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Growing Up
Growing Up
Length: Medium
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Summary:Out of high school, Mikey and Gerard rent an apartment together with room for them and their art. Frank doesn’t feel right away from his adoptive family: they’re separated from him not only by apartment, but by name, but what is he to do about it?
Roomies
Roomies
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Length: 21129 words
Summary: Fucking tits. It was eighth hour and that meant that Gerard got to go to Biology… Great. Just fucking great. He really, really hated that class more than he should have. There was a reason—it wasn’t just some random never-ending fire that burned in his stomach all day. It wasn’t even something, it was someone.
“You will be staying with your project partner over the duration of this fieldtrip. Now remember: It’s a week long, okay?” Mr. Urie held up a clipboard, “I have your room assignments right here.” Every student in the class strained their necks to see who they’d be staying with, but Mr. Urie quickly put the board down.
“Guys!” He laughed, “I can’t tell you who you’re staying with!” Everyone groaned in disappointment. “Hey, hey! I said I can’t tell you who you’re rooming with. I never said I couldn’t tell you who your partner for the project is.”
We Each Play The Part Written For Us
We Each Play The Part Written For Us
Pairings: Frank/Gerard
Length: 27059 Words
Summary: For Frank, being a character in a comic book is much easier than dealing with reality. “Gerard Way,” Frank says, hoping some kind of light bulb will switch on in his brain, but nothing happens. Maybe he heard the name before. Ray probably talked about him and how awesome his comic book was. “He went to Queen of Peace his senior year,” Ray says. They attended the same shitty ass school but so did hundreds of people, and Frank can’t really remember any of them, except for the handful of turds who made his life a living hell for four years and cost his mom a lot of fucking money in therapy and drugs that didn’t fix him.
