Frank POV

I awake to see Gerard sitting next to me, staring at me. I had been sleeping longer than he has, I know that, but I’m not sure how long. His hair is messy from the pillow, his eyes glassy and dark.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.” Gerard said, his husky voice more comforting than I expected.

“How long have you been awake, Gee?”

“Awhile, I just got back from talking with Lindsey. I’m surprised you didn’t hear me leave.

“I’m a heavy sleeper.” I smiled.

“I know.” Gerard said, smirking as he leaned in to kiss me.

He giggled against the kiss and looked at me for a while, smiling the whole time. After a few minutes, we decided about what we would do today.

I showed Gerard how to use my shower, and while he washed up, I went down the hall to talk to Lindsey. Her door was open, and she was inside sleeping soundly, so I decided not to bother her. Sitting in my room alone was kind of depressing. Yeah, Gerard was just in the bathroom next door, but it was so eerily quiet.

Things have gone so weirdly since yesterday afternoon. Never in a hundred years did I think that Gerard and I would be able to rekindle, let alone that quickly. He was so chill about it, like he has been waiting forever for this day. It’s kind of terrifying. Things are moving so quickly, it’s not that I’m not happy it is moving, I just don’t want another incident. When I heard the water cut off and shuffling in the bathroom, I began to gather my own clothes so that I can get in the shower once he gets out. The shuffling started to become louder, and Gerard muttered “Shit” from behind the door. The door suddenly opened, and Gerard emerged from the bathroom, naked. He was smiling awkwardly, completely red in the face.

“I forgot my clothes.” He said, obviously embarrassed.

He waddled over to his backpack, trying hard not to make eye contact, grabbed it and swiftly walked to the bathroom. I couldn’t help but stare at his ass while he walked away, which kind of made me feel like a perv. A few minutes later, he emerged again, this time, clothed. He laughed awkwardly and walked out, apologizing for is nudity. I went into the bathroom, and after a quick shower and getting dressed, I came back out to see Gerard reading one of my comic books from my collection.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Totally.” He said, putting up the comic book and following me out of the room.

After telling my mom where we were going, we were off into Gerard’s car. First, breakfast. Pulling into a local diner, Gerard was telling me about their breakfast. Apparently, they have the best bacon, and I will never know the greatness because of my eating practices. Walking in the diner, I was greeted by the strong smell of coffee.

“Ooh, coffee. Coffee.” Gerard said, choosing a red booth for us to sit in.

He slid in one side, leaving the other side for me. An older woman in a white blouse came up and to take our orders. Her eyes lit up when she saw Gee.

“Gladys! So nice to see you!” He said, obviously familiar with the woman holding the small notepad and coffee pot.

She turned over the coffee cups on our table and filled them up, smiling at us widely.
“Mr. Way, you just get more handsome every time I see you! Do you want the usual?” She asked.

“Yes of course.” He responded.

I ordered an omelet, while Gerard attacked his coffee. He drank the whole mug in less than a minute and smiled when it was all gone. We talked for a while about miscellaneous things. He even introduced me to the Gladys lady. She gave me an extra biscuit with my meal. After we ate, and consumed about seven pots of coffee, I paid for our breakfast and we left.

Our next stop was the Home Depot, so that we could get our supplies for our catapult. I don’t care for home improvement store much, since I don’t care for manual labor, but with Gee, it seemed like paradise. We had so much fun there, testing out all the lawn chairs, picking out paint samples that we will never need, and ringing every doorbell they had in selection. We even pushed each other around in the shopping carts for a while. Everything was going great, until we reached the nail and screw isle.

We were playfully arguing over the color we are going to paint the catapult, when we both caught a glimpse of two people who were obviously not happy about us being together. A boy with blond hair and a boy with an afro stared at us when we entered the isle, both in shock.

“What are you doing with him?” Ray asked, staring at Gerard with a mixture of confusion and anger.

“Toro…” Bob said, grabbing his shoulder, which he shook off quickly.

“Frank’s fine, Ray, we’re fine.” Gerard said, firmly.

“Gerard.” Ray said disappointedly.

“Can I talk to you?” The afro-ed boy said, nudging Bob to stay with me.

Ray and Gerard walked to the next isle to talk, leaving Bob and I alone. We stared at each other quietly. Moments passes, but they fell like hours. Then Bob spoke up.

“So are you gay?” Bob asked, not intending to sound rude.

“…Yeah.” I said, taking a big gulp of air after I spoke.

“I fucking knew it.” He whispered to himself, and the isle fell silent again.

Soon Gee and Ray returned, both laughing.

“Are we okay?” Bob asked, fiddling with the packages of nails hanging from the walls.

“Yes.” Ray and Gee said in unison.

“Good.” I said in relief.

Notes

Sorry it took so long, my internet has been so crap. Excuses, excuses, I know. Sorry. OOHH Fro-Boy and Boob Bryar make an appearance. Comment and review and such please!!