Frank pushed the door open, getting Gerard to climb the stairs with a blindfold on had proofed to be harder than he initially thought it would be but here they were.
He led Gerard through the door and closed it behind them "you can take it off now" he said, maybe he sounded slightly nervous but that was only because he hoped that his boyfriend liked what he had done to the roof terrace.
It took Gerard little effort to yank off the blindfold and as soon as he dropped it on the ground along with the bottle of booze that luckily didn't break he let his eyes travel.
Frank had taken a cab to the nearest Walmart and bought a bunch of fairy lights and candles, which now lit up the rooftop terrace beautifully.
In one of the corner's Frank had put a matress he had pulled from one of the bedrooms and almost all of the blankets and pillows he could find.
When Gerard didn't even turn around Frank walked up to him, he didn't even get the chance to ask him what he thought of it because Gerard immediately pulled him in his arms and kissed him.
Frank rested his hands on the other's hips and pulled away "so you like it?" he asked, looking for vocal approval.
"It's perfect Frankie" he spoke softly before pecking a soft kiss on Frank's nose.

Frank giggled and tugged on Gerard's hands "you know, I didn't drag that mattress, which is heavy as fuck just so you know, all the way up here so we could stand."
"Why mister Iero, that's not how you ask a lady" Gerard said in his most feminine voice before being pulled along by a laughing Frank.
The corner where he had made the makeshift bed had even more lights around it and a pitcher of water a few feet away incase either of them were stupid enough to set something on fire with one of the candles.
Gerard was just about to sit down when Frank pulled him upright before his ass touched the mattress "holy fucking shit are that Bob and Ray, what the flying fucking fuck" he said while pointing over the ledge, down at his two bandmates that were currently making out on the frontlawn.
Gerard looked down too and when he saw what was going on he burst out in laughter, earning himself a confused look by Frank.

This time he did get to sit down and kicked his shoes off, Frank followed but was also still waiting for an explanation "so what the hell is going on, that some weird shit going on down there" Frank asked.
Gerard grinned "alright, right before you kidnapped me I ran into Ray while Bob was off trying to get some girl's number and we talked about Bob's duties as his servant and Ray is pretty smashed so I thought hey why not give it a try and I dared him to ask Bob to make out with him".
Frank dramatically let himself fall backwards in the pillows "my boyfriend is an evil genius" he sighed and felt a weight drop next to him and an arm slipping over his waist.

"You, me and a crappy mattress, I'd say that we're right back where we started" Frank chuckled softly.
Gerard agreed "yes, and yet again we don't have pizza" he dramatically sighed.
"Well...If you're really hungry I know something you can eat" Frank said, wiggling his eyebrows.
In reply Gerard simply rolled his eyes "you're so lucky that you're a great musician because you'd fucking suck as a comedian babe".
Frank was silent for a few seconds before he smirked "I know something else you can suck" at this Gerard launched himself at the other and started tickling his sides until he was begging for mercy.

Gerard finally let go and lay down on his side so the two of them were facing eachother, Frank reached a hand up to softly touch Gerard's face, caredully tracing the pads of his fingers across the other man's cheek "hey" he whispered "you're so beautiful".
Frank was mesmerized, Gerard was a very handsome man and his beauty went together perfectly with flickering lights around and the starry sky above them.
Gerard closed the small distance between them by pulling Frank against him and kissing him slowly and deep, slipping his hand under the fabric of his shirt and resting it on the bare skin of the small of his back.
The kiss became a bit more desperate when Gerard's hand skidded down and squeezed Frank's ass through his jeans, making him groan.
Frank pulled away and pushed Gerard to his back, the singer was just about to protest when Frank sunk down in his lap to straddle him while pulling his shirt off.
"Come on" Frank said with a hoarse voice, tugging at the buttons of Gerard's shirt, when that took him longer than the five seconds he wanted to spend on it he decided to be rash and ripped the shirt open, causing the buttons to fly in different directions.

Gerard laughed and sat up to kiss Frank and shrug the remains of the shirt off before tossing the fabric to the side, only just missing one of the candles, which he didn't even notice because he was completely revelling in the feeling of Frank's lips on his collarbone.
He let himself fall back into the mattress again and clawed at the sheets with one of his hands while Frank's kisses travelled down his torso, nipping at the skin because Frank loved the noise Gerard made when doing it.
However when he came to Gerard's waist he suddenly stopped and got off of Gerard to sit next to him.
"What's wrong Frankie" Gerard said while he got up to sit and take on of Frank's hand in his own.
Frank looked Gerard in the eyes, if he was really going to ask what he wanted to ask he needed to be sure of something "I know that it's been rough, and that we've only been together since last night, but I need to know if you really love me".
Gerard leaned forward and softly pecked a kiss on Frank's lips "I love you like I've never loved anyone before and you make me so Frank you have no idea" he murmured still close to Frank.
"Then show me" Frank said breathing heavily as Gerard drew his fingers across his spine.
"How" Gerard asked softly.
Frank then let himself fall back and pulled Gerard on top of him "have sex with me" he whispered in his ear before ravishing the skin on Gerard's neck with his lips, teeth and tongue.

Gerard didn't know how to react, he'd expected them to get a little intimate seeing what Frank had prepared but this was something completely different.
He wanted it though, wanted Frank while a voice in the back of his head still felt guilty about what had happened and the pain he'd caused.
Feeling Frank's skin on his felt marvelous and that alone managed to push away every negative thought as he sneaked one hand down between them to undo the belt on his jeans, Frank flipped them over and commanded Gerard to lift his hips so he could pull off his pants.
When Frank got his own jeans off in no time the two of them were only dressed in their boxers, rutting up to each other to desperately increase friction.
Frank was patting the ground next to them in search of something while still grinding down against Gerard and softly moaning every now and then.
He found what he was looking for and stopped moving "have you ever gone, like all the way with a guy before?" Frank asked reluctantly.
Gerard propped himself up on his ellbows, ignoring the height of his boxers at this point "yeah, uhm once with Bert, I topped and" he let the sentence die out "you?".
Frank stared down at his hands that were holding a condom and a bottle of lube while he shook his head "here" he said, sticking the contents of his hands out to Gerard.
He took them and looked at Frank who starting to get a little nervous "you want me to..?" this time Frank nodded.

Gerard sighed, this wasn't going to be awkward, they knew eachother and wanted eachother.
He dropped the condom and lube next to him and pulled Frank down, flipping them over so he now was on top of the guitar player.
Frank's hand danced up to his hip and slid of Gerard's boxers, which he had to kick off carefully enough not to kick Frank in the nuts.
He was now fully nude and had Frank's hands running all over his body, testing out every inch of skin while Gerard kissed his lips, cheeks and neck before travelling down.
When his face was where he needed it to be he asked Frank to lift his hips up a little so he could take off his underwear.
When the boxers were carelessly tossed aside Gerard slid one hand up to Frank's crotch, rubbing softly at the inside of his thigh.
He bent over a little and kissed the birds tattooed on Frank's stomach, then he licked right where Frank needed it.

Gerard wrapped his lips around Frank's length and let his tongue swirl sloppily around the head a few times before pulling off again, resulting in a protesting whine from Frank.
He grabbed the lube and splurted some of it on the palm of his hands which he rubbed together to warm the substance up a bit before making sure his fingers were coated in it.
He looked Frank in the eyes and he leant down to kiss the man who made him feel like he was the luckiest bastard alive.
While they were kissing, needy but slow, Gerard pushed one finger in, wiggled it around for a bit and waiting for Frank to say something.
Objection didn't come so he pushed a second finger and started moving them both a little more, making Frank gasp softly.
When Gerard pushed in a third finger however, Frank hissed a little before quickly reassuring Gerard that he was doing fine and that it would only take him a minute to adjust.
Gerard went back to kissing him and made sure that his fingers didn't hurt the other.
Suddenly Frank stopped kissing back and put his hands against Gerard's chest "I want you now, I'm ready" he murmured, looking up at his boyfriend with lust filled eyes.
Gerard swallowed and grabbed the condom, tore open the package and bit his lip while he slid it over his dick.
He hitched Frank's knees up, Bert had told him that it was easier than with legs layed out flat, he leaned forward again and whispered a soft I love you against Frank's lips before pushing in dreadfully slow, trying his best to let the other adjust to every inch of him sliding in.
When he was in Frank all the way he just lay still for a moment, softly kissing the slightly pained face of the man underneath him.
"Go."

Gerard obeyed and started making slow and shallow thrusts, trying to find the spot that would make Frank squirm.
When he did he was already pumping Frank's length in time with his thrusts and the little sounds that had come purring from the other now turned into and obscene moan "oh god, fuck, right there".
Gerard was happy because up to this point it had taken every bit of his self control to not go faster, deeper and harder, right now the short thrusts turned into deep, fast paced thrust in the same angle that made Frank moan just a moment ago.
Both of them felt the pleasure seeping through every vein in their body, filling every cel with ecstacy as they moved in time of eachother.
They had their eyes closed but every now and then one of them would open them to look at the other's face, covered in a light sheen of sweat and lips parted and red from all the kissing.
"I'm gonna" Frank whimpered as he clawed at Gerard's back, who started stroking Frank quicker and rougher "look at me" Frank did and while he got lost in Gerard's lust clouded eyes his orgasm hit him and he let out a loud groan.
As Frank was revelling in his natural high, Gerard slammed in one more time before coming completely undone, riding out a couple of shallow thrusts before pulling out and colllapsing on his side.

Both of them were panting "that was fucking amazing" Frank said while reaching next to him to grab Gerard's hand and lace their fingers together.
The singer hummed in agreement and used his free hand to pull of the condom and threw it over the ledge of the roof.
Frank giggled "dude that was gross! What if it landed on someone's head".
Gerard laughed too and pulled at Frank so he was lying on his chest, one arm flung around Gerard lazily, "or in someone's drink" they laughed again.
Gerard pulled up one of the blankets and draped it over them and Frank snuggled up against him, they were quiet now, before Gerard softly started humming the melody of I Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore.
Frank looked up "you are suck a fucking cheese ball, you realize that is now our song right" he settled back against Gerard when he only shrugged as a reply with the goofiest grin on his face.
He sighed and hummed along, and as he heard Gerard's heartbeat steadily ease down and the humming from the other man stopped he just smiled and closed his eyes.
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Just a floor beneath, at the same time Frank and Gerard were falling asleep together, Mikey and Pete were laying on a bed.
It was the only room that had a blanket and more than one pillow, which didn't matter because the two of them were laying on their sides on the covers in their underwear, Pete with his back curled against Mikey's front.
They'd exchanged some friendly touches and while they still wanted eachother the heaviness of the moment prevented them from enjoying eachother's body like they would've a few days earlier.
So now they were just laying there, clutching on to eachother for dear life as the party outside was still going.

Mikey had his head buried against Pete's shoulder, who tried to ignore what he knew were tears sliding down his neck, as he did with those in his own eyes.
They'd downed their drinks, didn't speak, touched a little and then just curled up against eachother.
Pete had thought about it, about what Patrick had said and maybe it was just his madly love-sick heart talking but in his mind, the idea of him and Mikey staying together grew.
They could call, e-mail and videochat everyday and then try as often as was possible to meet up somewhere in the middle, just to spend a couple of hours together before flying back to where they had to be on their own.
It held a certain aspect of romance Pete thought, it would be hard, but if they tried it might work, he would be able to still have Mikey when summer ended.

Pete wanted to speak his mind just when Mikey finally said something his voice thick from the crying and exhaustion "before I fall asleep, I need you to know that I love you and I've never felt for anyone like I do for you. It's gonna take all my strength, but tomorrow after you guys are done playing I'm gonna say goodbye and I'm gonna fucking miss you."
"Yeah me too" he whispered, Mikey was ready to let him go so he had to let go too, after tomorrow there was nothing left, no matter what fairytale he just made up or what pep talks Patrick gave him.
He could hear Mikey's breaths slow down and when the taller man started snoring he smiled to himself and carefully slid out of Mikey's grip.
He stared at him, he looked relaxed for the first time that day, quietly Pete started putting on his clothes.

After he'd pulled on his shoes he looked through the drawers of one of the bedside cabinets to find something to write.
All he found was a ruby red lipstick that looked expensive.
The arm that had been wrapped around Pete just a few minutes before was no splayed out, hand dangling off the side of the bed.
He kneeled down and screwed open the lipstick, looked at Mikey sleeping, he got up again to take off Mikey's glasses and put them on one of the bedside cabinets.
Then he sunk to his knees again and softly pushed the lipstick on the skin of Mikey's arm, he had always admitted to be a walking cliché and the words on Mikey's arms weren't any different.

Goodbye 2 me+u it wasn't his most poetic writing but space, even with someone with limbs as long as Mikey's, was limited, hell he could write a 10 page essay and it still wouldn't be enough to put to words how much he'd miss Mikey.
So he just got up, draped the blanket over Mikey and walked out of the door, quietly closing the door behind him.
The party was probably over since there wasn't any music coming from the now dead speakers, and people were passed out on the floor.
He was pretty sure that he'd stepped over Joe tangled up with some girl in the livingroom, he didn't care to check though, he was walking across the lawn with tears streaming down his eyes and only happy that their bus was parked close by but broken about everything else.

Notes

Next chapter will be the last!