That sunday he woke up, still feeling high on life.
His birthday had been amazing, they'd gotten drunk, enjoyed some of his mother's home made pizza and drank some more after that while holding a movie marathon in the livingroom, which they'd made into the perfect sleepover area by dragging the matresses from both Frank's and the spare bedroom downstairs.
When the credits to the last movie rolled up the screen he'd been pretty sure that his friends were fast asleep.
He'd moved to turn off the TV before snuggling back against Gerard, who he thought was the sweetest sight ever with his eyes closed and lips slightly parted.
It was warm and safe, being so close to him, and though they'd slept next to eachother before it never held as much meaning as it did tonight.
This time they were something, something Frank wouldn't trade for the world now that he actually had it and could indulge completely in the perfection of it all.
It was weird but he felt so much better next to the person he was falling in love with, who less than a year ago was just one of his best friends.

And now on this rainy sunday morning his bed felt strangely empty, but he was still happy because he had a boyfriend whom he liked and who liked him back, and to make it even better, that boyfriend was Gerard Way.
Thinking about the less than conventional way they got together, it dawned to him that they'd never gone on a date.
In all fairness he'd only been on very few dates himself, since he usually gave people he hooked up with the wrong number, but the thought of wooing Gerard sparked an interest in him.
Of course he wouldn't need to woo Gerard, but he really wanted to do something nice for him, maybe even to prove that this was for real.

He felt his phone buzz under his pillow, when he finally managed to retrieve it without moving too much, the screen showed a notification that he had two new messages.
The first from Bob, asking him to hang out later, and the other from Gerard, wishing him a good morning and stating that he missed Frank.
Frank couldn't surpress a smile as he read the message and made sure to add an X and an O to his sugary sweet response.
He texted Bob next, asking him to come over later in the afternoon for videogames or something, it had been a while since it had been just the two of them eventhough he always enjoyed the company of his sometimes slightly crass friend.
It was almost noon, and eventhough he was home alone on a sunday morning he decided that he'd be better off doing something productive rather than stay in bed until Bob would come.

So after doing all the Math homework that had been due the previous week and this week's too, he made sure to get ahead on History and English while he was at it.
Right when he put his pen down and closed his textbooks he heard the doorbell, the short rings forming the melody of some commercial jingle Frank had heard on TV a few days earlier.
He wasn't surprised to find a smirking Bob when he opened his front door and let his friend in.
"Alright Rambob, movies or videogames" Frank asked while Bob took off his shoes in the hallway before going to the kitchen to grab some drinks.
He heard Bob flop down on the couch and rolled his eyes "everything's cool with me shortstuff" the blonde yelled to the kitchen.
Frank threw one of the cans in Bob's lap and sat down on his legs "screw you dipshit I'm not short, anyway, wanna watch some South Park, I'm not really in the mood to kick your ass at Fifa".
"Shut up that was one time and Fifa is a stupid game so fuck that" Bob pouted while Frank flipped through the channels.

"So y'know, I'm thinking of asking Gerard out" Frank mumbled, fidgeting with the remote in his hands, glancing sideways at Bob.
Bob snorted "on a date?".
Frank rolled his eyes, he knew he was going to regret asking Bob for advice on this one "duh" he retorted, earning himself a slap against his shoulder.
"Geez, no need to get your panties in a twist, what do you have in mind?" Bob asked, sounding surprisingly interested.
He picked a piece of lint from his socks and flicked it away with his thumb, trying to come up with an answer for Bob's easy question, "I don't know" he muttered.
Bob sighed "dude come on, it's Gerard, just like..you guys have hung out a billion times before".
Though Frank thought Bob had a point in that, he mostly disagreed "fuck no, it's different, imagine hanging out with Ray or Mikey, y'know just hanging, playin' games or going to the movies" he watched Bob slowly nod.

"Alright, now imagine dating one of them and taking them out" he quickly added, Bob's face scrunched up at first but his expression eased with the shrug that followed.
"Well it depends y'know, like I'd take Ray on a picknick or something, y'know near the fountain in the park next to that old playground, during sunset of course, he digs that shit. Mikey would be easy, just take him to a dirty bar, share a few drinks, drag him into the moshpit and end the night at the top of the hill on the edge of town with some more booze and smokes. It's his favourite place in this shithole" Bob finished his out-loud thinking session.
At this point Frank had his eyebrows cocked while he stared at Bob with slight confusion.
"What, you asked me what I'd do if I had to ask either of them out, so here's your answer shitwit" Bob mumbled with pink cheeks.
Frank hummed "so have you ever thought of y'know, smoochin' on the boys, because y'know I could set you up."
Bob huffed "as if, fuck dude, if, and I repeat IF, I ever were to get to whatever base with a guy, I'd be more than able to find one myself".
Frank scratched his head "so you're bi-curious" he stated.
"Biwhat" Bob asked.
He rolled his eyes "bi-curious, you wouldn't mind trying things out with a dude if the situation ever made itself available."
Bob shrugged "whatever dude, I just like people, if you're not an asshole and have a good taste in music I don't really give three fucks what you are".
He sat back, he'd finally settled for a channel "I like your way of thinking" he agreed.
Bob smiled "yeah, well have you thought up something for you and Gerard fucktard?" he asked, poking Frank in the arm.
He swatted Bob's hand away while keeping his eyes locked on the screen "yeah I might have something".
-
A good few blocks away from Frank's place, Ray and Gerard were hanging in Gerard's basement, discussing the events of the past few weeks, slouched on opposite sides of his bed, facing eachother.
"Dude would you put that thing away, he's gonna text you later, not everyone has their phones practically glued to their hand" Ray sighed, nudging Gerard's thigh with his foot.
"Ah c'mon, I'm not-I'm not that bad, and I was just checking the time because-" Gerard rambled, shoving his phone in his pocket.
"Yeah yeah, now speaking of Frankie, where are things heading" Ray asked.
Gerard honestly didn't know, him and Frank were dating now but since it was still peachy and very new, they hadn't taken the time to properly discuss what they were going to do, and then there was of course that one thing.
"I'm happy we're together, it's kinda weird because he was just Frank, my best friend Frank, for like forever, and now I feel like I get hit by a truckload of butterflies whenever he smiles, y'know I finally understand what Robert Smith sings about" he said, he hadn't noticed that he was smiling and that the sight of him caused Ray to smile in return.
"Ahw man, look at you, you're glowing" Ray said, patting Gerard's leg "I'm so happy for you guys, it feels great to know that two of my favourite people make eachother smile the way you two do".
Gerard blushed at Ray's sweet words, he was thankful for the way he, Bob and Mikey had reacted to the whole thing between him and Frank.
"So what are you two gonna do after graduation, he's probably gonna force us to take him to college parties" Ray laughed.
Then he remembered "can't really do that, there'll be too much distance" he mumbled, immediately hoping that Ray hadn't heard him.
But he had and looked confused "what d'you mean distance, you're not going to stay in the state?" he asked.
Gerard shook his head.
"New York?"
Again, he shook his head, biting his thumb nail like he always did when he was nervous.
"California?"
Again.
"Canada?" Ray's voice was starting to get that weird pitch it got when he was put off by something.
When Gerard shook his head again, Ray's mouth fell open slightly "where the hell are you going man?" he asked, his smile had faded.
Gerard spat out the piece of nail he had bitten off somewhere on the floor "ehm, I applied for an art school in London, illustration and creative writing, my teacher said he's pretty sure I'll get in, 'chance of a life time Way' he told me" he muttered.
Ray scooted up so he was sitting next to Gerard "are you sure you're going?" Ray asked, a spark of hope in his voice, hope of Gerard telling him no and that he'd stay home with his friends and family.
And one part of Gerard wanted that, but a different part of him was screaming at him for even considering that idea, his teacher was right by saying that it was a chance of a life time, this would help him advance his talents way more than any community college in Jersey ever could, pretty much full scholarship and a great adventure.
"Yeah I'm sure, I have to go Ray, if I don't I'll always regret it" he said in a soft voice, but heard clearly by Ray who was trying to find the right words.
"Then you should, I mean I'm gonna miss you like crazy, but yeah, if it's gonna make you happy then you should do it" Ray whispered "does Frank know?".
Gerard shook his head "no, you're the only one apart from my teacher that knows, and you can't tell anybody, especially not Frank, Mikey and Bob, I don't want them to know until I'm sure I get in" he insisted.
-
Ray agreed but what they didn't know was that someone had inadvertently heard the last part of their conversation.
Mikey had just finished his homework and was halfway down the stairs to the basement when he heard them talk about Gerard going away.
He couldn't go into Gerard's room after hearing that, so he went back to his own and put his headphones on to drown out the thought of his only brother moving away so far out of reach, without even having the courtesy of telling him.
It was dark outside and song after song passed on his iPod while the glaring red numbers on his alarm clock went on and on.
Frank and Bob didn't even know, and Mikey knew that it was only a matter of time before either of them found out, until then or until Gerard decided to man up and tell him, he'd have to keep quiet.
-
Back downstairs Gerard had just let Ray out and he stumbled back to his bedroom, falling face first into his pillow and twisted blankets.
He lay there for a minute, ignoring the discomfort of breathing through his pillow until he felt his phone buzz in his pocket, making him jump up.
It was a text from none other than Frank
Hi! Wnna go out w/me on thrsday night? xo F
It was simple and a little dorky but it made Gerard forget his worries entirely and he even had a smile on his face again.
Do u mean on a d8? Gee
A few seconds later his phone buzzed again.
Lol ys doofus, just u N me ;)

He texted Frank back to tell him that he couldn't wait, which probably made him sound really sad and desperate but he didn't care, in a few days he'd be on his first date with his boyfriend.