Alright guys, I know mcr broke up forever ago but oh well, I'm still writing this. obviously this is completely fiction, I know that frerard isn't real, and if the idea bothers you, I suggest you don't read this.
It was far too cramped on the bus for Gerard's liking. It was like you couldn't get more than two minutes to yourself without someone noisily barging in.
It was currently nine in the morning and there was zero chance he'd be getting any more sleep. Ray and Mikey were arguing rather loudly about some movie the had watched last night, at 1am mind you.
So yeah, Gerard was pretty pissed. To make matters worse, if that was even possible, the coffee machine was broken.
Yeah, that's right, no coffee for the caffeine addict. Coffee was basically the only thing that could get him going in the morning, and without it he was a bitter, sleepy, mess.
"Would you guys shut up," Gerard yelled, attempting to block out the noise with his pillow. Neither bothered to pause their argument for him.
"Wow Gee, someone's cranky," Frank said in a mock baby voice from across the room.
"Shut up," Gerard mumbled, tossing a pillow in his general direction. Frank easily dodged it and chuckled to himself.
"What's so funny," Gerard mumbles, sitting up.
"Nothing, besides the fact that your such a grump in the morning," frank replies, smirking.
"I am not," Gerard yells, glaring at the darker haired boy.
"Well then, I guess you wouldn't want this then, would you?" Frank said slyly, dangling a cup of coffee in the air.
"Where did you get that?" Gerard asked incredulously.
"Well," frank starts with a smirk, taking a long sip of the coffee. He has to bite his lip to not laugh at the horrified look on Gerard's face. "While your majesty was still sleeping we made a quick stop at a certain coffee house."
"You did not stop at Dunkin' Dontuts without me Frank Iero!" Gerard cried out.
"Oh, I think I did," frank replied smugly, taking yet another long drink.
"Come on man," Gerard pleaded, "just give me a little of it."
"Of what," Frank asked, raising the cup to his lips, "this coffee?"
By now the cup was half empty and Gerard looked as if he might kill someone to get to that coffee.
"Yes," Gerard spat out, trying to keep a positive attitude and failing horrificly, "that coffee."
"Well I'm sure I could give you a taste of it," Frank replied, still wearing that smug smile of his.
"Really," Gerard said hopefully.
"Yep," Frank said before draining the last bit of coffee from the cup, watching Gerard's facial expression change to horror.
"Y-you said you'd give me a taste!" Gerard cried out, clearly upset.
"Yes I did," Frank replied, that smug smile returning, "and I will."
It was then when Gerard realized just how close they were sitting. When he started leaning in Gerard barely had time to react before frank's lips were pressed firmly against his own.
At first Gerard was too shocked to respond, but when Frank ran his has through Gerard's messy hair he couldn't help but lean into the kiss more. He was met instantly with the taste of coffee and let out a small moan.
Frank pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against Gerard's, letting out a small chuckle at the blush that covered his face.
"I told you I'd give you a taste of my coffee, didn't I?"
Ta da! First oneshot/drabble thingy complete! I don't even know what the hell that was, I wrote most of it at like 1 in the morning, so hopefully it wasn't too terrible.