Therapy

It was starting to get dark, and the boys were now sitting in the middle of the park, on the damp grass. Frank was sitting in front of Gerard, pulling blades of grass up and dropping them again.
"So, Gerard, what are you getting therapy for?" Frank asked, looking up at Gerard, who was staring down at his hands.
"Uh, just, you know" the boy shrugged, not wanting to tell Frank what had happened.
"Oh come on, Gee, tell me" Frank shuffled closer to him, still trying to meet his yes. Gerard's eyes shifted up to Frank's face, their eyes finally meeting and locking.
"I tried to kill myself" he said bluntly, still staring at Frank.
"Oh shit, man, I-I... I'm sorry" Frank bit his lip nervously, not knowing what to say now.
"Why are you apologising? Wasn't your fault" Gerard laughed, almost bitterly, at Frank's apology.
"I mean, I'm sorry you felt like that, you know?" Frank looked at his hands, which were still pulling grass from the ground.
"Why were you there?" Gerard was still staring at Frank, and noticed he tensed up a bit at his question.
"My parents think i'm crazy, scrap that, everyone thinks i'm crazy" Frank giggled and looked back at the boy in front of him.
"Why?" Gerard frowned slightly. He doesn't seem crazy?
"There are a few reasons really," Frank was still giggling which only confused Gerard more.
"Tell me" he ordered, wanting to know more about Frank.
"Well, it started when I first started high school. I was always dared to do stupid things, and i'd always do them. I once broke my foot from jumping out the second floor" Frank giggled at Gerard's facial expression, his mouth was quite literally hanging open.
"Someone once called me a faggot, so I hit them with a croquet mallet" Frank had a smirk spread across his face.
"They only had to get three stitches, everyone acted like I had shot him" Gerard carried on staring at Frank, unable to say a word.
"Once I stabbed my hand with a compass, it went straight through my hand. It was kinda cool, really" Frank shook his head, laughing at the memories.
"I locked myself in this girls locker, and when she finally opened it I jumped out at her, she screamed so loud and ran away, it was hilarious" Frank fell into laughter again but quickly stopped when Gerard cleared his throat.
"Once I uh- at my old school, in art, we were told to draw this rose, so we were sitting there in silence drawing this pathetic looking rose and the teacher left the room, one of my friends dared me to hide the rose. So I got up and was just pushing it into a cupboard when the teacher came back... Not bragging or anything, but I got detention for like, a week" Gerard shrugged, trying to impress Frank with his extremely lame story. Frank raised an eyebrow at Gerard before falling into a giggling fit.
"Gerard Way, you are one of a kind, I have to say" Frank said between giggles, making Gerard blush.
"I can say the same about you" Gerard said, his voice barely a whisper. He noticed Frank shuffling closer to him, their knees now touching.
"I don't think you're crazy, Frank" Gerard's voice was still quiet, but Frank still heard him. The younger boy smiled and felt a blush rise in his cheeks.
"I think you're amazing" Gerard leant towards Frank, they were so close their noses were almost touching.
"Th-Thank you, Gerard" Frank stared into the boys hazel eyes, almost completely losing himself in the moment.
"You can call me Gee, I like it when you call me Gee" Gerard whispered, resting his forehead against Frank's. Frank let out a content sigh.
"I really like you, Gee" Frank's voice was low and quiet so only Gerard could hear him.
"I really like you too" Gerard moved his hands to rest on top of Frank's, feeling a spark run through his body from the contact. Gerard's hands warmed Frank's, sending an slight shiver through Frank's body. His eyes fell closed as he felt Gerard thumb run over his tattooed knuckles. This was the most peaceful both boys had been for awhile. They suddenly felt better, safe. As if they now belonged.

Notes

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(sorry for any mistakes or anything) thanks for reading:3