Frerard is Real

Frank had felt like Gerard had locked himself in the room for hours. Frank would try to pass the time by trying to distract himself with TV, internet, or just simply kicking his feet. He would check up on Gerard every now and then. He would softly knock against the door, "Gerard...let's-let's talk this out."
Gerard gave no reply.
Frank held back his fist, "Please...answer me."
Gerard mumbled from the other side of the door, "I'm sorry..." Frank can hear Gerard move close to the door, "I didn't mean to lie. The truth is...Lindsey and I made a deal."
Frank asked, "What deal?"
"That you and I would come out to the public soon. That we would file a divcorce-Frank," Gerard swallowed as he leaned back against the door, "I don't want to be selfish-is it right to leave her?"
Frank was silent. His thoughts were crowded, over filled. He sighed as he pressed his forehead against the door, "I don't know." He added, "If you left her, what's the worst that could happen?"
"Bandit. What would she say?"
Frank paused. No wonder why he's been stressed. Frank gave a weak smile, "Open the door, hun."
The door creaked open to find puffy eyed Gerard. His shoulders were hanging low, his face was red. His puppy-dog eyes lifted to meet Frank. He wiped his nose with his sleeve, "Can I have a hug?"
Frank gave a faint smile as he opened his arms, "Come here." Gerard wrapped his arms around Frank's stomach. They held each other for the longest time. Gerard mumbled, "I don't know what to do."
Frank kissed his forehead, "Whatever choice you make, I'll encourage."

~

Austin swung his arm around Alan's neck, "You know what's weird?"
Alan put his phone in his back pocket before giving his full attention to Austin, "What's weird?"
"Frerard is the main couple Patrick is stressing about."
Alan shrugged, "Well, that's because Frerard still has problems. The Stump cured us." He gave a slight chuckle, "He's obsessed."
"I HEARD THAT." Patrick called from across the room.
Alan laughed, "Of course you did. You're only a few feet away SO DON'T YELL."
Patrick sighed before straightening up, "Listen, since Frerard is not coming to our meetings...I've decided to-"
"You've decided to what? Drop them?" Vic raised a brow.
Alex asked, "You can do that?"
Patrick clicked his pen before pulling out the Frerard file. "Of course I can. If Frerard doesn't want help from me, why should I keep them on the list?" Patrick glanced around the room, "But that doesn't mean my rep is on the line. I helped all of you, didn't I?" He smiled.
Alex scoffed, "Please once you see Frerard messing up in front of you, you're going to get involved. You can't help yourself Patrick."
Patrick played with his tie before chuckling, "Wanna bet on it?" Patrick tossed the file into the nearest trashcan.
Alex smirked, "You'll break soon."

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