"Mikey can I talk to you," Frank announced in Gerard's kitchen. Frank was stood leaning against the counter while Mikey and Gerard caught up. They managed to all agree that Monday - Thursday would be 'Gerard and Mikey time, Friday would be Frank's day and then Saturday would be spent all together. Sunday they all got to spend time on their own; it just worked. Frank tilted his head towards the kitchen door, "Y'know, alone."
Gerard had a confused look on his face as Mikey and Frank left the kitchen, Frank bringing the door with him until it was closed.
"I want Gerard to come to our house for Christmas and until New Year," Frank spoke, smiling and hoping to sweeten the deal, "I would ask him only, but I decided to ask you because it's your house too."
Frank's smile fell, "No? Why no?"
"Are you forgetting how fucking sick he is?" Mikey was shouting and screaming and Frank was a little taken back by seeing the usually so calm boy, so angry, "There's no fucking way, Frank. Never fucking ever."
"But he shouldn't be alone!" Frank tried to reason, but Mikey was not taking any of it and Frank knew that even with the door shut Gerard could probably hear what they were talking about.
"He's alone for one fucking day a week Frank," Mikey shouted, "He's a big boy, he can handle it."
"I don't even fucking care what you think anymore," Frank ranted opening the door, seeing no need for it to be closed anymore, and walked back into the kitchen, "Let's ask Gerard what he thinks."
Gerard looked horrified at the prospect of choosing something and Mikey was furious. He was furious that Frank thought he could just do what he wanted when it came to Gerard, because he couldn't. Mikey knew what was best for Gerard, and this was not it.
"Do you want to stay with us for Christmas and New Year, Gerard?" Frank asked, and Mikey looked so angry and he was almost pleading with Gerard to say no. Gerard's head travelled between the two friends and saw Frank's eyes pleading with him to say yes and Mikey's eyes to say no.
"Yes," Gerard squeaked out and his voice was higher than it would usually be thanks to the pressure he was under.
Mikey walked out of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him, and making Gerard flinch and the sound. Frank saw his place to comfort Gerard.
"Hey, hey, it's okay," Frank was crouched beside Gerard's chair with a hand on Gerard's leg, rubbing soothing circles, "It's fine to want to come spend more time with us. I hate leaving you and so I don't know how I would do it at Christmas."
"But Mikey," Gerard sighed, "Mikey's so angry. Mikey is my family! He's all I have. I need him Frank."
"He's just angry he'll calm down," Frank was promising, Gerard could tell by his tone of voice, "You have me now. I'll stick around I promise."
Frank knew that Gerard wouldn't believe him, but maybe if Frank kept his word, Gerard might start to believe him. It was disgusting to the younger of the pair that someone could abuse someone so special in such a way.
"The others didn't stick around," Gerard whispered and Frank was maybe a little taken back, but he quickly recovered.
"What?" Frank wasn't an idiot, he knew Gerard didn't know that Frank had knowledge of his past and so he didn't want to rat Mikey out. Even if he was being a huge asshole right now.
Gerard was silent and uncooperative, which only highlighted to Frank that Gerard probably didn't full trust him yet. Of course it hurt his feelings a little, but he got over it, because it wasn't Gerard's fault.
Mikey walked back into the kitchen then and Frank stood ready to apologize. But, Mikey held his hand out stopping any attempts Frank made at talking, knowing he didn't have to worry about Gerard trying to talk because Gerard was really nervous right now.
"Is he really coming to stay with us?" Mikey asked, his breathing coming out irregularly, like he had been running. But Frank guessed it was because he was trying to hold back his anger.
"Obviously," Frank was pushing Mikey and he knew it, but Frank was pretty disgusted at how Mikey had acted.
"Then I," Mikey paused, and breathed, "I refuse to help either of you ever again. Clearly you're happy as you are and don't need my opinion. Fuck you both."
"Mikey!" Frank shouted, appalled, "You can't fucking talk to him like that. He wants to spend time with his family at Christmas. I can't believe how much of a dick you're being!"
"Oh and you think you know what's fucking best for him? The fuck you do!" Mikey threw the closest thing he could find at Frank, and Frank dodged it, letting the item smash against the wall.
Gerard gasped when he saw what Mikey had thrown; it was the mug that Gerard and Mkey's grandparents had given Gerard when he was born. He had loved that mug forever.
"You're a serious asshole Mikey! I swear to fucking God, you better apologise right now. You've made him cry!" Frank shouted and sure enough Gerard was crying. Gerard was wiping at his eyes with his gloves but nothing was stopping the flow of his tears.
"No," Mikey shook his head, " No, Fuck you both."
A/N: You can all thank Gerard Way for this chapter. He blocked me on twitter hahahaha. It was my own fault and I wanted him to block me, so it made me happy and kinda made my day. Mainly because he knows that I like Frerard and prefer the gay side of him. Anyway!
I hoped you like this.. drama entails.. :-)
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