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06 July 2007 @ 03:03 am
Boys Of Seclusion: Epilogue: Part 2/2  
Title: Boys Of Seclusion: Epilogue - Part2/2
Author: Me boysxarexmessy
Pairing: Gerard/Frank
Rating: R-like
Summary: Gerard is a social phobic "semi-adult" who meets Frank after Frank's father dies, and as every cliche goes, they become "friends."
Word Count: 2 432
Author's notes: It's done! Oh. God, finally. :) Thank you to all who read this and dealt with my sporatic updates.
Betas: giveyouasmirk && note_to_self18
Disclaimer: FAKE FAKE FAKE
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A more than awkward, tension filled moment past over Gerard's and Frankie's heads, and it really would have been harder for Gerard to bear if he hadn't realized that moments like that were what made up his and Frankie's relationship. When they first met, nothing was upfront or just there. They stayed closed off, and they were just kids. Gerard smiled softly at Frankie, not only to break the tension, but because they weren't kids anymore. And yes, everything was going to be different all over again.

 

Gerard leaned forward, close to Frankie's mouth, and spoke instead of kissing him. "I think... We should go get our coffee." He paused to kiss Frankie. "And then... We'll figure things out from there. How's that?" Before Frankie could answer though, Gerard kissed him again. It was slow and meaningful, and they had all day. Nothing needed to be rushed.

 

"Yeah," Frankie nodded. He looked down at their hands, twined over the bed, and smiled. "Stupid fucking glove. And... You kept it, and everything." They shifted off the bed. "Thank you."

 

"For what?" Gerard asked, and held Frankie's hand until he was off the bed as well. Frankie put his right foot down and then hugged Gerard.

 

"For keeping me," Frankie said. "No matter what."

 

Gerard smiled to himself and led Frankie back into the kitchen, where they sat down with two cups of entirely too strong coffee - "You distracted me. Not my fault," - but otherwise, empty hands. Every time Frankie took a drink, he'd make a face, but hide it from Gerard, and Gerard just pretended not to notice. And, he'd smile anyways.

 

Gerard bit his lip. "Frankie... Can I ask you something?" He looked at Frankie with sincere eyes, and Frankie nearly spit his coffee out.

 

"... It's not good coffee, Gerard, I know, but... I'm trying to choke it down..." Frankie started, but Gerard shook his head. "What? Stop shaking your head. What?" He set his mug down with not to steady hands. Gerard took a breath.

 

"Can, um... I just. Okay. So. Remember about a week ago, the last time I needed you on all night?" Gerard started, his hands groped his coffee mug, nearly molested it. They danced over the too hot ceramic. Frankie nodded, and scratched the side of his head, and his hair still stuck up rather satisfyingly, at least in Gerard's opinion. He smiled. "Well. You still hadn't hung up. And. Um. I heard you tuning your guitar when I woke up... It was like. It was... It was. Um. Nice." Gerard knew what he wanted to say, it just wasn't coming out. It almost felt painful.

 

"I'm not following, Gerard... I--"

 

"--No. I know. I'm.... Not doing this very well. Fuck," Gerard breathed and gazed far off into his black coffee. "I liked it. I liked that that’s what woke me up." He looked back up at Frankie with small confidence riding behind him. "Do... Well. It didn't bother me. It was scratchy and loud as hell, but. I really liked that... So. And then I didn't say so over the phone, but shit like this, it's supposed to be said to a person's face."

 

"Shit like what, Gerard?" Frankie sounded like he wasn't breathing evenly. He too had set his cup down, and had his hands under the table.

 

"Shit like. Uhh. That I want you to... Move in with me. Please?" Gerard raised his eyebrows a little to dramatize his request. He waited a beat before even moving. And Frankie didn't. "But, like. You don't... I just really liked it, and... You can't just stay here today and..." Frankie opened his mouth, and Gerard stopped talking.

 

"Um. Wait... What?" Frankie's shoulder's fell and he let out a breath.

 

Gerard scratched the side of his head, and his hair didn't stick up like Frankie's. His eyes didn't light up like Frankie's, or have meaning behind them like Frankie's. Gerard wondered a little if Frankie saw those things. But Gerard's hair was flat, and he rubbed his eyes too much for anybody to really notice those things.

 

"Well. I. I can't have you leave again. Plus, I mean. It feels almost pointless to come here for a day, and then just go back to Claire, and like... That's... That's bullshit, Kid, and you know it. I... I want to wake up to things that you do. I haven't. I haven't seen you in so fucking long, and I want to just be with you." Gerard scrubbed his eyes, and it was still too early to be awake. Mornings and too strong coffee hadn't been done in so long for Gerard. He continued anyway. "I remember in the basement. I remember just waking up. Just. And it was okay. Right? And everything just felt safe. Frankie. I just... And at the airport. I know it's going to always feel like that, and I want to keep it." Reluctantly as Frankie put his hands back on the table, Gerard inched his closer. He didn't know when Frankie took up painting his fingernails again, but it looked so overwhelming inviting. Gerard slipped his fingers through Frankie's and they finally looked at each other.

 

"Gerard," Frankie said in a voice too small, too quiet. "I... What about...?"

 

"Frankie, you're almost nineteen. You're an adult. Don't... Don't let her hold you down. She already held you back from going to school, because she's too fucking lazy to do things on her own. Don't... Let her do this to us," Gerard argued, but kept his voice strained, just because it wasn't on his side.

 

"I know," Frankie nodded. "I know. But...What about you...?"

 

Gerard looked at Frankie incredulously. "What about me?"

 

"No, I mean. Like your place. And... I don't..." Frankie trailed off as Gerard shook his head. "What?" Gerard took Frankie's hand into his own and held on tight. He pulled him across the floor, and into the living room.

 

Gerard took Frankie's other hand in his, and stepped close to him, their foreheads finding the place where they seemed to just fit. "Frankie," Gerard brought their hands up between their chests. "I know you think I don't have enough room and that... You don't want to intrude. I know that's what you were going to say. I know you. But. Look at this place." Neither one of them moved, because the moment felt too big. "I told you. I don't know what the hell to do with myself here. Listen to me. Just. We'll get whatever you want from Claire’s shipped here - I'll pay, if she wants, and you can stay with me. Remember? We just. Just us." Gerard felt absolutely breathless. "Right?"

 

Frankie's eyes were closed, and he smiled. "Yeah. I remember. I... Want to. Want it." He nodded. "Yeah. Yeah... Fuck details. Just. Kiss me now, okay?" He smiled again, as Gerard curled his fingers around Frankie's chin. "Love you," Frankie mumbled before their lips met. Gerard just smiled and took that as the 'Yes' he was looking for.

 

It was a little more heated than either one of them had planned. They stood there in the middle of the floor, nothing but the sound of Frankie’s whimpers filled Gerard's ears. The sound of his fingers on the studs of Frankie's belt, clicked against the fake metal. He pulled away, face hot, hair successfully stuck up in the back. He still held on to Frankie, because he was allowed without somebody telling them that it was wrong, or to go to the basement, or to just not be together. This was Gerard and Frankie's apartment and they were allowed to do as they pleased. Gerard wrinkled his nose as Frankie planted small kisses all over his face (or as high as being on his toes would take him) and made another request.

 

"Play me something." Gerard surrendered to Frankie, and kissed him one more time and repeated his question-like-statement. They were both a little out of breath, and shaken a little, and Frankie wouldn't let go of Gerard's clothes. Any of them. He just kept his hands somewhere on Gerard's body as he stared up at him. Gerard knew the feeling. He wanted this to be real. "Please?"

 

Frankie nodded, slow, his hair fell into his face. "Yeah. Only..." Frankie licked his lips. "Um. Only..."

 

Gerard lifted Frankie's head, and moved his hair from his eyes. "Only what?" He quickly found out just what when Frankie pulled their lower halves together, with force, and his head fell right into the crook of Gerard's shoulder and neck. Gerard was understandably caught off guard, and he let out a quick, broken breath.

 

"Only," Frankie breathed against Gerard's skin. "Only, I haven't seen you in forever. I... Was just asked to live with you. Thank you for that, by the way," Frankie mumbled between grinding his hips and nuzzling into Gerard's neck. "And. I... Repeated some stupid, lame-ass Fiona Apple mix I made, during the flight. So..." Gerard felt Frankie's fingers dig into his back, and they were practically kids all over again. Gerard wasn't entirely sure where his hands were, but that didn't matter, because they were moving.

*

"Frankie," Gerard gasped. Frankie was completely losing himself against Gerard's cotton, white sheets. His eyes were lightly closed, eyelids fluttering, and jaw shining and slack. Gerard was impressed with how much Frankie had grown up, physically. It wasn't the same as before. But it was just as good, if not better. And Gerard, though his mind was going wonderfully blank, took notice to how much Frankie's body was enjoying this.

 

Frankie's tattoos were all brand new to Gerard. One of his arms sleeved entirely, and that arm, that hand gripped the sheets with every moan Frankie failed to suppress. The only sound coherent to Gerard was Frankie's whines of pleasure, and even his own voice was drifting off somewhere at the sight of Frankie near writhing under him. Gerard's throat felt raw, and constricted, so he knew that he too was not being quiet. Or put together about this. Gerard decided though, that he had every right not to be. And so with every one of Frankie’s low throated moans, Gerard pushed just a little harder, and watched Frankie react to it. His dark hair contrasting greatly with the color of the sheets, his head thrown back hard against one of the pillows. Frankie finally took Gerard's hand into his own, and their eyes met. Gerard felt himself get ten degrees hotter. He bit his lip, and slowly snaked his free hand around Frankie's hard length, and so very slowly kept his rhythm. Frankie took a deep breath and rolled his hips, and took Gerard in deeper. It was a complete feeling more than anything.

 

"Gerard," Frankie whined. Unintelligible sounds, words with no vowels leaked from Frankie's wet mouth, and Gerard just laughed, because at least Frankie could talk. Gerard himself had taken to biting his lip so hard he could taste blood. "Oh... Shit," Frankie breathed deeply, and squeezed Gerard's hand. And if anything, that gesture was felt more. "Please... Jesus. Fuck, Gerard... Fuck," Frankie panted. His entire body was slick with sweat, and Gerard felt a bead of perspiration drip down his chest as well, and it all felt so needed. The panting and the sweating. It was long over due. And neither one of them could hold on any longer. With quick, shallow breaths, Frankie released himself into Gerard's hand, and the feeling brought Gerard over his own barrier. He collapsed on top of Frankie, and he felt his thrumming heart beating against Frankie's. Their chests both on the verge of exploding. And Gerard, though barely coherent still, loved that his heart and Frankie's were perfectly in sync.

 

Gerard inhaled long and deep through his nose, and held on to Frankie. He ran his thumb over Frankie's shoulder, and felt completely at peace with himself. Gerard felt Frankie curl his fingers through and around his short hair, and he smiled against Frankie's wet skin. "I love you, you know?" Gerard whispered. Frankie's hand stopped and turned into a fist around the back of Gerard's head. He nodded. "I can’t believe you're staying with me," he admitted almost to himself. "It's too perfect. Something has to happen. I know something bad is going to happen."

 

"Don't say that," Frankie answered lazily to Gerard's self conversation. A hint of sternness was behind it though, and Gerard kissed Frankie’s chest and finally looked at him.

 

"It's true though," Gerard reasoned. "When has luck ever been on our side?" He thought for a moment. "It never has been. I mean. We tried to run. The car broke down, and then was stolen. Claire didn't let me even say goodbye to you when we dropped you off. Remember? She just grabbed your hand and pushed you into the car." Gerard bit his lip. "Fucking hate her," he mumbled, and Frankie snorted a little. Gerard smiled, but continued. "And then, remember when you had that really bad storm... And all the fucking phones within a ten mile radius of your house... Like, died? I don't know how we survived that week, man," Gerard remembered back. It certainly wasn't easy. He couldn't even remember what he did. Clung to that glove. "But... I mean... How are we going to make this work? Jesus. I never think anything all the way through."

 

Frankie laughed a little, and Gerard was honestly freaking out a little. "Gerard... Okay. Listen to me. Listen." Frankie held Gerard's face between his hands, and this was new; Frankie telling Gerard how things were going to work, and how they would be safe. Frankie licked his lips. "Just me and you. Give that some thought for a minute." He smiled, and kissed Gerard, open mouthed and quite romantically. Gerard played in Frankie's long hair when they pulled away, and nodded.

 

"Just me and you?" Gerard smiled. Because that's the way it should have always been. Loose buttons, old gloves and a second hand guitar. That all mattered, but when it came down to it, if Gerard didn't have Frankie, none of it did. And Gerard hated committing things to his memory, because he gave up all the time. Things were just easier that way. With Frankie, though, even the smallest things seemed so easier to want to remember as long as possible. Gerard nuzzled into Frankie's neck, and couldn't wait to never give up again, and to have Frankie with him.

 

Just like it always should have been.

 
 
 
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( 52 comments — Leave a comment )
(Anonymous) on July 6th, 2007 07:08 am (UTC)
AWESOME
omg i love it, never commented b4! but i love this fic! i love you! lol
have a cookie
fc?
(Anonymous) on July 6th, 2007 07:09 am (UTC)
Re: AWESOME
haha FC woooo!!
dead flies in the summertimedazzling_britt on July 6th, 2007 07:35 am (UTC)
*screams* ... *goes to read*

Wow, they must have racked up some massive phone bills in their time apart.

Yay, I’m so happy, Frankie moved in with him. Life is perfect once again. Well, as perfect as it can be.

O_O That was…that was hot. Damn hot.

"Fucking hate her,"
You and me both, Gerard. Grr.

In conclusion:
Gahhhhhhhhhhh I’m so. Very. Happy! =D
Their relationship is just absolutely wonderful, heart-warming, perfect.
One of my favourite fics ever and now I can put in it my memories.

I love you, oh Great Author. *bows down and kisses your feet*
4mylovekakashi: God says MCR4mylovekakashi on July 6th, 2007 07:37 am (UTC)
YAY for awesome endings! all is good! ^___^
<3<3
4mylovekakashi: Stain MCR lyric icon4mylovekakashi on July 6th, 2007 07:44 am (UTC)
oh btw, i totally just put this in my memories ^_^ <3
mcremochick99 on July 6th, 2007 07:44 am (UTC)
OMG I love you
I love you sooo much. I love this story. Sad to see it end though I love how you update soo fast.
the suicide colleen.fake_faces_x on July 6th, 2007 07:50 am (UTC)
Oh my god, this whole story in general was beautiful. I'm sad to see it end, but I like the way it ended. I guess all great things come to and end, right? But wow, this was completely amazing. <3
Sherrishallowxh3art on July 6th, 2007 08:04 am (UTC)
I'm even going to comment without being anon -
best story I've probably ever read on here :) I don't want it to end.
Alialinutaceasadik on July 6th, 2007 08:30 am (UTC)
*snif* Greatest ending ever! I loved every letter in this story, every incomplete sentence, everything...
stolenxmomentsstolenxmoments on July 6th, 2007 08:47 am (UTC)
just wow

one happy ending that I didn't feel was OTT or forced or anything.

seriously just perfect.

gah I'm in love.

+mems fo' sho'
Catherine: Frankiealana2x1 on July 6th, 2007 09:29 am (UTC)
Aww that was just the most perfect ending. I loved that Frankie seemed to take control from Gerard, you know taking over the reassuring role. Gerard's freaking out was so cute. I mean he completely contradicted himself, cos he was the one that said Frankie was an adult now. So what could possibly have gone wrong? *giggles* Gee's a loveable dork, hee.

As I said, the ending was perfect, and I go back on what I said before, the epilogue was needed. It just helped to finish things so neatly and gwah, it just totally got to me. Loved it! :D
the dirty, filthy liarwaybeyondreason on July 6th, 2007 10:06 am (UTC)
This was perfect! Just.. Oh my God. I love this too much <3
lady_demolitionlady_demolition on July 6th, 2007 10:11 am (UTC)
awww i fucking loved that story!
the ending is so perfect...just like: AWWW =D
but...i'm so sad it's over...so in love with that story!!!
<3 memories!
xoxo
hallie
| aimee |bohemianheathen on July 6th, 2007 10:23 am (UTC)
i've been waiting for this to finish so i could read it all at once... have only got to chapter 22 coz i have to go out, but will be back for the rest soon.

i can't believe how wonderful this is (so far), and i know its only going to be better by the end :)
Billy used to be a little boy.: paris <3falsepretences on July 6th, 2007 10:28 am (UTC)
Just....oh my, I have no words.
You get the award for the most beautiful and meaningful sex scene ;) <3
That ending was perfect. Hmm what a good start to my day.
I hope you'll soon be back with another story!
Kitkittycaterocker on July 6th, 2007 10:48 am (UTC)
oh my god how fucking adorable
now they can be together forever (god how cheesy does that sound)
i love that ending it is just, like, totally perfect.
gee4presidentgee4president on July 6th, 2007 10:59 am (UTC)
beautiful, perfect, adorable ending to a beautiful, perfect, adorable story.
the happy ending we were all hoping for.
thank you.
xXLe_Vie_BohemeXxxle_vie_bohemex on July 6th, 2007 11:11 am (UTC)
BWHAHAHA!

.... ~looks suspicious~ are you stalking me?

LOL I alrays seem to get the post directly under yours! XD

Not that I am complaining, my dear! Just... it's just funny is all!
:P
xXLe_Vie_BohemeXxxle_vie_bohemex on July 6th, 2007 11:09 am (UTC)
~squeeee~

I feel like I have gone so FAR with these boys!
It seems like so long ago since that treehouse, the casserole..
all of it seems like a lifetime ago, like I grew WITH them!

Seriously. Much love for this entire story.
Alialinutaceasadik on July 6th, 2007 01:21 pm (UTC)
Lmao, I almost forgot when that was.. Seriously, I had the impresion that that happened waaayyy long ago
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degrassirox111 on July 6th, 2007 11:48 am (UTC)
Its... Its over?
That was abso-fucking-lutely amazing!
The last line made me cry.
We'll actually the whole chapter made me cry, and the fact that this story is over.
They're together again that's all that matters.
Aazing, amazing, just amazing.
I love you.
No words can describe what this story is!
jerseydevil1977 on July 6th, 2007 12:17 pm (UTC)
*SQUEE!*

*glomps*

I LOVE YOU!

That was the perfect ending! ^_^

*squishes*
handoverheart_x on July 6th, 2007 01:23 pm (UTC)
ahhhhhh i loved this story. going in memories. :D loved the ending, so cute. :) this was one of my favorite stories. <3
Kimxdeadxorxalivex on July 6th, 2007 01:25 pm (UTC)
this was the perfect ending for an amazing story.
im so glad it turned out well in the end :)
i nearly cried cos this was over...im soo lame lol!
this was such a good story! aah :)
1.75 Cheers For Sugar Free Revenge: ferard//loveburn_allempires on July 6th, 2007 01:55 pm (UTC)
YAY
comeththegirlcomeththegirl on July 6th, 2007 02:01 pm (UTC)
love love love love you soooooooo much for this xxxxx
faith5by5_1013: MCR: Ferard: Download Kissfaith5by5_1013 on July 6th, 2007 02:46 pm (UTC)
Awww....

I was sure you were going to post this sometime during the night. And I'm practically nocturnal anyway, so I was waiting. And then my internet died. Thankfully, I finally got it working again and the first thing I did was speed over here to read this.

"Yeah," Frankie nodded. He looked down at their hands, twined over the bed, and smiled. "Stupid fucking glove. And... You kept it, and everything." They shifted off the bed. "Thank you."

"For what?" Gerard asked, and held Frankie's hand until he was off the bed as well. Frankie put his right foot down and then hugged Gerard.

"For keeping me," Frankie said. "No matter what."


That part was so sweet and beautiful. I just love the importance that glove has in this fic.

Gerard asking Frank to move in with him was so perfect. Especially the way he asked. The amount of awkwardness in asking fit their whole relationship. And I love how well you connected it to Gerard's promises in the past about how it would just be the two of them in the future. I love that that promise finally came true.

I love the amount of description you used to describe Frank while they were having sex. It's not graphic in any way, but I could imagine it clearly with my own two eyes. I'm amazed at how you can use so much description about them having sex and it's not porn-like or anything. It's just beautiful.

He collapsed on top of Frankie, and he felt his thrumming heart beating against Frankie's. Their chests both on the verge of exploding. And Gerard, though barely coherent still, loved that his heart and Frankie's were perfectly in sync.

I loved this part. One of the many things I love about this fic is that you tie in so many details that are important and keep bringing them up. Like their hearts beating. And this is one of my favorite mentions of it. Probably tied with one of them falling asleep with the phone on their chest so the other one could hear their heart beating.

Frankie laughed a little, and Gerard was honestly freaking out a little. "Gerard... Okay. Listen to me. Listen." Frankie held Gerard's face between his hands, and this was new; Frankie telling Gerard how things were going to work, and how they would be safe. Frankie licked his lips. "Just me and you. Give that some thought for a minute." He smiled, and kissed Gerard, open mouthed and quite romantically. Gerard played in Frankie's long hair when they pulled away, and nodded.

"Just me and you?" Gerard smiled. Because that's the way it should have always been. Loose buttons, old gloves and a second hand guitar. That all mattered, but when it came down to it, if Gerard didn't have Frankie, none of it did. And Gerard hated committing things to his memory, because he gave up all the time. Things were just easier that way. With Frankie, though, even the smallest things seemed so easier to want to remember as long as possible. Gerard nuzzled into Frankie's neck, and couldn't wait to never give up again, and to have Frankie with him.

Just like it always should have been.


This is the perfect way to end this. Using so many of the details you've wrote about in the past and then saying that things like the button, the gloves, and the guitar, which all mean so much in the story, wouldn't matter without if they didn't have each other.

And the last line had me near tears. It was such a breathtaking ending to the story.
Faith Helena: Frankiemamoo13 on July 6th, 2007 02:51 pm (UTC)
This story has been amazing. It's just so cool how we've basically gotten to watch them grow, and I just love it!!!!
♥Memories♥
silencing_sam / Samuelsilencing_sam on July 6th, 2007 03:05 pm (UTC)
Oh. My. God.

How fucking awesome are you? This story is so amazing. My favourite line from this chapter has to be

This was Gerard and Frankie's apartment and they were allowed to do as they pleased.

Just because there is so much truth in that statement. Claire was against them, Mikey was against them, Gerard's mum was happy for them, but she tried to discourage it at one point, etc. And it was always Gerard and Frankie's apartment, never just Gerard's. At least, that was the impression I got.

I know I'm not the only one who loved your story, and can't wait for another story from you =]
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