Frank hadn't heard from Gerard in two days, which is why he was standing in front of his boyfriends front door at 4pm on a Monday. Nerves were eating him alive, the only thoughts running through his head were that something terrible had happened. He hesitantly knocked on the front door, hoping someone would be home. Gerard's car was indeed the only one in the driveway, so he desperately hoped it'd be him who opened the door.

"H-Hi Frankie." A soft voice spoke, and Franks head shot up, meeting Gerards red and puffy eyes.

"Gee, what's wrong?" Frank asked immediately, worry clear in his voice. Gerard sighed, letting Frank inside and leading him upstairs. Once in his bedroom Gerard sat on his bed, pulling his knees up to his chest and resting his forehead on them. Frank watched sadly as Gerard's shoulders started to shake, quiet sobs starting to leave his lips. He sat down next to Gerard, pulling him into his lap. Gerard let him, wrapping his arms around Franks neck and resting his head on his shoulder. After a few minutes Gerards sobs died down, quiet sniffles the only thing being heard in the room.

"Gee?" Frank said softly, his hands winding protectively around Gerards waist.

"Hmm?" Gerard hummed, squeezing his eyes closed to try and stop the remaining tears.

"What.. What happened? I haven't heard from you in two days. I've been worried." Frank asked, rubbing slow cirlces on Gerard's back. He didn't want to upset Gerard more, but he had to know what happened. Gerard took in a few deep, shaky breaths, his arms tightening a bit around Franks neck.

"M-My grandma, Elena, she died. S-She's dead, Frankie." He said, tears slowly starting to roll down his cheeks again. Franks heart clenched and he hugged Gerard tighter.

"I'm so sorry, baby." He said quietly, letting Gerard get it all out.

"Gerar- oh." Mikey said, stoping short when he saw Frank sitting on Gerards bed. Gerard was sound asleep, his head resting in Franks lap. Franks hands had been running through Gerard's hair, but they stopped when Mikey opened the door.

"Hey, Mikes." Frank said quietly, not quite meeting his eyes. Mikey nodded, a sigh leaving his lips as he took in the state Gerard was in. His cheeks were tear stained and even though they were closed his eyes were puffy. He was even paler than normal, and the Vodka bottle sticking out from under his bed didn't go unnoticed. He ran a hand through his hair, leaning against the doorframe. He had to tell Frank something, something he knew Gerard wouldn't want him to know.

"Frank.. There's something you need to know. Gerard... Hes..Hes got a drinking problem. And it's not a light one. He dated this guy awhile ago and he.. he really fucked him up. Just, please look out for him? He won't listen to me anymore." Franks face paled and he looked down at Gerard, his boyfriend, and squeezed his eyes shut for a few seconds.

"Yeah, I'll look out for him. Always."

Gerard groaned, blinking his sore eyes a few times to get used to the light. He jumped slightly when he felt something running through his hair, but then he remembered Frank being there and calmed down.

"Hey, Gee." Frank mumbled, a small smile on his face. Gerard sat up, looking at Frank with a sheepish smile.

"Hey, Frankie." He said softly, pecking Franks lips.

"Mikey's home. He uh.. He told me something.." Frank said nervously, biting on his lip ring. He knew there was a chance Gerard would get upset that he knew, but if he was going to help he needed to understand. Gerard's face instantly paled and he moved away from Frank a bit.

"W-What'd he tell you?" He asked, looking anywhere but Franks eyes. If he knew about the drinking, about Bert, Frank would for sure hate him, right? Gerard could feel his heart beat quickening, his already red and puffy eyes threatening to fill with tears again. If he lost Frank now too he didn't know what he'd do.
"He didn't go into details, probably wanted to leave that to you. But he told me about the drinking, and that it's because of an ex? I-I just want you to be okay, Gerard. Please, tell me what's going on." Frank pleaded, taking Gerards hands and locking their fingers together. Gerard sighed, squeezing Franks hand. "Y-Your not gonna l-leave me, are you?" Gerard asked, nervously biting at his lower lip. Franks eyes widened and he pulled Gerard closer, connecting their lips. Gerard let out a quiet grunt, crawling into Franks lap. Frank smiled into the kiss, nipping at Gerards lips lightly. After a few more seconds Frank pulled away, resting his forehead against Gerards.
"I'd never leave you, Gee. I'll be here, always."

A few hours had passed, making it 8pm and time for Frank to go home. They had decided on spending the weekend together, that Gerard would tell him everything then. Elena's funeral was Wednesday, which meant Gerard and his family would be gone for a few days. They were leaving Tuesday and coming back Friday, the funeral being held a few towns over. Frank was wary about not seeing Gerard until Friday, but he'd promised to call everyday. "I'll talk to you tomorrow night, alright?" Gerard mumbled, wrapping his arms around Franks waist. Frank nodded, wrapping his arms around Gerards neck. Gerard smiled down at Frank, leaning down and pressing their lips together. Frank kissed back, his fingers tugging on Gerards messy hair. Gerard let out a breathy moan, biting Franks bottom lip. This caused a moan to escape Frank, Gerard smirking against his lips. Frank pulled away, breathless, and moved down to Gerard's neck, leaving a bunch of little purple bruises on the pale skin. Gerard whimpered, pulling away from Frank and biting on his already swollen lip. Frank giggled, pecking his lips one more time before taking a step back.

"I'll see you Friday, babe." He said, waving a bit and walking home.

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