When Gerard woke up, he immediately sat up and looked around. He was alone in his room, with the door locked from the inside. Good, that means no one found my alcohol. He thought to himself as he looked over to the clock. The digital clock read 3:21 AM. Gerard sat there, staring at his clock before he remembered everything that had happened. He started to think about Frank and whether or not he had scared him off. He started to think about how Frank had blown him, which was more than enough to get him hard again. Figuring he was alone, Gerard pulled down his pants and started to jack off to the memory of Frank's soft lips around his member.

Right before he reached his climax, his personal bathroom door opened and out stepped Frank, looking awfully tired. Frank's eyes widened as he saw Gerard, and made awkward eye contact with him before Gerard came on his hand. Gerard blushed and quickly covered himself with his blanket, though Frank just walked over casually and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“...Sorry.” Gerard said quietly after a few painfully long minutes passed.
“For what?”
“Making you blow me, and kissing you, and everything...”
“I mean you didn't totally make me, but it's fine. I'll just forget about the whole thing.” Frank told Gerard.
“U-Uh, oh, thanks.. I guess...” Gerard said quietly, not wanting to pretend like that had never happened, though he knew it was for the best. “How long have you been here?”
“I mean, I didn't think it would be right for me to just leave... I-Is that weird, or...?”
“No, that was nice of you.” Gerard said as he gave Frank a small smile.
“Is it okay if I maybe sleep...?” Frank asked as he lifted up the covers.
“Oh uh, yeah totally.” Gerard said as he scooted over, letting Frank get in with him. Frank turned on his side so he was facing Gerard and mouthed “thank you” before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Gerard just stared at the boy next to him, wanting to kiss him, or his body, or even just touch his cheek. You just fucking met him, Gerard. Besides, you're way more straight than pan anyway. Just let him be. Gerard sighed and closed his eyes as well as he tried to get back to sleep. The two woke up the next morning to Mikey banging on the door.
“Come on, Gerard! School is in five minutes!” Mikey shouted
“Fuck..” Gerard mumbled as he opened his eyes. It took him a moment, but Gerard soon realized his arms were wrapped around Frank, and had ended up spooning with him. He quickly let go and pulled away, not wanting to create any more sexual tension between the two. Frank sat up and yawned before looking over to Gerard.
“I don't have anything to wear for school..” He told him quietly. Gerard nodded and got up, getting out a black button down shirt, a red tie, jeans, and a plain black t-shirt for Frank.
“There are jeans in the dresser.” Gerard told him as he tossed the t-shirt to Frank. “I'll change in the bathroom, tell me when you're ready.”
Frank nodded and walked over to get himself a pair of jeans, digging through the drawer before his finger brushed cold metal. He carefully removed the jeans that lay on top before finding one of Gerard's razor stashes. These razors were blood-stained and slightly rusted, definitely not in the best of shape. Still, Frank removed his shirt and took one, closing his eyes as he slid it across his scarred stomach. He let out a small grunt of pain each time the blade slid across his stomach, though still continued to press down on the blade, letting the blood seep out of his cuts. After a few minutes Gerard started to get suspicious, cracked the bathroom door, and peeked out to see why Frank was taking so long.

Frank was half laying back on the bed, propping himself up with one of his skinny arms as he used the other to hold the razor. His stomach was now just a bloody mess and his eyes were slightly red and puffed up from tears. Gerard flung the door open and quickly ran over to him, snatching the razor away as he leaned over him. “Oh, Frankie..” He whispered quietly, half leaning in to kiss him, though he didn't seem to want that right now.

Notes

Yeah there's probably going to be a lot more smut. :x Sorry???
(Though really I don't think that should count as much)
(also I'm sorry I have no idea how to even write smut)