~~~Gerard's POV~~~

I walked out into the waiting room and walked up to Frank.
"Frank, you and me, word in the cafeteria. Ray could you watch Mikey in case he wakes up?"
Ray nodded and headed into Mikey's room. I walked with Frank to the cafeteria, buying us both coffee.
"You wanna tell me what your problem with Mikes is?"
"I don't have a problem with Mikey. I honestly don't.. I-I like him.. And he hates me."
He turned his head away from me and my face broke into a grin.
"You are such an idiot Frank."
"Hey!"
"He likes you."
"H-He what..?"
"Frank, Mikey has a crush on you and you have one on him. Do you know what that means you should do?"
I poured sugar into my coffee, watching his face. He shook his head. I laughed.
"Go talk to him, explain and then ask my little brother out. But hurt him I swear to God you'll regret it Frankie."
He blinked at me before grinning and running off
I scanned the cafeteria, looking for anyone I recognised. Frank came running back and I looked at him with a frown. He grabbed his coffee and ran off again. I chuckled before spotting Bert McCracken. I grinned and waved as he saw me before I ran over.

~~~Frank's POV~~~

I knocked on Mikey's door and smiled when I heard his voice. I poked my head around the door and my gut wrenched when he looked away.
"Mikey, please, can we talk?"
He shrugged and Ray walked past me. I sat next to him.
"Mikey, what I said. You're the problem because I developed a crush on you. I didn't know what to do. I certainly couldn't go to you with it. Gerard told me what you said. You like me too. So I was wondering, Michael James Way, will you be my boyfriend?"
He picked at the duvet that was covering his body.
"What happens if I say no?"
"I'll cry like the little white girl I am and maybe leave My Chem."
He giggled softly.
"No..."

~~~Mikey's POV~~~

"No.... I would not like to be your boyfriend."
He whimpered and played with his gloves.
"I would love to be your boyfriend Frankie."
He grinned at me and pressed our lips together. I slipped my arms around him and pushed as close to him without painting myself as I could. I smiled against his lips as he slid onto the bed with me, slipping an arm around me. I curled up into him and lay my head on his shoulder.
"Sleep love. I'll be here when you wake up."
I nodded at his words and slowly slipped my eyes close, falling into a deep sleep.

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