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Gerard wakes up, burying into his blankets, blocking the light from his eyes. He dreamt about the zombie apocalypse and he didn’t want it to end, but after about 6 or 7 minutes, he figured he wasn’t going to fall back asleep, so he sat up and looked at his clock.
“Damn, 2:48 already, it feels like I fell asleep only an hour ago.” Gerard whispers to himself. He gets up walks into the bathroom (that’s connected to his room) and looks at himself in the mirror. He has eyeliner smeared under his eyes, and his hair is sticking up in almost every direction. He’s wearing his blue boxers and a baggy black tee shirt.
He smiled remembering Frank was coming over today, and then flattened down his hair.
He stood in the doorway of his kitchen. Mikey was eating cereal and tried to say something, but since there was cereal in his mouth it came out “ha-fra-is-har” and spit chunks all over the table. Gerard just looked at him and laughed.
He gets his coffee then turns into the living room to watch TV.
“Hey Gerard.” Frank says
“Ahh! Frank!” Gerard screams and spills his hot coffee all over his bare legs, not expecting Frank to be there. “What-why are you here?! I mean…so early?”
“Oh…well your mom came to my house to talk to my mom, and she said that I could go over now, so I came and you were still sleeping, and Mikey said I could watch TV. I’ve been here for about an hour or so. Oh and you were right, your brother is really cool.”
Gerard and Frank both look at Mikey who smiled really big smile and waved, he had chunks of cereal in his teeth. They both laugh.
“Ahh…well…come on then.” Gerard starts heading up to his room and Frank follows.
“Wow.” Franks mouth was wide with amazement. There were posters and drawings all over his room, he had a huge drawing of a superhero above his bed. “Did you…draw this?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Oh my god, it’s amazing!”
“Thanks.”
Frank turns around, and looks at the walls.
When he looks at Gerard he laughs.
“What?” Gerard asks.
“Um…” Frank put his hand over his mouth to stop from laughing, then looked at Gerard’s lower half of his body.
“Gerard looked down, to see his tight, wet, almost see-through boxers (that he spilled coffee on).
“Oh jeez!” Gerard grabs a hoodie from the floor and covers himself. Frank was still laughing under his hand. So Gerard gets a fresh pair of boxers and jeans from his dresser.
“I’ll be right back.” He says walking into the bathroom closing the door behind him.
Frank smiled to himself, and continued looking around the room.
When Gerard came back out Frank was looking at all the sketches on his desk.
“These are amazing Gerard.”
“Thanks…you wanna listen to music?”
“Yeah …what CD’s do have?”
“Come here, I’ll show you.” Gerard said walking to a wall that Frank didn’t notice before. There was a huge black bookshelf, it went all the way to the ceiling and took up about half of the wall.
“Oh my god…how…how did I not notice that?” Frank questions himself.
Half of the bookshelf had books and comics, the other half was all CDs.
“Go ahead, pick one.” Gerard says smiling.
“Hmm…” Frank skims through the stacks of CD’s, and finally picks Green Day, and hands it Gerard, who walks over a puts it in his stereo.
“Oh, hey sorry about scaring you earlier, and making you spill your coffee.”
“Oh, that’s ok, I-I like smelling coffee.” Gerard giggles.
“Well that’s…good…I guess…what do you want to do?”
“Umm…I don’t know…you’re the guest…what do you want to do?”
“Well…I kind-a want to look at all your comics”
“Okay.”

*Frank’s POV

Gerard had so many fucking comics.
We were discussing each one of them, pointing out our favorite characters, scenes, and graphics.
Gerard told me his dream about the zombie apocalypse, which led to us playing a video game about the zombie apocalypse.
“Go behind the hospital and you’ll find a chain saw.” Gerard stated.
“Sweet.”
“Okay, now I’m gonna come find you, then we’ll go to in the hospital.”
“Okay”
“Alright, lets go.”
Our characters run into the hospital.
“I don’t see any.” I say
“Uh, I think they’re all on the second floor.”
“Okay, I’m going up the stairs.”
“I’m behind you.”
When we go upstairs we find the zombies and I kill about 4 until one of them get me.
“God damn it!” I yell when I get killed.
“Ha ha!” He laughed in an annoying voice, so I shoved his shoulder, he shoved me back.
“Oh you wanna go!?” I said then tackled Gerard. I pinned him to the floor.
Then he rolled us over and pinned me to the floor. We were laughing, until I noticed that he was straddling me. He takes his hands off me shoulders. So I lift my self up on my elbows and kiss his lips. Just quick pecks, then another, then a longer kiss, a little longer kiss. He opens his mouth a bit, inviting me in. I explore the inside of his mouth, and he’s exploring mine. He taste a little bit like coffee.
Then the doorknob giggled and the door swings open, Mikey came in the room.
“Hey Ger- oh my god!”
Gerard stood up. “Mikey!” His face was red.
Mikey ran out of the room and Gerard ran after him. So I stood up, and went in the living room, where they were.
“Why didn’t you just tell me?”
“Well, I didn’t think Mom and Dad would understand, and I knew you would tell them.”
“Gerard, I wouldn’t tell them that…that’s for you to tell, not anyone else.”
“So you don’t care that I’m…bi”
“No, you’re my brother, and I love you no matter what, I was…just a little…shocked at first, that’s all, I wouldn’t judge anyone like that.”
“Mikey you’re awesome.”
The brothers hugged.
“And I think Frank is a good guy, for you.” I smiled, and Gerard looked back at me, and smiled.
“Thanks Mikey, you rock.”
“I know.” Mikey said with a big smile. “If you guys are happy, then I’m happy.”
We all smile, then Gerard walks over and puts a hand on my waist, and we started to walk away. “Oh, hey Mikey?
“Huh?” He said from the couch.
“What was it that you wanted, when you came in my room?”
“Oh…uh…I…broke the toaster…again.”
“Damn it Mikey! You gotta stop shoving forks in the fucking toaster!”
“I’m sorry! The toast got stuck!”
“You know, you are going to get seriously hurt one of these days” Gerard said as me and him walked back to his room, with his hand still on my waist.