I stared at the screen in disbelief. The words coming out of the reporters mouth just didnt make sense.
"Fraaank?"I found myself shouting.
"Whatsup?"Frank's head popped round from the kitchen door, his long hair swinging down into his face. All over were little patches that looked grey. There was a spot of flour on his nose as well, making him look fucking adorable.

"Gerard, what?"He repeated,"Stop staring and tell me whats going on."
"Right, sorry,"I said, blushing as I pushed my fringe out of my face,"Cole is out."
Franks face drained of colour and his eyes widened,"Like, out out?"
"Well what other 'out' is there?"
"He could have come out of the closet?"Frank suggested, a smile threatening to break out,"I mean, it might explain some of the bullying and hatred. You know, denial and all that jazz."Frank shimmied his hips at the last four words. Ever since we had watched Chicago two weeks ago he was taking every possible moment to say all that jazz. It was fucking ridiculous.

"You're a dick,"I smiled,"And you've got flour in your hair. And on your nose."
"No, Gerard. I like dick. There's a difference."Frank pointed an accusing finger at me then disappeared. I got up and followed him in, thoughts of Cole's release far from my mind. He was standing at the bench mixing muffin mixture vigorously. I moved behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I mosed his hair out of the way and kissed the nape of his neck.

"Gerard I have to get these muffins done,"Frank stopped stirring and sighed.
"But I want to be done."I mumbled and kissed him again, slower. His stomach muscles tensed under my fingers as he let out a giggle.
"Gerard, please. Later?"Frank turned around in my arms and looked up at me sweetly,"Before I go back to Mums. I promise."
I kissed away the flour on his nose and said,"I'll hold you to that."

I let go of him and leant on the bench next to him,"You know... Ever since you got this promotion I've barely seen you. And the days we have off together, you're always fucking baking..."I said more to myself, an idea forming in my head.
"Gerard not this again."Frank groaned and started spooning the mixture into the muffin tray.
"Frank, I'm sorry. I cant help it. I just miss you..."I looked away from his hurt puppy dog stare bravely.

"Gerard, listen. I've been working there almost two years. I've got myself a good load of leave just aching to be used up. How about we take a trip back to Jersey. For my birthday?"Frank placed his hand on my arm and made me look at him.
"Your birthday is 3 weeks away,"I grumbled.
"Well that gives us two weeks to plan it. Together."Frank squeezed my arm meaningfully.
"So that means it'll never happen..."I muttered. I was being a drama queen and I did not care. I missed my pumpkin.
"Oh my god, Gerard."Frank rolled his eyes and let go to put the tray of uncooked muffins into the oven.

I glanced down at my arm then did a double take because there was fucking mixture all over it,"Frank! You got fucking shit on my jacket!"
"So wash it off,"Frank shrugged his shoulders as he dried his now clean hands,"S'no big deal."
"I'll show you no big fucking deal,"I growled and stripped my jacket off. Frank watched with interest as I acted casual about wiping the blueberry goo from my jacket.

When Frank turned away I swiped my hand through the last of the mixture in the bowl and darted over to Frank. I hid my hand behind my back and made him face me,"I'm sorry for over reacting before. I know you have to work and stuff but I just miss my pumpkin."
"Gerard I know its stressful for you right now so dont worry. It makes me feel kinda special."Frank smiled, his cheeks dimpling. And then I wiped my hand across his face.

"Oh my god you bastard! You fucking- oh my god!"Frank spluttered and moved over to the bowl. He moved his on hand through, scooping mixture up and flinging it at me. It striped across my t-shirt and amde Frank cackle.
"I'll fucking get you."I grinned. I pulled open the fridge and grabbed the first thing I could find. A bowl of cream from dessert last night. Perfect. I scooped my hand through it, trying to ignore the explosion of flour over the both of us, and aimed it at Frank. I rushed forward and smeared it on his hair as he squashed an egg on my head.

I sat the bowl down on the bench and grabbed Frank, pinning his arms at his sides,"Whatcha gonna do now, huh? You aint got no arms to fi-"Frank smothered my words in a kiss that tasted like cream and blueberries and Frank. In short, a fanfuckingtastic kiss. My hands slid down to his hips but I couldnt feel his anywhere. The next thing I knew was a cold trickling down the back of my head and neck.

"Oh my god you fucking dick! That is no fair at all! You suck!"I screeched as cream flooded my vision.
"Here, let me help you,"Frank laughed and licked my face. Jesus christ, I was so fucking hard right now it wasnt even funny.
"Frank you suck so much."I grumbled as I wiped cream out of my face.
"Suck what?"Frank said from below me. My eyes flew open to see him on his knees and reaching for the button of my jeans.

"Oh fuck,"My dick jumped in my pants as Frank pushed me back until my butt hit the bench. In a flash my pants and boxers were down and Frank was getting up,"What are you doing?"I breathed. He was grabbing the cream.
"Just to sweeten this a bit more."Frank grinned at me.

"Mmph- fuck,"I moaned as Frank spread cream all over my dick. The cream was cold but his hand was warm and it created the weirdest sensation ever,"Jesus Frank."I gasped as Frank started licking up and down. One hand was at the base of my dick and the other was holding my hips down. Frank sucked in the head and moaned, sending vibrations and shivers up and down my spine.

"Fuck fuck fuck,"I closed my eyes and grabbed Frank's shoulders, squeezing like fuck.
Frank pulled off and whispered in the suddenly silent kitchen,"Come for me Gerard. Do it. For me. Do it."
"I'll do anything for you."I found myself panting, my hips bucking forwards as Frank continued his slow methodical sucking with a grunt.

My gut jump started and finally got with the programme, spreading the warm feeling down to my dick. I only just had the sense to squeeze Frank's shoulders even tighter before I was coming into his mouth. Frank just continued sucking until I had come down.
"Oh jesus."I puffed as Frank dragged himself up my body and too his feet.

"I think the muffins are done."Frank muttered and leaned against me. To confirm the fact that I couldnt make Frank feel as good as I just did, a ding went off and Frank pushed away from me.
"Frank do you want me to-"
"Later man later. I dont want these to burn."Frank waved a hand at me with a smile, grabbing the oven mitts with the other hand.

I pulled my pants up and ignored the sticky feeling all over. Frank walked past me with the muffins, wafting the mouth watering smell towards me. I went over to him and went to grab one but he slapped my hand away.
"Come on, Frank. Just one? To make up for not being able to see me?"I smiled sweetly at him, giving him my best puppy dog face.

Frank merely raised an eyebrow at me and said,"Gerard... I just gave you a blowjob... And now you want a muffin? Geez."
"What can I say. I have tendancies to not only have my cake, but eat it too."I sighed dramatically. Frank was staring at me the way he does when he thinks about me. Every time he's randomly told me he loves me, he's had that look on his face.

Frank opened his mouth and said,"I-"
I smothered his words in a kiss and smiled,"I love you too pumpkin."
Frank stared at me, dumbfounded. I winked at him and went to grab a muffin but he snapped out of his intense moment and stepped in front of me.

"Fraaaaaaaank. I think I should be allowed to have one, considering it's my apartment you're baking these in,"I said defiantly, folding my arms and looking down at him. Even though he was a head shorter than me, the look of slight anger and complete amusement coupled with the way Frank was standing, was pretty fucking scary. If I wasn't careful I would end up crossing the line. Frank snorted at me and finished putting the muffins on the cooling rack as he said,"Yeah but you're not paying for this place. Your school is. If anything I should go give them a muffin."

"You suck,"I poked my tongue out at him.
"We both know what,"Frank grinned.
"Fuck. I feel disgusting right now,"I groaned as I remembered I was covered in flour, egg, blueberry muffin mixture and cream. I was like a dessert.
"You have no idea,"Frank sighed and looked around,"Do you wanna clean first or shower first?"
"Um. Clean I guess."I flicked a blueberry from my arm and opened the cupboard under the sink. I grabbed the packet of cloths and the cleaning shit.

"Right. I'll be back in about half an hour,"Frank said behind me. I shot up, smashing my head on the edge of the bench.
"Fuck!"I clutched my head and ignored the immediate headache.
"Oh shit are you okay?"Frank was suddenly at my side, guiding me into the lounge and onto the couch.

"Fine,"I gritted out. I opened my eyes and looked at Frank,"Where are you going?"
"Work,"Frank said as he softly slid his fingers over a small bump on my head.
"I thought you had the day off,"I could feel my stomach sinking already, dragging my heart down with it.
"Yeah but I just have to take the muffins in."Frank got up. and went back into the kitchen.

I stayed sitting there, falling back into the cushions with a groan. My head hurt so bad. Frank returned with a bag of ice.
"Here. Stay here until I get back. I dont want you getting hurt again."Frank looked down at me.
"Frank I'll be fine. Its just a bump on the head. I'll start cleaning up okay?"I tried to get up but Frank pushed me back down and sat on my lap.

"You,"He kissed me,"Arent,"And again,"Going,"Again,"Anywhere,"Once more,"Okay?"
"Well then neither are you."I dropped the ice bag and wrapped my arms around him.
"Gee, come on,"Frank smiled and put his forehead against mine,"We dont have to go to Mums tonight. We can stay here all day and all night."
"Yeah?"I looked into his eyes, almost going cross eyed.
"Yeah..."Frank closed the distance between our lips, making it last long,"I just gotta take these muffins into work. While they're fresh."
"Kay... I'll start cleaning. Then when you get back you're joining me in the shower."I kissed him back.

"Deal."Frank slid off my lap and went back into the kitchen. I got up and grabbed the ice bag before it melted. Frank was putting the muffins into a lunchbox.
"Fwankie I got a booboo."I pouted.
"You're not getting one."Frank said in a dead tone as he grabbed his keys from the window sill.
"Fine."I sighed.

Before Frank left the kitchen I hooked my arm around him and pulled him in for a quick kiss,"Hurry back. I may have started the fight but you participated so I aint cleaning it all."
"Yeah yeah whatever."Frank called as he strolled out.
"Love you pumpkin!"
"Love you too!"The door slammed after him and I was left alone to clean.

-time lapse-

Franks POV

"Dont wanna be an american idiot! Ba da da da da da da da da da!"I drummed my hands on the steering wheel as I waited for the light to go green. I could still smell the muffins even though they were now in a display case at work. I probably could have given Gerard one but he was whining like a bitch and besides, he got a blowjob. The toot of the car behind me pulled me out of my thoughts. The light was green. The guy sped past me once we had cleared the intersection, tooting and pulling the finger at me. What a dick.

My phone chirped at a message. It was the special one meaning it was Gerard. I ignored it and continued driving. I was only down the road from him anyway. My phone went off again. A second later it started ringing.
"Geez,"I muttered as I pulled up outside a florist,"Hey whatsup?"
"Did you get my messages?"Gerard sounded out of breath.
"I havent read them yet,"I sighed and stared at a vaguely familiar figure up the road, outside Gerards apartment complex.

"They're just about what I'm about to tell you. We dont need to go over to Jersey anymore,"Gerard said excitedly. I could easily picture what he would look like right now. Gripping the phone tightly, that adorably big grin on his face.
"Why's that?"I was barely paying attention. Inside the florist, a bunch of red and black roses had caught my eye. I needed to get them for Gerard. A second later I was getting out of the car and going inside.

"Frank, are you there?"Gerard said urgently.
"Uh, yeah I'm here. Sorry what did you say?"
"Mikey, Pete, Ray and even Bob are coming out here for your birthday. A big reunion."
"Are you serious? Dude! Thats fucking awesome."I couldnt stop myself from grinning like an idiot. The girl at the counter was staring at me, patiently waiting.

"I know right? Mikey called and said-"
"Yeah- Greard can you tell me when I get back? I just gotta do a thing at uh work and then I'll leave."I smiled at the girl and pointed to the red and black roses.
"Oh okay... Its just, you said were just dropping the muffins off. Its amost been an hour."Jesus, Gerard sounded so broken up.
"Yeah I know I got held up. I'll be back in half an hour okay? I gotta go its busy. I love you."I somehow managed to convey that I wanted 16 of the roses to the girl.
"Love you too pumpkin."Gerard sighed and hung up.

"Girlfriend?"The girl asked casually.
"Boyfriend."I muttered and put my phone in my pocket. The strong smell of flowers was starting to give me a headache.
"Are these for him?"Her face lit up.
"Yeah. To make up for me letting work take over,"I sighed and followed her over to the counter.

"Can I gift wrap them?!"She practically screeched at me,"Sorry I just love gift wrapping flowers and the roses are the best. They're black and red 'cause its halloween. Which is also why we have these awesome cellophane wraps. One has bats all over and the other has pumpkins,"The girl's face was glowing at the prospect of wrapping my roses.
"The pumpkin wrap! Do it!"I grinned. It was perfect. Within a minute my roses were wrapped nicely and I was staring down at 3 different cards. One had love hearts, one had bats and, just my luck, one had pumpkins.

"Do I even need to ask?"She grinned,"Do you want it to say,'Sorry for not being there. Lots of love,' then your name?"
"Ummm... Okay. Have it say,'Gee, sorry for working so much. I'll make it up to you. All my love, your pumpkin.' with a bunch of kisses,"I smiled.
"Why does he call you pumpkin if you dont mind me asking?"The girl said as she wrote what I said in pretty scrawly writing.

"My birthday is on halloween and my first birthday with him, we were at my Mum's for my halloween themed party. My little sister was dressed up as a pumpkin and at some point, she put it on me."I smiled as I remembered the look on Claire's face at my zombie-gone-pumpkin costume,"Anyway, I was wearing that for the rest the night and my mum was carrying a bowl of pumpkin soup and she slipped and soakedme with it. Ever since then Gerard's just called me pumpkin."I gave her 40 bucks with a smile.
"Aww, thats so cute. How old's your sister?"
"She's 5 and a half."I took my change and picked up the roses.
"Thats so cute. I hope your boyfriend likes these. Have a good day!"She waved.
"Yeah, you too. Thanks,"I waved back and left.

Gulping in fresh non flower smelling air, I got back in the car. I set the roses down on the passenger seat and smiled. These roses were gorgeous. Gerard was gonna love them. In the next two minutes I as pulling up outside the apartment complex. I walked up to the front doors and buzzed Gerard's apartment.
"Hello?"The intercom crackled slightly. In the background I could hear some sort of music playing.
"Hey Gee. Wanna let me in?"

"Dammit, you're here sooner than I expected."Gerard said as the doors beeped themselves open.
"Well sorry for getting you- leaving work so soon."I grumbled.
"No no- just come up. You'll see what I mean."Gerard clicked off so I darted through the doors before they closed and went up to room 815.

"Whoa,"I stared around at the lounge. There were two very battered boxes sitting open in the middle of the room, spilling their contents everywhere,"Did a halloween store throw up in here?"
"Ha ha,"Gerard rolled his eyes at me from untangling a whole pile of bat lights,"I would have finished before you got home if you had taken just a bit longer."Gerard sighed.

There were halloween decorations everywhere. Lights, bats, ghosts, spiders and of course, a giant pumpkin on the wall. Except there were little love hearts all over the pumpkin. Cute.
"Yeah well I lied. I wasnt at work I was at the fl- shit."I sighed and grabbed the card key to get inside the building,"I got you something but I left it in the car."
"Ooooh go get it."Gerard clapped his hands through the lights.
"I'll be back in a sec,"I called and walked out.

"Hey Frankie."Gerard's next door neighbour waved as I past his open door. Jim was an interesting character. His girlfriend Chloe was pretty awesome and knew how to keep Jim safe. He had a similar thing to what Gerard sometimes gets. The only difference was his sense of moral and any sane thoughts just black out. At the best of times he's dangerous. At the worst he can be deadly. But he has meds for it.
"Hey Jim."I called. I rushed back down to my car and unlocked it. It was stiflingly hot inside and already a few petals on the outside roses were wilting. Fuck.

I raced back upstairs and found Gerard starting to string the lights up.
"Oh my god. Frank. These are fucking beautifully awesome."Gerard stared in awe. I stood in silence, a smile spreading across my face as he walked up and took them from me.

"You'll make it up to me huh?"He raised an eyebrow at me with a smirk.
"You bet."I looked at him and let the smile turn to a grin.
"Thank you Frank."Gerard put the flowers down on the coffee table and came over to me. He wrapped his arms around me and put his forehead against mine,"I love them."
"I love you."I stood on my tiptoes, putting my hand at the back of his head, and kissed him.

Gerard kissed me back hard and backed me up against the door. I moaned into Gerard's mouth and gripped his back as he ran his hands thorugh my hair, down my sides, up my chest and onto my neck.
"Fuck."I moaned loudly as Gerard moved his mouth down my jawline and onto my neck, his hands travelling down.

"Frank I wanna- can I fuck you?"Gerard whispered, his voice tickling my skin.
"Can you get it up?"I gasped. Fuck. I hadnt meant to actually say that. It was just the first thought that came to my mind cause I blew him earlier.
"Dick. It's already up,"Gerard started tugging me backwards until he found the couch. Then he turned around and pushed me onto it.
"Fucking do it then,"I clenched my eyes shut tight as Gerard finally got my dick out, freeing it from its restrictions.

Gerard grunted in response and licked at the head. I grabbed the couch and squeezed. Fuck it felt so good. Gerard moaned as he sucked my whole dick in. I opened my eyes and almost came just at the look of pleasure on Gerard's face. Suddenly he pulled away and winked at me before rushing into his bedroom. A second later he was back, pants half undone and his junk hanging out. He roughly slid a condom on before grabbed my jeans and tugging them down to my ankles. I kicked them away and pulled Gerard on top of me for a kiss.

"Fuck I love you so fucking much,"Gerard whispered as he bit my collarbone, swiping his tongue at the spot every now and then. I could barely respond I felt so far away right now. The only thing I could feel was Gerard's mouth on me and little zings travelling up and down my body. And then suddenly Gerard's moist fingers were spreading me apart, achingly cold from the lube but they warmed up straight away.

"Jesus- Gee just- fuck- me,"I panted as I reached down and grabbed Gerard's dick. He shouted out, letting go of my collarbone for a second.
"On it,"Gerard puffed and pulled his fingers out of me and replaced them with his cock. We both let out a loud moan when he pushed in slowly, burying himself to the hilt. He dragged himself almost out before thrusting back into me with a slam and a curse. He started moving faster, kissing me roughly all over.

"You- you need to shave."I gasped as Gerard rested his cheek against mine, his stubble itching my face.
"Get- fucked,"He let out a shaky laugh, hooking my hand around his neck, holding him against me.
"I- am you dick,"I started giggling, tensing up everywhere.
"Oh jesus christ,"Gerard turned his head slightly and smothered my lips with his.

Our tops and hair were soaked with sweat. Gerard's tasted weird. Salty sweet and- dusty. I glanced up and saw that he still had flour and cream and shit in his hair.
"You- taste like- jesus christ!"I shouted out, forgetting what I was going to say.
"I- taste like jesus christ?"Gerard panted, dragging his hands down my chest.
"I- fuck up. Shit. Ge-Gerard. I'm gonna- fuck. I'm gonna come."I moaned, getting louder and louder as Gerard pulled me closer and closer to the edge. Then he started jerking me off. Which just pushed me off the fucking cliff and sent me into complete free-fall blackout as I came.
"Oh jesus- fuck- oh man. Oh god Frank."Gerard's body spasmed as he came as well. He rode out our orgasms before collapsing on top of me.

We stayed there for a while, panting to catch our breath and trying to get over how fucking awesome that was. Gerard let out a choked laugh and rolled off of me and onto the couch next to me.
"We should tell Mikey we just did that on your couch. He'll never touch anything in your place."I giggled. Gerard laughed properly and let his head flop to look at me.
"I want to tell the whole world what we just did. Get them all jealous of how fucking awesome my boyfriend is."Gerard smiled. He leaned over and kissed me sloppily before standing up.

"Shower?"He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I nodded and somehow dragged myself off of the couch and into Gerard's bathroom. In two minutes we were leaning on each other with the hot water cascading over us. We werent talking or anything we were just with each other. It was really nice. Gerard was right. I had barely seen him over the past month. He had just finished his exams and I had been trying to prove to my boss that I as worthy of the promotion. Fucking sucked. But now, especially this moment, all I wanted was Gerard with no disturbances.