Listen Before You Go

Chapter 5: Moving In

The next ten minutes went by beautifully.

Frank showed Gerard around the house, keeping himself in front so they could be forced to make eye contact, which Gerard avoided the best he could- and mostly failed.

They went to the basement door and Frank smiled, taking the key out of his pocket and holding it up in between their faces.

"The key." He stated, waving it around. "You'll have privacy for extracurricular activities." He smiled and stared at him, forcing eye contact once more.

Inside, Frank was a sparking ball of nerves ready to combust, but outside, he was calm. Actually, holding back the nervous laugh that was threatening to escape made his lips lean to the side in a small smirk, and he was living for it.

Gerard, however, was kind of pissed that this was working on him. He was always the flirty one in relationships. And he was so close to actually blushing, that it hurt. First off, he had seen Frank with no shirt, he has tattoos that Gerard would love to see more of (for more than the one reason you're currently thinking about), then unlike yesterday, Frank is acting all, like, dominant, and now, he just made a slightly sexual remark and is staring him down. Gerard was pretty sure he wasn't breathing.

Gerard smiled, trying to regain his oxygen. "Can I imagine you will be joining me?"

 "Only because you asked so nicely." Frank countered without missing a beat, pushing Gerard into the wall away from him so he can unlock the door. "We'll be having some fun together I'm sure."

Ha! Gerard used the break in eye contact to rebuild his power.

"Obviously." Gerard said, pushing back against Frank's shoulder and leaning down to his ear, trying his hardest not to get distracted by the scorpion tattoo on his neck. "I have a few extracurricular activities I'd like to try with you, if you're available." He whispered.

Frank shivered and Gerard smirked, feeling all of his dominance come back.

Frank unlocked the door with a click and pushed it open. Starting down the stairs, he took a quiet deep breath. Confidence is key.

"You'll be staying on the bottom." Frank stated.

Like Hell I will. Gerard thought, his eyes darkened and Frank smirked again.

Opening his arms and gesturing around the room, Frank sighed. "There's books, movies, a TV, some video games and board games, and a mini fridge with snacks in it next to a pantry with more snacks in it. Your bedroom is right there behind that door, you can use the closet for your belongings if you like."

Gerard wasn't much for using closets, if you catch my drift, and he was going to make a comment of such, but Frank's mom called them upstairs for lunch.

Going upstairs, the two wordlessly agreed to drop the flirty comments and just behave for Mrs. Iero. Sitting at the table with her, she handed them plates with sandwiches on them. 

Frank's mom never cooked for him anymore, so it was a surprise that she didn't have him make his own food. It was only because they had a guest, normally lunch happened so randomly that no one ever ate together, but Mrs. Iero was -obviously- pushing for Gerard to love their family, so he could fall in love and marry Lindsey and all that bullshit.

Frank couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy that he was only getting this attention because his mother was trying to trap a hot French guy into their family. But he still craved the attention, so he couldn't say anything.