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Gerard’s POV


The second Gerard had kissed Frank, their little road trip had turned into something much more. The only problem was Gerard wasn’t sure exactly what. Were they…together now? Or did Frank just think he was attractive? He had a million questions in his mind as they got ready to go to sleep.

He lay there in his sleeping bag, staring at the pointed top of the tent. He should ask Frank tonight or it was just going to bother him and keep him awake.

He waited until Frank was lying down before speaking. “Um, Frank?”

“Yeah?” He rolled over to face Gerard.

“…what does this make us?”

“I- I don’t know.” He frowned. “What do you want us to be?”

“Uh…” He’d been afraid of that. “I’m…more concerned about what you want us to be.” Holy shit he was so bad at this. “Like, in your best case scenario, what happens?” He should really just shut up.

“Uh…best case scenario…” Frank covered his face with his pillow. “Best case scenario you’re my boyfriend.”

Gerard grinned, taking Frank’s pillow and setting it aside. “Stop hiding Frankie, what are you afraid of?”

“I’m afraid that no one loves me.” He frowned, looking up at Gerard.

“Well, that’ll never be true. You know why?”

“Don’t say because my parents love me cuz they don’t.”

“No, because I love you. And I’d love to be your boyfriend.”

“Oh. Really?” He almost looked like he didn’t quite believe Gerard.

Gerard nodded. “Frank you’re- I don’t know it just makes me so angry you had to grow up in that town, because you deserve so much better. And I don’t know what better means to you, but whatever it ends up being, I’ll be here to help you get there.”

Frank smiled. “You wanna know what better means to me? Better means you. You make my life bearable, and I-“ He took a deep breath. “I love you, Gerard.”

Gerard reached over and hugged him tightly, kissing his forehead. “We’re gonna get out of that town, Frankie, and we’re gonna fucking live, alright?”

Frank nodded, nuzzling into Gerard’s neck. Gerard knew he should probably just shut up, but for some reason his mouth had other ideas. “And no one-“

Frank cut him off, smirking. “Gee. Shut the fuck up and kiss me.”

Well, Gerard was perfectly fine with that. He kissed Frank softly, enjoying the way his lips felt against his own. He could feel Frank playing with his hair and he grinned, breaking the kiss to cover Frank’s face in more kisses.

“We should probably get some sleep.” He said finally.

Frank nodded. “Yeah. Probably.”

“Goodnight, Frankie.”

“Night, Gee.”

Notes

-flails- Also I dunno I have this headcanon that Gerard (as a singer) sometimes just can't stop giving short motivational speeches.