Give Me Blood

There was a long and excruciating moment of silence between the two men. They were holding the most awkward eye contact, until Frank looked away. He still remained silent.
'With who?', Gerard repeated himself, this time putting more force behind the words.
Frank looked up again and sighed 'I really can't tell you, Gerard', he mumbled sadly.
'You can't or you don't want to?', Gerard asked in a snide voice.
'Well, technically I could', Frank let out a small chuckle despite the situation 'But it wouldn't end well, believe me'.
'Why? I'm not going to tell them! Don't you trust me?', Gerard asked, now with a hint of hurt in his voice.
Frank let out a long breath to calm himself down. He couldn't get angry now or he'd lose Gerard for sure.
He had always been curious, it was not his fault that he wanted to know about Frank's life. They had just met again, after all. None of this was Gerard's fault. He couldn't know how complicated all of this was. He hadn't meant to make Frank fall in love with him. It had just happened. And he had managed to keep it a secret for so long that he just couldn't let it slip now and risk losing Gerard over this.
He had to somehow talk his way out of it. If nothing else would work, he'd even have to lie to him, though he resented that thought.
Taking another deep breath he said 'Of course I do, Gee. It's just complicated'.
'Explain it to me, then', Gerard urged. 'What's the problem? Is it a guy?'
Gerard thought that maybe Frank was just scared to admit that he was in love with another man. But he kept pressing for an answer because he really needed to know at this point.
'Umm, actually...', Frank dragged his hand through his hair 'yes', he breathed, 'It's a guy'.
Telling Gerard that he was bisexual was not the problem.
'That doesn't matter to me Frank, you should know me that well'.
'Yeah, I know', Frank sighed.
'Then why don't you want to tell me? Do I know him?'
Shit. If Frank answered this question honestly, there would be no possible way out of it.
Gerard wouldn't rest until he'd get a name. His own name. That just couldn't happen right now.
'No. You don't know him', Frank lied, shaking his head and looking at the floor in shame.
He felt terrible, even though this little white lie had been necessary. It wasn't even that little, it concerned a big part of his life, but what could he do? It was for the best. He just hoped that Gerard would drop the thing now.
He should have known better, though. It was Gerard, after all.
'I want to meet this guy, then', he said with a surprising amount of determination.
'Maybe. Someday', Frank replied, still looking down.
'No, really, I mean it. I need to make sure that he is good for you, whoever he is', Gerard surprised the both of them with raw honesty.
If he couldn't have Frank, he would still try to ensure his happiness in every way possible.
He forgot for a moment that Frank had said that the person didn't return his feelings.
Frank was quick to tell him, though.
'You don't need to worry', he smiled 'he is just perfect! But he doesn't like me like that, so it doesn't matter anyway. But I still appreciate your concern.'
And that, he did. Mord than he would ever admit. Because secretly, Gerard's concern meant the world to him.
Gerard was speachless for a moment. How anybody on this planet could not adore Frank Iero was beyond him.
It clicked in his mind, that maybe this mystery man was actually in love with Frank but he was just too blind to see it, like he was blind to Gerard's love for him.
As he voiced his thoughts on that matter, Frank just waved them away with a gesture of his hand and shook his head.
'I really, really don't think so', he said and he sounded so certain and sad that Gerard couldn't help but want to comfort him.
He stood up and walked around the table to hug Frank, they seemed to land in this position quite frequently as of lately, but neither of them would think to comolain.
They enjoyed each other's closeness for a moment, before Frank playfully shoved Gerard away, saying 'This isn't supposed to be about my love life but yours'.
They both laughed.
'Yeah, but you're here for my distraction. And I have to say you do an awesome job!', Gerard exclaimed equally playful. They both sat down again, continuing their breakfast in silence, both once again caught up in their own thoughts, which were more similar than they would ever expect.
Frank was thinking that he'd have to be extra careful around Gerard now and totally watch his mouth, that sometimes gets ahead of him, while Gerard was trying to swallow down the jealousy with a big gulp of coffee.

Notes

I feel like I keep repeating myself a lot in this but I also feel like it's fitting the flow of the story. Tell me, though, if you think it's annoying!