Frerard is Real

Alan had his hand rested on Austin's knee. Alan leaned in and whispered into Austin's ears, flushing his cheeks red.
Patrick smiled, "Something you want to say, Alan? Any complaints?"
Alan ignored Patrick, and as if he and Austin were the only ones in the room, Alan slowly reached his hand up to Austin's chest, still whispering. Austin's eyes were on Alan, lost in a trance.
Patrick was smiling with joy-don't take it the wrong way. He was happy to see such progress. He was proud of himself and his clients. Patrick stood up, "WE HAVE SUCCEEDED." He paused, realizing not everyone was in the room. His smile faded as he sat down, "Dammit Frerard."

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Frank parked his car before exiting with lunch. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into his burger. He hasn't been this excited since seeing Gerard on his knees, begging Frank-you know.
His dick.
Gerard is begging for Frank's dick, ok.
Frank opened the door with his free hand. "Honey," He called, "I'm home." He sang. He kicked the door close before walking in to find Gerard eating a sandwich on the kitchen table. Frank's shoulders sank, "Gerard."
Gerard looked up. He grinned, "Sorry I was just so hungry..."
Frank smiled as he placed the bag of fast food on the table, "More for me." Frank pulled out his burger. He licked his lips as he un-wrapped the wrapper, taking in the smell of meat. As he took in his first bite, he found his haven. "Ohmygod." He moaned, taking anoter bite, "Ohmygod." He swallowed, "This is better than sex."
Gerard smiled, "God damn you. Hand me one."
Frank shook his head, "No, no, no," Frank snatched the bag, "Gerard no get one." He chuckled.
Gerard grinned, shaking his head. He sighed, "Speaking of sex, there's still something we need to resolve." Gerard raised a brow, giving Frank a hint.
Frank nodded as he took another bite, "After I'm done eating-" Frank paused, "You think everything will go back to the way it was? You know, since you've resolved everything with Lindsey?"
Gerard didn't make eye contact, "I guess we'll find out."
Frank set his burger down, "You seem upset."
"I'm okay." Gerard added, "Trust me."
"No you're not. You're using references."
"What?"
"Nevermind." Frank wiped his hands on his jeans, "What did Lindsey say? Is she just going to let us be together?"
Gerard glanced up at him before abruptly clearing the table of the fast food, throwing everything on the ground. He grinned, "I want you now." Gerard tossed his shirt off.
Frank frowned at the sight of the thrown food. He slouched his shoulders before pouting, "Awe, my burger."

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