I love you for you

Gerard's POV

Frank's eyes widen and he smiles so wide i'm afraid his perfect little face will split in two. My heart beat increases and i can feel my stomach practically imploding on itself hoping the answer is yes. I begin holding my breath refusing to breath again till i get my answer either it be the one i want or not i will not breath again till i get one. He quickly swallows his mouth full of pancakes and wipes the syrup from his chin and crashes our lips together.

It's not lust hungry, it's slow and full of so much emotion. It fills me with all the love my very first relationship deprived me of. I never knew one action could sum up so much love. In. All. One. Action. I quickly recover from my shock so Frankie doesn't feel rejected and I kiss back. I try desperately to put as much love as Frankie is into this kiss. He wraps his arms around my neck pulling me closer proving his point and answering my question. Loud and clear. Believe me when i say I get spot on what his answer is. Frank's my boyfriend. Frank fucking Iero is my boyfriend! Also he tastes like syrup I smile with this thought.

Mikey clears his throat making sure that we know he's still there and that we won't rip each others pants off, not that i would do that anyway because i want to take this slowly and make sure Frankie knows how much this relationship means to me. I want to make every moment with him count and i want him to feel so much love it lasts a thousand life times.

We break a part and when i steal a glance at him he looks perfect..? No that doesn't begin to describe him. His mouth is still hanging slightly open from the 'yes' answer he gave me and his eyes are half lidded and dilated so much his eyes look black, his face is also extremely red and his lips are slightly shinning from my saliva. I'm sure i look the same just not as perfect as Frank.

"soooooo...? Are you guys like a thing? Now?" Mikey asks. I look over at Frank waiting for his approval. He nods still smiling widely and I am sure I'm mimicking the action. I feel like i'm on cloud nine I'm happier then when i made my mask.

~Flashback!~

"Mommy!" Tiny me yells.

"Yes sweetheart?"

"can i get this?" Tiny me asks happily presenting to her a plain white mask with several bottles of paint, string, and a paintbrush.

"What are you going to do with all that sweetheart?" She asks smiling fondly. Even when i was that little i knew how to lie and when too. Even though little kids 'aren't supposed to know how to lie'.

"I wanna be a superhero everyday!" It's not like i could tell her the real reason or else i'd never get it. Never be able to hide my face from the word because i was anything but perfect. I was horridness looking. My mom just would never get that.

"Okay sweetheart But you have to promise mommy one thing." She says smiling lovingly at me.

"Anything!" I say willing to do anything for this.

"Let mommy take a picture of you when you're done."

"Okay mommy!" she should have taken a picture before i made the mask because after it was finished she'd never see me without it.

When we got home I rushed to my room throwing the godly items on my bed and got straight to work. Mikey kept me company by sitting on my bed and gave me his input whenever i asked him for it. I needed his say on the way the mask would look so i drew up about a hundred sketches all of them failed until me and Mikey agreed on one sketch. It was completely yellow with a pair of black triangles acting as eye lids on both eyes and the top mirrored the bottom of the mask with another pair of triangles then it had blue circles on the forehead and on both sides acting as cheeks. When it was finished Mikey and I had to come up with a superhero name because i had told my mom that it was a superhero thing. We settled on yellow man.

I proudly presented the mask to my mother and told her my superhero name.

"Yellow-Man huh?" She asks the smile never leaving her face. I nod happily.

"It's perfect" she says while holding my face in her soft hands and kisses my forehead. I'll never forget the way she smelled, like roses and just so motherly.. Our dad snapped a photo

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