“Gerard, are you sure we're allowed to be in here?” Frank whispered.
Gerard glanced behind him where Frank stood, “Why are you whispering? I work here.”
Frank blushed, “Oh... yeah, but you're sure you won't get in trouble?”
“No, it's fine,” Gerard assured, “I do this all the time. Besides, it's 12am.”
“That's what I'm concerned about!” Frank explained.

Gerard smiled at Frank, promising that nothing was going to happen. The calm, serene look on Gerard's face helped Frank relax a little.

“So what's in that bag?” Frank said, pointing to the large black garbage bag in Gerard's hand.
Gerard smiled, “It's a secret.”
“Seriously?” Frank pouted.
“You'll see it soon enough.” Gerard guaranteed. “Hold this one, please?”

Gerard handed Frank a medium sized brown paper bag that radiated warmth. He grabbed Frank's other hand to drag him into the aquarium. It was all dark with no lights on at all.

“How do you even know where you're going?” Frank asked.

Gerard laughed and searched through his messenger bag for his flash light, retrieving it, and turning it on. A small path of light was shown which Gerard followed.

“Like I said, I do this all the time, trust me.” Gerard said and squeezed Frank's hand tighter.

Frank did as he was told, not like he had a choice, and followed Gerard into a hallway. Gerard turned the light on in this room which appeared to be like an office and lounge room all at once. Frank looked around, observing the fridge in the corner, first, then the sink right next to it. There was a desk with a computer, pens, paper, the whole shebang in there, too. At the other end of the room, there was a nice leather couch and a coffee table.

Frank watched as Gerard closed the door behind them, and set his belongings on the table. His messenger bag went carefully on the couch, but the large trash bag was just thrown on the floor. Inside of the room where the wind wasn't nipping at Frank he was able to smell Chinese food fuming out of the paper bag. It smelled delicious and made him realize that he was actually really hungry. Gerard walked over to the fridge and grabbed two Cokes out from a box. He walked back over to Frank, shuffling his hair as he walked by him, and grabbed the large bag.

“Ready?” Gerard said and smiled.
“As I'll ever be,” Frank replied and followed Gerard.

They walked out of a separate door then they walked into which introduced them to a long hallway. Gerard turned on the lights to reveal that lots of marine life facts hung on the wall. Many different pictures of fish, sharks, and mammals lined the yellow paint. Gerard wasn't phased by the familiar scene, as he'd gotten used to it a long time ago. Instead, Gerard strolled towards another pair of doors. They were glass, and Frank could see through these ones. He could see the dark blue water of the fish tanks and many vibrant, beautiful fish swimming around. Gerard opened the door, inviting Frank inside.

“Welcome to my sanctuary.” Gerard said and smiled.

Frank looked around. The entire room was lined with nothing but glass. Even the ceiling was glass with water in it, fish swimming around oblivious to the intruders of their home. Frank walked up to the glass and gazed at the different species of fish. Some were small and timid, others large and intimidating. Nonetheless, they were all gorgeous in their own way.

“This is amazing,” Frank said in awe. “I can't believe it.”
“It's my favorite,” Gerard explained, “When I have a bad day, or even an amazing day I come here and just look at the fish.”
“I can see why now. It's like you're surrounded by nothing but fish, which should be overwhelming, but instead it's so...”
“Peaceful? Calming? Serene?” Gerard interrupted, “I know.”
Frank smiled, “Exactly.”
“Hungry?” Gerard asked grabbing the bag from Frank's hand.

Frank nodded and Gerard sat on the floor, setting the plastic bag on the floor next to him. He took the paper bag and placed it between he and Frank. He opened it revealing soft noodles and lots of different vegetables.

“No meat, I remembered.” Gerard said before Frank could beat him to the punch, referring to Frank being a vegetarian.
“Thanks,” Frank said shyly.

The two of them ate in a comfortable silence, both looking at each other sometimes, but mostly at the fish encircling them. The meal went by fast due to the teenage boys being rather hungry. Frank sipped on his Coke, and Gerard chugged his quickly. Gerard cleaned up the food's mess, putting all the trash back in the brown paper bag. He stood up and grabbed both bags in one hand. He smirked at Frank as he sat on the ground oblivious of what was going on. Gerard held his hand out towards Frank.

“Ready to see the rest?” Gerard asked.
Frank took Gerard's hand and stood up, “As if this wasn't enough?”
“It gets better,” Gerard said, “Just wait.”

Gerard helped Frank up and let go of his hand, something Frank was disappointed in. He followed his friend down the hall of glass walls and fish. There was an opening at the end of the hall that went into a different room. Frank couldn't tell the different between that room and the room of fish they just just been in. He watched as Gerard viewed the fish as they swam and he walked. A group of fish followed him for as long as they could before meeting the invisible glass wall that blocked them from going any further. It's like they were anticipating Gerard's arrival and they were saying their hello's.

Gerard put his hand along the glass and drug it against it as he walked into the room. He stood in the middle of it and looked up, staring at the top of the ceiling. Frank, walking slower then Gerard, looked up to see what he was looking at. All Frank saw was fish until he reached the room his friend was in. He looked up and saw that the blue water, the colorful fish, and green plants were no longer above him. Instead, there was nothing but the sky.

“Normally you'd see the stars,” Gerard frowned, “But there's a storm coming.”

Frank looked up once more to see that small little sprinkles were splattering the glass roof.

“Oh well,” Frank said, “This is still awesome.”

Gerard opened the black trash bag and pulled out a large, fluffy blanket. Frank remembered it from the night he'd spent at Gerard's house. It was on the both of them when he woke up on the couch in Gerard's arms. He watched as the older boy laid it on the floor carefully. He pushed his hair behind his ear as he made every wrinkle straighten out, and every corner even. He then went back into the bag and got two pillows which he placed carefully on the blanket. As if that weren't enough, he pulled out a container and two cups as well. Gerard sat down on the covers and patted the empty space next to him, inviting Frank to sit next to him. Frank complied smiling idiotically at what Gerard had planned. Gerard poured warm coffee into the cups he'd just revealed and handed one to Frank.

“See him?” Gerard asked and pointed, “He's my favorite.”

Frank looked over to where Gerard pointed, confused at the sudden comment. Eventually Frank realized that there was a shark swimming around in the glass. He wasn't as ferocious looking as he'd expect.

“These guys get a bad rep. They're misunderstood.” Gerard said, “They don't kill as often as people think. Usually they just eat seals and stuff, which is sad, but most of us have no room to talk. We're not a saint like you, we eat animals, too.”

Frank laughed, “I'm not a saint.”
“You know what I mean,” Gerard said and nudged Frank's shoulder with his, “But yeah... I don't know, I think he's quite beautiful. I like to watch him in his own habitat. It's not natural, but it's all he's known.”
“How do you know?” Frank asked.
Gerard sipped his drink before answering, “The shark before him died, and he was put in here as a baby. They rescued him or something, I'm not sure. I just started working here the day he arrived. We were both new comers, both misunderstood at that point. I would come here and actually talk to him,” Gerard stopped and laughed, which Frank joined. “Crazy I know, but it made me feel better. He calmed me down from making a lot of dumb choices.”
“Thank you Mr. Shark,” Frank said, “For helping out my best friend.”
“Arnold.” Gerard simply said.
“Arnold?” Frank questioned.
Gerard shrugged, “They named him Arnold. I guess that's the guy who found him or something.”
“I see,” Frank said, “Well, thank you Arnold.”

Gerard smiled and laid down on the blanket. He put his arm under his pillow to elevate his head more. Frank smiled at his gesture for some reason. Gerard getting comfortable in his own refuge with Frank there made him feel really special. Frank's urge to kiss Gerard returned for the second time in two days. He looked at Gerard's lips admiring them once more. Right as Frank got the courage to lean and kiss him, Gerard closed his eyes which caught Frank off guard.

“So what do you think?” Gerard asked with his eyes closed, “Nice, right?”
“I love it here, thanks for letting me come with you.” Frank said taking his eyes off Gerard's lips and back to Arnold.

Gerard sat up and leaned on his arms before answering, “You're welcome any time.”

Frank smiled and positioned himself the same way as Gerard was sitting. Gerard smiled at his gesture and looked at Frank's lips. Frank was very aware of where Gerard's eyes were at all times. Gerard returned his view to Frank's eyes, but quickly looked at his lips again. Frank glanced at Gerard's lips, too this time. He watched as Gerard gracefully licked his lips before leaning towards Frank. Frank met him half way, their lips meeting somewhere in the middle. They kissed for a couple of seconds before they pulled apart. Gerard cautiously opened his eyes to find that Frank was leaning in again towards him. Gerard puckered his lips to meet the kiss again, this time it being less awkward than before. Frank was more forceful this time, though still keeping it enjoyable. Frank's tongue, as if it had a mind of it's own, licked Gerard's lip asking to be accepted. Gerard let it in, skillfully meeting Frank's tongue with his own. It was more dainty then their other kiss had been. There was more passion behind it, less fear, but even more curiosity than ever before. They two of them took their time exploring each others mouths, getting used to kissing someone new. Eventually they had a pattern and knew how to kiss each other more tastefully.

Gerard brought his hand and cupped Frank's face which Frank accepted, holding onto Gerard's wrist, signaling to Gerard that he wanted it to be kept there. Gerard smiled into the kiss, which resulted in Frank smiling too, but that didn't stop them and they continued. Frank decided to take it a step further and gently bite Gerard's bottom lip. He held it between his teeth for a second, delicately pulling it outwards before letting it go. Gerard smiled and bit his own lip in response before grabbing Frank's neck and pulling him in to kiss him again. Frank wrapped his arms around Gerard's neck, pulling him down with him as he laid down on the blanket. Gerard moved his hand from Frank's neck and rested it on his hip instead. They continued to kiss and Gerard's hand began to wonder. Frank felt Gerard's cold fingers instantly against his skin that was being kept warm by his jacket. He didn't mind though, he suddenly yearned for his touch. He kissed Gerard deeper, thrusting his hips towards Gerard's hand hoping that Gerard would get the hint to continue... which he did. Gerard returned his hand to Frank's hip and slowly pushed his way up his body. His skin was so soft and flawless it took Gerard off guard. He moved his hands around exploring Frank's body while simultaneously kissing him. He brought his hand down the side and around his back, pulling his body close to his. Frank thrusted his hips complying with Gerard's demand, causing friction in his jeans that he wasn't expecting. It took everything out of him not to moan into Gerard's mouth as the friction increased. Frank relaxed his hips hoping to avoid a hardening reaction.

Gerard took his lips off Frank's and returned them to Frank's neck, the left side this time rather then the right like last time. Frank stretched his neck in response, giving Gerard more room. Frank grabbed Gerard's hand which he happily squeezed as the pleasure reached his pants.

Frank was very aware what was coming. He was afraid of what was going to happen if it actually happened, though. Frank didn't have much choice, Gerard licked and nibbled on his neck, and he was progressively getting harder. Every one in a while Gerard's leg would gently brush against Frank's crotch, shooting friction throughout his body, mostly focusing on the bottom region.

“Fuck,” Frank whispered as Gerard kissed his neck where he'd just bitten.

Frank's crotch was now starting to throb, begging to be attended to, but Frank wasn't willing to admit it. Gerard removed his lips from Frank's neck and returned them to his lips. His kisses were gentle this time, slow and soft. He took his hands back to Frank's jacket, slowly unzipping it as his hand lowered. Frank accepted it, but wouldn't let Gerard stop kissing him. He hadn't kissed someone like this in a very long time, and girl or guy he was going to take full advantage of it.

Gerard finished unzipping Frank's jacket, but left it on. He pushed his hand up Frank's shirt, dragging it up as he went. Frank's skin reacted with goosebumps to the cold air of the aquarium. Gerard left his lips from the kiss, but returned them to Frank's stomach. He started kissing the pale skin above Frank's jeans slowly making his way up to his chest. Gerard gave Frank's skin baby kisses, leaving small traces of spit wherever his lips departed. He worked his way up to his collarbones; Gerard's personal favorite. Gerard licked the bones that were shown through Frank's skin, and let his hands explore the flesh once again. Frank grabbed Gerard's charcoal hair forcing his face to meet Frank's. Frank desperately kissed Gerard's lips again, once again prying his mouth open with his tongue. Gerard agreed and kissed him back, but allowed his hands to continue to travel.

Eventually Gerard's hand brushed over Frank's jeans where he'd been throbbing. Gerard felt the excitement through Frank's jeans and felt somewhat proud of himself. He rubbed his hand up and down over the hardening muscle in Frank's pants. The sudden contact made Frank jump and gasp for breath. Gerard looked at Frank's eyes to see how he felt about it, but only saw him grin. Frank bucked his hips back into Gerard's hand and kissed him once again. Gerard rhythmically rubbed Frank a couple of times before finding his fingers on the pant's button. He skillfully unbuttoned Frank's jeans with one hand and quickly brought down the zipper. Frank brought his hips forward allowing Gerard to pull down his jeans just half way down allowing just enough access for Gerard's hand to slip down Frank's boxers. Gerard, without hesitation, grabbed Frank. Gerard's hand became full, engulfed with Frank's member. He was impressed with his size. It didn't match up to his height, that's for sure.

Frank moaned as Gerard grabbed his dick in one swift motion. He felt Gerard's rough hands start pumping him. He was so grateful that the throbbing had subsided and he was finally getting the much needed attention. They stopped kissing and made eye contact with each other. Gerard continued to rub Frank up and down, stopping only to spit in his hand so the friction didn't become painful for Frank. Frank was definitely appreciative, Gerard's actions becoming much more pleasurable. He moaned loudly now, Gerard's grip tightening and becoming faster.

Gerard pumped Frank until he saw Frank's eyes starting to roll in the back of his head. His face twisted with bliss and he bit his lip with anticipation. The lower part of his body started to thrust into Gerard's hand naturally, his body preparing for the finale. Gerard was pleased with what he saw, he was proud that his touch was the reason Frank was in so much pleasure. Frank's hand suddenly flew to his hair as he moaned loudly, it being longer then all the others.

“Holy shit,” Frank said, “O- oh my God.”

Gerard continued to drain Frank, watching as his breathing slowed down. His chest, still exposed, moved up and down as he inhaled and exhaled.

“Oh my God,” he repeated.