Headfirst for Halos

When he woke up, he immediately went downstairs, trying his best to ignore the spooning Frank and Mikey on the couch. Fuck, doesn't Frank have to go home ever? Goddamn. Gerard sighed, wiping away tears as he thought of the night before, and how just hours ago he was the holding onto Frank, he had been the one who had that boy in his arms, not Mikey. He had to admit, he was incredibly jealous of his brother. He shook his head as he walked into the kitchen, grabbing a snack from the fridge.
“Hey...” A voice said quietly
“Uh,” Gerard spun around to see Frank standing behind him, looking incredibly guilty. “Hi, Frankie.” He choked out.
“W-what happened earlier..?”
“I said it. I just had an epi-”
“Don't give me that shit, Gerard.” Frank said as he stepped closer and put his hand on Gerard's arm.
“Fine!” Gerard snapped at him as he pulled away his arm “You wanna know why I was upset?! I was upset because only a day before my brother's tongue was down your throat, it was you and I who were the ones making out. When did you even have the time to fucking decide you like my brother, you've talked to him less than me!”
“We have a lot of periods together, actually... So, that's when... And you were the one who kissed me first Gerard, you were the one who had me blow you, I didn't want to, but you were drunk and I didn't know how to tell you 'no'. I'm sorry if I led you on...”
“Of course you fucking led me on!” Gerard said as he pushed Frank back “God, to think I actually thought I had found someone.” Gerard bit his lip and sighed before running upstairs to his room and laying down on the bed. He screamed into his pillow before taking out a bottle of wine from under his bed and started to chug it.
“You're going to ruin your body...” Frank said as he peeked in to the room.
“Yeah, just like you?” Gerard hissed at him as he threw the cork at Frank.
“Not as bad, I guess.” He said with a shrug. “You know, I don't eat.”
“You don't eat?” Gerard asked as he sat up “How do you not eat?”
“I mean, I eat a little sometimes, but most of the time I just take pills, it's how I don't get fat.” Frank said as he walked in.
“I have a feeling you aren't going to get fat if you start eating..”
“I have tried to stop, but it's just so hard, you know? Especially when people actually see me eating they start calling me fat and it's just so hard to ignore that... Please don't tell Mikey, I don't want him to think I'm a freak or anything... Also, don't tell him I cut, he really didn't like you cutting and got pretty upset about it..”
“Yeah, whatever. I won't tell shitty Mikey about anything. You can go now.” Gerard said, wishing he could pull Frank close and kiss him like he had before.
“But... I want to make sure you're okay first. So.. are you?”
“Oh yeah, of course. What gave it away? The drawings of suicide, the cutting, the suicide attempt? Maybe it was the excessive drinking! But yeah, I'm okay. Trust me, Frankie!” Gerard said, as fake as possible.
“I-is there anyway I could help..?” Frank asked, feeling as if this were all his fault.
“I... you won't like it.” Gerard said after a moment
“What is it?”

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