Gerard had just drawn. It is a rough sketch really. On the page is a picture of Gerard and Frank together, holding hands. The faces in the sketch are obvious to Frank; Gerard has an adept ability with faces. Together they look happy. Frank looks up to meet Gerard’s gaze, which hasn’t left him since Frank had picked up the pad. Frank sees emotion upon emotion in Gerard’s eyes: fear, pain, remorse. But one comes as a surprise to Frank, desire.
With a slow movement, he leans into Frank, softly kissing Franks lips. At first Frank is confused, but Gerard doesn’t relent. Frank begins kissing Gerard back. Gerard is comforted that Frank hasn’t recoiled from him. Something in his soul wants this between them. Frank is a wonderful person; he’s always been a good friend to me. As if reading Gerard’s thoughts, Frank breaks the kiss and looks closely at him.
“I’ll always be here for you, Gerard. You know that, right?” You’re so damn irresistible when you’re vulnerable.
“Would you still have me, Frank? Even after yesterday?”
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so, it has been a while since I've done an update. But thanks to Suki I just made this one. I hope you guys will be standing by to the next chapter ;)
“Leave it to you to be the one to bring this to me,” Gerard observes, making Frank giggle.
“I know that’s always where you go when... well, you know, shit gets tough.” he notices Frank seems suddenly shy. He’s not sure if Frank intends to be shy or if he’s just uncomfortable. Gerard leans forward, pulling Frank into him slightly. Ever so gently he kisses the apple of Frank’s cheek, then picks up the sketch pad.
He turns the page to a clean sheet and lifts a pencil to the page. Frank can see Gerard is already lost in his own world. I wonder what’s going in there, what he’s thinking about. Frank sits watching Gerard draw; he has always enjoyed watching him draw. Gerard’s face twitches and his mouth and tongue move around slightly, like Frank can see the wheels turning in his head. He’s curious to know what Gerard’s drawing this time. Gerard keeps stealing glances at Frank, something he normally doesn’t do while. Frank can hardly bear the curiosity anymore.
“What are you drawin’ over there?” Frank asks, almost flirty.
Immediately, Gerard pulls his sketch pad closer, giving Frank a playful, childish look but not answering. Frank chuckles and stands up from the bed where he’s been sitting next to him for some time. He walks over to the bookshelf across the way. Gerard always has a comic somewhere, and this is his where he keeps his favorites, most he received as gifts from friends. Frank thumbs past Gerard’s normal Grant Morrison comics and “The Doom Patrol” series. He’s looking for something different. Gerard glances that way, then back down to his drawing.
“Looking for something?” he asks Frank. Gerard and Frank have spent countless hours in here reading comics together. By the way Frank was going over the bookshelf, Gerard figures he is trying to find a particular one.
“Where’s that ‘Biologic Show’ one? I just want something dark and short like that.” Gerard glances up at him, smirking that Frank would choose Gerard’s favorite comic book.
“Like you?” Gerard picks on Frank. Frank cuts his eyes at him. Both of them giggle. “I’ve got it over here,” reaching for the nightstand. “I was reading it before we left out a few weeks ago.”
“Oh,” Frank replies, walking over to collect the coveted comic.
“You know that chair’s not that comfortable,” he utters, making room on the bed for Frank. “Come cuddle up over here.”
“But then I can see what you’re drawing over there.”
“So? It’s almost done anyway.” Gerard pulls the sheets off the space he had just made on the bed. Frank looks at him hesitantly.
“C’mon,” Gerard smirks, motioning with his head for Frank. Frank snuggles up on the bed. The spot is warm from Geerard’s body. A shiver runs over Frank, remembering the warmth of Gerard’s naked being pressed against his. Gerard pretends not to notice, but his smirk turns into a full grin. He covers Frank’s lap once he’s settled in and lays the sketch pad down on it.
Frank picks it up, carefully examining the art Gerard had just drawn. It is a rough sketch really. On the page is a picture of Gerard and Frank together, holding hands. The faces in the sketch are obvious to Frank; Gerard has an adept ability with faces. Together they look happy. Frank looks up to meet Gerard’s gaze, which hasn’t left him since Frank had picked up the pad. Frank sees emotion upon emotion in Gerard’s eyes: fear, pain, remorse. But one comes as a surprise to Frank, desire.
With a slow movement, he leans into Frank, softly kissing Franks lips. At first Frank is confused, but Gerard doesn’t relent. Frank begins kissing Gerard back. Gerard is comforted that Frank hasn’t recoiled from him. Something in his soul wants this between them. Frank is a wonderful person; he’s always been a good friend to me. As if reading Gerard’s thoughts, Frank breaks the kiss and looks closely at him.
“I’ll always be here for you, Gerard. You know that, right?” You’re so damn irresistible when you’re vulnerable.
“Would you still have me, Frank? Even after yesterday?”
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so, it has been a while since I've done an update. But thanks to Suki I just made this one. I hope you guys will be standing by to the next chapter ;)
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