Peppers, laziness, curiosity . . .
Peppers was generally filled with excess energy, and always seemed to feed off Mikey's visits. This worked out splendidly, because Mikey simply adored tiring himself out with the little bouncing ball of fluff. The television never failed to bore him quickly, so he happily retreated after just a short while.
Frank and Gerard simply shook their heads in unison when he left with an excited Peppers. It was so typical of Mikey. They were very used to it. In retrospect, they were, perhaps, just a little lazier than Mikey at times, so they decided to just stick to watching some television for a while.
Frank passed the remote of the television to Gerard, who began to flip randomly through the channels, without any real aim, motivation or energy to do so. After a while, he simply gave up and tossed the remote aside. They had landed on something they assumed to be a soap or something, but they didn't really care. The two young friends were only watching lazily, and neither of them had their hearts fully set on the activity. Gerard was still very upset and confused about what their parents had told them earlier, and Frank was upset because he hated when something bothered or hurt his friends (and the whole concept of divorce confused him immensely, of course).
It didn't take very long for something on the television to grasp their attention, though.
On the screen, a young, blonde girl, with big blue eyes and rosy cheeks was being kissed by a young man with raven hair and deep brown eyes.
Both boys' eyes grew extremely wide. They weren't very familiar with the concept, but were both a little baffled by the idea. Secretly, they both wondered if kissing someone was really that much fun as it looked like on television. The air around them grew a little awkward, but it was blended with intense curiosity.
"Gee?" Frank was the first one to break the silence between them. "Yes, Frankie?" Gerard answered. Neither of the boys looked away from the scene on the television, though.
"Do you think that . . . " Frankie began. " . . . kissing . . . is really nice? Like it looks on TV?" At this, Gerard looked over at his friend, considering.
"Hmm. I really don't know, Frankie," he replied, cocking his head to the side. "I mean . . . I bet it must be a big deal, if it looks like people enjoy it on TV, right?" Both boys returned their attention to the television.
Frank frowned a little. "How would we know, though?" he asked. Gerard looked back at Frank, raising his eyebrow a little. "Hmm . . ." he considered, then frowned a little too, as he replied. "I suppose we'd have to try it on someone to know, right?"
At those words, Frank looked back at Gerard, biting his bottom lip. "Do you think . . ." he trailed off, gesturing between the two of them. " . . . we should, you know, try it?" he finished.
Gerard quickly met Frank's gaze, cocking his head to the side again, biting his own bottom lip as he considered.
Kissing wasn't actually something the two friends had ever imagined doing with each other, but curiosity seemed to overrule in the particular situation at hand.
"I guess," Gerard replied. Frank nodded, smiling. Gerard returned his smile, as both boys scooted a bit closer.
The kiss happened so quickly that even the two parties involved nearly missed it. It was a simple, light peck of lips, without either one even closing their eyes.
"Hmm . . ." Frank said. "Do you think we did it right?" After a short while Gerard shook his head. "I don't think so. Should we . . . try again?" he replied. "Yeah, maybe?" Frank said. Gerard nodded, and they both leaned in again.
This time around, the two boys decided to close their eyes and allowed their lips to lightly brush for just a couple of seconds.
When they parted, both boys had blank expressions, but were slightly blushing, however.
They looked at each other, considering, for a while, before Gerard spoke. "I didn't hate it." He said it like the fact surprised him, but he gave Frank a smile. Frank smiled back. "Me neither," he replied.
"It was nice," Gerard shrugged. "Yeah, but maybe we are not old enough for it to be really fun?" Frank replied. "Hmm. I think you're right. And aren't we supposed to kiss girls, though?" Gerard offered.
Frank scrunched his mouth to the side, wrinkling his nose and frowned.
Gerard rolled his eyes and grinned at his friend. "Frankie. You're not gonna tell me you still believe girls have cooties, are you?" he teased. Frank giggled. "Nah. They just aren't my best friend, though," he replied, shrugging.
Gerard gave Frank's hand a little squeeze. "I know, Frankie," he replied, smiling. Frankie squeezed his hand back and smiled in return.
Both boys returned to their previous states of lazily watching television. The kissing on the screen had passed already by that point.
After a while a rather played-out Mikey returned, asking when Gerard thought they ought to leave. With a sigh Gerard deemed it time. They both greeted Frank (and his parents, who were in the kitchen at that point) and headed back home.
The time spent at the Iero home had definitely been a very welcome and effective distraction for both boys, but they were both anxious about what reality might face them at home. They braced themselves before entering their home, both knowing that they were going through it together.