Gerard's P.O.V.

His hands has scars and red scratches all over them. It made me upset to think that once I crush him, he might do this more, but to his body. He had such a small, fragile body. When I helped him up today it felt like air. He barley weighed anything, and he cuts himself?

It just made me upset that someone like him did this to himself. I take his hand in my hand and bring my lips down to it and brush my lips over the scars and cuts.

"G-Gerard, you don't have to-" Frank say.

"I want to babe." I say and continue kissing his hand. I feel bad for Frankie. I really do, but I have a bet to win.

"Gerard please stop, people are looking." Franks mumbles.

"Are you embarrassed to be with me in public? To show affection like you would if we were alone?" I ask.

"N-no, of course not."

"Then I can kiss you, and your hands as much as I want." I say before kissing his hand one last one before setting them gently in the table. I stand up as good as I can becuase the table is in the way and lean over to place a kiss in Franks dark pink lips. He has the softest lips I have ever encountered. I feel him kiss back and smile. I smile and pull away.

I sit down and he has a light pink blush towards the top of his cheeks.

"I like you Frankie, a lot." I say and he blushes more.

If only he knew that I didn't feel the way he thinks I do.

"Alrighty boys, I have your salad right here. Will that be all tonight?" The waitress asks.

"No, I'm ordering one more thing later." I say and she nods and walks away.

"Well? Are you going to eat?" I ask Frank.

"Oh, yeah..." He says before he puts his gloves back on. He picks up his fork and takes a piece of lettuce and a tomato.

We eat in silence until Frank coughs into his arm.

"Are you alright babe?" I ask actually worried if he's alright.

"I-I'm fine-" He's cut of by several more coughs. I pass him his water and he chugs most of it down before putting it down and running outside. The waitress comes back and I say,

"I'll be right back!" Before running out for Frank. When I get outside it's snowing and their is a very thin layer of snow on the ground. I look around and I see Frankie leaning on the side if the building coughing.

I run to him actually really worried.

"Frankie? Babe, are you alright?" I ask rubbing his back.

"I-I'm fine. I got over bronchitis a couple of months ago, and the doctor said I would have little coughing fits like this." He says standing up properly.


"Come on, let's go back inside." I say an we walk back into the diner and sit back down in our booth. He drinks the rest of his water and I take out ten dollars for the salad and our drinks.

I look up and see Frank with money out as well.

"Frankie, baby. This is a date that I planned so I get to pay." I say.

"But-"

"Butts are for sex."

Notes

I'm sorry its so short, I just wanted to have Frankie's opinion on the 'butts'.