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20 March 2010 @ 04:59 pm
It's Not Easy Being Green  
Title: It’s Not Easy Being Green
Author : heathermouth aka slashxyouxup
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Rating: R
Summary: Frank lives 1.5 miles away from Saint Peter’s High School for Catholic boys. He can walk that distance in just under twenty five minutes, and run it in just over fifteen – ten if he cuts through fields and gardens without stopping or getting caught.
Warnings: language, homophobia and a blowj.
Disclaimer: Writer’s lie – just like your parents.

A/N: Title stolen from Kermit the Frog – true story.





It’s not easy being green

Frank lives 1.5 miles away from Saint Peter’s High School for Catholic boys. He can walk that distance in just under twenty five minutes, and run it in just over fifteen – ten if he cuts through fields and gardens without stopping or getting caught. He’s had a lot of practice at this and has cut his time down to what he believes is of Olympic standard over the years. It’s toned his legs and chest, though there’s still that childish pudge around his stomach that refuses to move, improved his stamina and halved the amount of times he gets ill per season. If anything he should be glad about this and want to do it more often, maybe take up track at school or something, but the truth is he despises it. Maybe this is due to the reason he runs home from school almost everyday.

For maybe a little under a year now, seventeen year old Frank Iero has been openly gay. For most teenagers this is a traumatising experience, to be hated for what you are, but for a Catholic boy Frank’s sure it’s even worse. With every bloody nose and black eye teachers and pupils alike turn their heads even further the other way. They don’t care, Frank knows this, and nobody will ever be punished for pummelling him in to his locker. His mother’s given up calling in, even though she refuses to send him to a none religious school – having this been her sadly passed mother’s wish for all of her children and grandchildren. So Frank’s been stuck there, no matter how many times they argue about it. “Nan wouldn’t want me to be miserable,” he persists, though his mother just rolls her eyes, sighs and begs Frank not to get in to this again. Not long left now, that’s what she tells him, but to Frank graduation has never seemed so far away.

It’s Friday today and as the end of the day bell rings a chorus of hallelujahs should be ringing out in Frank’s mind, but as the captain of the track team grins and cracks his knuckles a wave of dread washes over him. He made sure to have everything he needs out of his locker at lunchtime, and his history classroom is just two rooms from the main entrance. Frank sits on the second row and The Hulk and his cronies sit at the very back, if the halls fill up quick he should get a decent head start. They get the nod from Mr. Needs-To-Get-Laid-ASAP and it’s on. Slinging his backpack on to his shoulder Frank bolts from the room at lightening speed, knocking someone’s notes from their desk in the process.

The halls fill up fast and as Frank gets to the main doors he can hear the irritated calls of pupils being pushed out of the way not too far behind him. Frank groans, they’re in a chasing mood today. He heads for the field and backyards, hoping they’ll get bored and pissed off jumping fences. He’s small and fast and able to dart and hide behind every obstacle so he’ll be hard to keep tabs on. They follow him quickly across the field and the first garden fence is not too far away. The adrenalin is already kicking in, dripping down Frank’s legs and feet enabling him to jump the first fence with no problem. He lands effortlessly, mentally giving himself a perfect ten. He can hear the others running, their feet pounding harshly like an angry mob in to the wet grass. He eyes the next fence and carries on.

Two or three gardens later and they’re catching up, just one fence behind now as he sees that mop of thick blond hair over the fence he’s just jumped. He’s going to have to get quicker or find a place to hide. Mikey’s house is about four gardens away, but god damn it’s Friday and he’s got a bass lesson down town which he won’t be home from for another hour. He doesn’t think Mikey’s mother would be overjoyed if he broke in to their house, maybe he can hide in the garage or something if Hulk and co gets too close. Two gardens down and he’s feeling the pollen from what smells like a thousand flowers itch at his nose. Fuck his hay fever.

Finally he gets to Mikey’s yard, landing on his mother’s flower bed. Oops. He’ll pay for that one, he’s sure of it. The house looks dark and empty, even in the middle of the day. As he takes another step forward a painful twinge runs up his calf. He bites down hard on his bottom lip to conceal the cry of pain. They’re catching up, he can hear them. His heart beats loudly in his ears as he looks for a place to hide. Luckily, the Way’s garden slopes down and around the corner of the house towards a passage to the front. He’s sure he can maybe hide behind a few trash cans until the others pass. He darts around the wall quickly, backing himself up against the orange brick. They land in the garden and Frank swears he feels the ground shake. He closes his eyes, mentally begging them to just keep running. “Hey, guys, I think he’s still in here.” Frank bangs his head back against the wall and mouths a few curses. “Wait, what’s down there?”

Oh God, Frank thinks they’re coming. He sinks down the ground silently and looks between the two trash cans. This is where he’s going to die. He can almost feel their shadows upon him when something moves and shuffles behind him. He gasps and crawls back. It’s the basement window – its opening. Without thinking he yanks it open and pushes his feet and legs in, someone grabs his body and pulls the rest of him in. The window slaps shut and suddenly a curtain is drawn across, draping the room in darkness. Frank stares at the window, breathing heavily as he hears footsteps approach. “Where’s he gone? I swear I heard something.” They kick over a trash can until one of them says, “It was probably a cat.” The others agree and their feet shuffle away through the gravel and grass. When it’s been silent for a good moment or so, the lights are flipped on. As soon as Frank sees that pale face and freshly cut uneven dark hair he leaps across the room.

“Gerard!” he calls, landing in the open arms of a laughing older Way, who stumbles back under Frank’s weight. He clings to him tight. “When the hell did you get back?”

“Last night,” he replies with his cheek crushed against the top of Frank’s head. Backing off a little, Frank tries to grin less as his cheeks are starting to pinch. He’s not seen Gerard since his last break from art college, which was a good few months ago. He steps back and flops on to the unmade bed as Gerard takes up the computer chair.

“Wow, so you’ve really finished college now?” Gerard nods and Frank stares off up to the ceiling. “Man, you can do whatever the hell you want now,” he flicks his eyes over to the curtain covered window, “I’m so jealous.”

“I’m not,” Gerard cuts in, “I have to actually get a job and a place and be, y’know, independent and shit.”

“Better than running a marathon everyday, just to avoid the beating of a lifetime.” Gerard’s eyebrows furrow as he frowns.

“They’re still doing that shit, huh?”

Frank gestures towards the window. “Evidently.”

“And there’s nothing you can do?”

“No,” Frank says shaking his head slowly, “mom refuses to move me and no one at school gives a shit if someone pounds on the fag.”

Gerard frowns further. “Frank-”

“It’s ok,” Frank interrupts, “I know it’s my own fault.”

“Hey, who the hell said this was your fault?” Frank simply shrugs. “Because it’s not, y’know? Don’t ever think it’s your fault. You are who you are, Frank, and I’m proud of you for standing up for that.”

“Yeah, just for the right to suck some asshole off behind a gas station,” Frank mumbles.

“What?” Gerard pulls his seat closer to the bed until his knees are touching the mattress.

“It’s nothing,” Frank says quickly. “I figured you gotta earn certain things, get some experience, y’know?”

“And who the hell told you that?”

Frank dips his head. “No one. That’s just what I gathered, from my experiences.”

“Frank, has anyone ever done things for you first?” Frank doesn’t answer, just refuses to look Gerard in the eye. “You don’t have to earn that. Jesus, Frank, you don’t have to blow any guy who doesn’t freak out at the word ‘gay’ just to get experience or to feel worthy of being gay. There are nice guys out there.”

Frank rolls his eyes. “Oh yeah, and they’ve all been breaking my door down to get some action from the fastest queer in all of Jersey, who lives with his mom, has no job, plays guitar and watches horror movies all day long and-” Frank’s cut off mid ramble by the press of Gerard’s lips, hard and secure against his. After his eyes have come back down from widening twice their original size Frank immediately closes them and grabs at the front of Gerard’s dirty hoodie. He opens his mouth and sucks Gerard’s tongue inside, hormones officially taking over.

With little encouragement Frank scoots back on the bed, pulling Gerard with him. Gerard continues pushing him along until he’s lay back completely, never breaking the kiss. It’s a sure talent, Frank thinks, until his mind is blocked by Gerard’s hand crawling up his white school shirt. Frank gasps when cold fingertips brush across his nipple and he arches up in to Gerard’s body. “You can tell me to stop,” Gerard whispers, his mouth covering the shell of Frank’s ear. Frank shakes his head frantically and feels Gerard’s lips smile against him. Frank pulls at the zipper on Gerard’s hoodie, pulling it down until he can pull the hoodie off.

Gerard looks down at him, lips red and shining with saliva, hair a mess and eyes glazed and, honestly, Frank’s never felt so turned on just looking at someone. How had he never noticed this before? Gerard’s always been, well, Gerard. But now he’s, god - Gerard. Frank wants to lick him all over. Gerard leans down to kiss him again, pushing Frank’s shirt up to under his armpits. He sucks on Frank’s pulse before trailing his lips to Frank’s chest where he bites and licks and kisses, all the way down until Frank’s wet and sticky, shaking and moaning. Gerard licks a quick circle around Frank’s navel and he gasps, his dick twitching in his trousers.

Before Frank knows it, his trousers are undone and around his thighs, along with his boxers. He’d blush if he had enough blood in that area, but it’s all gone south for the winter and Gerard seems extremely pleased about this. He grins, digging his blunt nails in to Frank’s hips before burying his nose in his dark pubic hair and licking the base of Frank’s cock. Frank moans, his head falling back against the pillows as his hips rise up off the bed. “Gerard,” he whines, “please.” Expecting to have to beg a little more, Frank’s taken completely of guard when Gerard envelopes the whole of Frank’s cock in to his warm, wet mouth. “Fuuuuck,” Frank drags out the word long a low as he feels a warmth pooling in his stomach.

It seems Gerard knows exactly what he’s doing, and Frank would like to ask him how this can be but his brain is scrambled and Gerard’s mouth is full of his cock – so maybe he’ll ask later. He’s gripping the sheets with white knuckles as Gerard hums around him, licking up and taking him down like a god damn pro. Frank swears he’s about to lose his mind completely as Gerard’s hot tongue runs over his tight skin. He’s not sure he can take much more and makes the fatal mistake of looking down. Gerard looks back up with lust laden eyes, his lips stretched around Frank’s leaking cock. Frank moans Gerard’s name and bucks several times. He’s going to come, and that’s all he can do to warn Gerard. He doesn’t seem to mind though, and swallows greedily around Frank’s cock, which would be enough to make him come if he wasn’t doing so already.

When Gerard finally drops Frank’s cock from his mouth it’s limp and lifeless, completely spent. Frank feels like he’s covered in goose bumps, and every single bump is vibrating. He feels, in other words, fantastic. Gerard seems obviously pleased with himself as he grins and slinks his way back up to Frank’s face. “I take it you’d like me to do that again sometime?”

Frank gulps at the air and smiles. “Would you judge me if I said – more than I want to graduate?”

_-_-_

Alas, another Friday and Frank’s in history again, waiting for the end of the day bell to ring. Hulk and his cronies have been sneering at him all day, and it looks like they’re up for another round. When the bell goes, Frank stands slowly and begins to pack his books away. He takes his sweet time to tie his hoodie around his waist and when he looks to the back of the classroom Hulk is eyeing him, confused. Frank smiles and gives a little wave before sauntering from the classroom at a leisurely pace. They follow, just as Frank knows they will. Today, Frank doesn’t have to run home. In fact, Frank doesn’t think he’ll ever have to run home again.

Gerard’s waiting at the gates, leaning against the side of his car in his leather jacket and sunglasses. Frank strolls right up to him and pulls him in to an abrupt ‘hello, you’ kiss. Gerard cups his face with one hand as Frank slides a hand down from Gerard’s waist to his ass for a firm squeeze, mostly to piss off anyone who’s watching – and a lot of people are. Frank wants to give them the finger, just for good measure. Gerard pecks his lips a few times before smiling and opening the passenger side door. “We’re picking Mikey up from his bass lesson,” he says, still smiling.

Frank grins and slides into the car, rolling the window all the way down as Gerard gets in and starts the engine. He watches the school grow smaller and smaller in the side mirror and, as the sun and wind wash over him, he knows that summer is just around the next corner.
 
 
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Booboo_Kittiefukk: MCR - Frank (im)mature DO NOT STEAL!boobookittifukk on March 20th, 2010 05:53 pm (UTC)
I adore this. Go Frank for giving those homophobes the best Fuck You ever! ^_^
Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 07:28 pm (UTC)
Any excuse to write some sort of FUCK YOU to homophobes :)
xo
(no subject) - boobookittifukk on March 20th, 2010 10:19 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - slashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 10:39 pm (UTC) (Expand)
eldaileanaeldaileana on March 20th, 2010 06:22 pm (UTC)
amazing!!!

i enjoyed it maybe a little bit too much!

:D

Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 07:27 pm (UTC)
I enjoyed writing it maybe a little too much ;)
xo
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Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 07:27 pm (UTC)
I like open endings, that means I can write more if I want to ^_^
Thank you! ♥
xo
"Giant Galactic Space Dick"peekabooby on March 20th, 2010 07:23 pm (UTC)
Will you ever write anything that I won't like? It's gotta be some kind of superpower. Like your boobs. XD
Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 07:26 pm (UTC)
Lol! The boobs are the source of all my powers! Muaha! ♥
xo
imperviouslsoulimperviouslsoul on March 20th, 2010 08:15 pm (UTC)
I've missed this pairing in my life, thanks for bringing it back to me. I loved it, like everything you write. :)
Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 08:25 pm (UTC)
How could you ever let them slip away? D:
Thank you :) I aim to please.
xo
(no subject) - imperviouslsoul on March 22nd, 2010 04:29 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - slashxyouxup on March 22nd, 2010 04:56 am (UTC) (Expand)
Max: Frank Gerardmmmaxibon on March 20th, 2010 08:17 pm (UTC)
Oh I love this!

I love stories where like, the main character can just give a big fuck you to aeveryone who did them wrong.

And it's wonderfully written, too :D
Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 08:26 pm (UTC)
Thank you ♥
Getting to say FUCK YOU to complete assholes is the best thing, ever.
xo
Hello me, it's me again...: punkiefrankiesmileyekith on March 20th, 2010 08:34 pm (UTC)
Loved it! Specially the ending. :D TAKE THAT, ASSHOLES!
Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 09:06 pm (UTC)
Thank yoooou ^_^
xo
frakkin_addict on March 20th, 2010 09:41 pm (UTC)
That was great! Thanks for writing. :)
Slashslashxyouxup on March 20th, 2010 09:45 pm (UTC)
Thank you and you're welcome :)
xo
shinodarely: fuck u frankshinodarely on March 21st, 2010 12:11 am (UTC)
man i needed cheering up and this did just the trick. I love how you portray what frankie is feeling and how gerard is able to push those negative feelings and thoughts aside. BUt like everyone else i loved the ending just a big FU to them assholes!
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:48 pm (UTC)
Yay! I'm glad I could cheer you up! :)
xo
who's gonna watch you die?: otp: backstage smilesmcrnut on March 21st, 2010 01:01 am (UTC)
OH MY LORD, WHY ARE YOU SO AMAZING? this is not very coherent. gnhrhrg booooys.

And yess, the best Fuck You story ever, the ending had me grinning like an idiot.



Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:48 pm (UTC)
THANK YOU, AMY ♥
xo
Rock Star.spilledxperfume on March 21st, 2010 01:20 am (UTC)
*eyes wide* you are awesome.
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:49 pm (UTC)
*blush* thankies :)
xo
24 // Am I cool yet?: geecartilage_fluid on March 21st, 2010 01:38 am (UTC)
Eeee! :D This was awesome. Short, quick, and to the point. And it makes all my revenge fantasies hang their heads in shame.

Homophobes are hard to come by these days in high school, I usually come into people who hate bisexuality. Their argument is that "you should just choose." It's like the new "gays get beaten up." Kids just suck in general. :\
Slash: BiLoveslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:52 pm (UTC)
Being bi myself, I used to get that a lot. But you move on and realise those pricks will always be stuck in their stupid closed minded ways.

Thank You for reading :)
xo
Shotgun Sinners;Wild Eyed Jokersjokerindisguise on March 21st, 2010 03:09 am (UTC)
Loved this so much! I will definitely be reading this again soon. :) <3
Slash: Jack Sslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:56 pm (UTC)
Thank yoooou ♥
xo
heartsunite: cabaretheartsunite on March 21st, 2010 09:45 am (UTC)
aw :3 i'm a sucker for these perfect endings.
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:56 pm (UTC)
Me too! Which is why I cannot write anything but (:
xo
Clumsy: Green heartkillendaali on March 21st, 2010 10:41 am (UTC)
This was fucking awesome, I loved the ending! <3

I love the way you write :)
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 01:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you ^_^ I'm glad you think so.
xo
Idafalseprotection on March 21st, 2010 03:32 pm (UTC)
Ooh dang!
This was yummieeeee!!
Kissing & ass-squeezing ftw!
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 10:09 pm (UTC)
ass-squeezing FTMFW!...
Thank you (:
xo
Ray Toro's stern thighs: frankieladyfoxxx on March 21st, 2010 04:54 pm (UTC)
*happy sigh*

Oh my oh my Catholic School Boy Frank! You had me at St Peter's. Sincerely. And then he got to have hot gay fornications with Mikey's older brother and that was even BETTER. And he doesn't have to run home anymore \o/

Really sweet, and I loved the imagery of Frankie being all Parkour with the running and the jumping. Exciting!
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 10:45 pm (UTC)
I know! There's something about catholic school boy porn which is just...*shudders* ♥
:D ily!
xo
happilyappledhappilyappled on March 21st, 2010 04:57 pm (UTC)
___ I like the images this created in my mind. Frank's sexuality, the [implied] beatings, Frank running, Frank knowing he'd have to run every week and SUDDENLY changing because he CAN and because Gerard has become Gerard since probably college gave him whatever guts he needed to open his arms to Frank. Oh my. I love it all. And the open ending? -dies-
You're definitely invited to write more whenever LMAO!
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
Thank you (: I would love to write more, and I probably will. Even more porny of course, muahaha.
xo
Synthvirussynthvirus on March 21st, 2010 07:38 pm (UTC)
le sigh
this is absolutely wonderful.
nomnom
Slashslashxyouxup on March 21st, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
ThankYouMuchly♥
xo
I choose my own path,even if it leads me to Mordorx_missdarko_x on March 28th, 2010 10:53 am (UTC)
This was really cool. Fanfiction as it should be. And as you may know by now, I love the highschool/college characters :) Great story.
ficheathermouth on March 28th, 2010 06:36 pm (UTC)
Haha, yeah I've come to learn this (:
And Thank You! ♥
xo
Hannahladylapislazuli on April 18th, 2010 07:25 am (UTC)
Best "fuck you!" moment ever. :D

Loved it!
ficheathermouth on April 20th, 2010 10:29 am (UTC)
thank you!
xo
Roxy Palaceroxy_palace on June 19th, 2010 02:05 pm (UTC)
Fucking awesome!
sinasilence2sinasilence2 on November 8th, 2010 12:34 pm (UTC)
Oh god, those fucking homophobes. I'm on a catholic school myself,
and I'm pretty sure anyone who comes out of the closet would make
himself some enemies. But.. our situation isn't as bad as Frank's is.
I think I convertet every guy in my class into a non-homophobe xD

Ooooooh, Gerard. This nice mouth <3

I loved it a lot! :)
Jasmineenimsaj_2 on February 26th, 2011 07:41 pm (UTC)
i found this on somebody's rec list xD and it sounded interesting, but didn't have an author listed, but then once i followed the link, i found out you wrote it, and i'm all "OMG why haven't i read this before?!"
and... yeah, i love it. but i'm pretty sure you already know i love all your stuff. =D
mnstrsneedlove2 on August 4th, 2011 06:25 pm (UTC)
omgomgomgomg!
may i just say i think its my first time reading one of yours and i absolutely loooove you brain! oh the boys and the fuck you ending were cupcakes and kittens!

it made me smile so bad

xoxoxoxoxo loved it so much <3
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