Frank took Gerards hand, lacing their fingers together and lightly squeezing.

"She'll like you, I know it." He mumbled, pressing a short kiss on Gerard's lips. It was obvious that he was nervous and Frank wanted to help any way he could. Gerard sighed, kissing back and leaning into Franks side. A soft nock came from outside the front door and Frank went to answer it, Gerard staying behind in the living room. He could hear them talking, and after a few minutes they wandered into the living room, big smiles on both their faces. A pang of Jealousy shot through Gerard when he took in Jamia and how close she was standing to Frank. His Frank.

"Jams, this is Gerard." Frank introduced, motioning towards his boyfriend that was standing quite awkwardly in the middle of the living room. She smiled, reaching a hand out to Gerard. "It's great to meet you!" She said happily, shaking his hand softly before dropping her hands at her sides. Gerard put on the best smile he could, mustering up the will to speak.

"It's.. It's good to meet you too." He said, smiling a bit for good effect. Frank walked over to Gerard, hesitantly taking his hand and lacing their fingers like they had been before Jamia got there. Jamias eyebrows rose a bit and she looked at Frank confused.

"Are.. Are you two together?" She asked, voice laced with confusion and something neither boy could place. Frank took in a deep breath, smiling at Gerard when he lightly squeezed his hand.

"Yeah, Jams. We are." He said, leaning on Gerard for support. He was scared. What if she hated him now? He didn't remember her to be homophobic in any way, but what if she was? What if Gerard's fears were right and she wanted him back, more than a friend. Frank yelped, his thoughts being interrupted when his arm was punched.

"You never told me you were bi! Asshole." Jamia rolled her eyes, breaking out into a smile when she saw Frank and Gerards horrified faces.

Frank flopped back onto his bed, running his hands through his hair.

"You okay, babe?" Gerard asked, crawling onto the bed and laying next to Frank. Frank hummed in response, curling into Gerard's side and tossing an arm over his stomach. Gerard laughed, pressing a kiss on the top of Franks head.

"I had a good time today, Frankie. She wasn't how I expected her to be." Gerard mumbled, resting his head back against a pillow. Frank looked up, a huge smile on his face. It was clear that after today him and Jamia could be friends again, and now he knew Gerard was okay with it. He leaned up, capturing Gerards lips in a hard kiss. Startled, Gerard grunted, pulling Frank on top of him. Frank giggled against Gerard's lips, lacing his hands in his boyfriends fiery hair. Gerards hands trailed down Franks sides and to his ass, squeezing roughly. Frank moaned softly, leaning down and nuzzling his head into the crook of Gerards neck. Gerard smirked, pulling Franks hips down onto his own. Frank grinded down onto Gerards crotch, both of them moaning at the friction it caused.

"Shit Frankie." Gerard moaned, hips bucking up into Franks. Frank whimpered, rolling his hips a bit while grinding down onto Gerard. Gerard's hands went under Franks T-shirt and landed on his hips, nails slightly digging into the skin there.

"Boys! Dinner's ready!" Linda yelled from upstairs, unaware of what they were doing, thanks to Franks soundproofed bedroom. Frank groaned, getting off Gerard's lap and pouting a bit. Gerard giggled, sitting up and smiling at his boyfriend.

"Don't worry Frankie.." He started, getting closer to Frank and whispering in his ear,

"We can do this whenever you want." He finished, placing a soft, teasing kiss on Franks neck before pulling away with a small smirk on his face. Frank just scowled, taking Gerards hand and pulling him upstairs.

"Thanks for dinner, Mrs.Iero." Gerard said, smiling at Linda. She laughed a bit, smiling at Gerard warmly.

"It's no problem, and you can call me Linda." She said happily. She was starting to like Gerard more and more, she knew he was good for Frank. Gerard nodded, smiling at her one more time before he was dragged away by Frank.

"Do you really have to leave?" Frank asked, looking up at Gerard with a pout on his face. Gerard chuckled, leaning down and pressing his lips onto Franks. Once he pulled away he nodded,

"Sadly I do, ma' wants me home tonight." Frank sighed, wrapping his arms around Gerard. Gerard hugged back, lightly kissing the top of Franks head.

"I'll call you later, okay?" He said after pulling away from the hug, walking towards the front door. Frank smiled, nodding his head a bit.

"Okay, Gee. Talk to you later."

It was late now, 11pm, and Gerard hadn't called yet. Frank was tired, he didn't think he'd be able to stay awake much longer, and honestly, at that point he didn't think Gerard was going to call at all. He wasn't mad about it, he figured Gee had just forgotten. But there was another part that wondered if Gerard was hurt. Frank rolled his eyes at his thoughts. Nothing bad could have happened in the minute it took for Gerard to walk home. And he seriously doubted anything bad would happen to him while he was at home, with his mother, father, and Mikey being there. So Frank gave up waiting, letting himself fall asleep.

Gerard brought the bottle up to his lips, hesitating, and then tilting it upwards, letting the liquid run down his throat. The familiar burning calmed him down, and he took another drink, and another, and another. He drank until the bottle was empty, tossing it under his bed so no one would see in the morning. By this point his vision was blurred around the edges, he couldn't stand properly, and the quiet mumblings he said to himself were so slurred even he didn't understand them. But he was happy, so happy, and that's all that mattered, right?

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