My -High School- Romance

Knock knock knock.
Frank opened the door, looking pretty dishevelled, Gerard stood smiling behind him. "Hey Ray," he said, cheerfully.
"Hi dude," Ray said. "I got some beers." He held out a brown paper bag, and Frank took it inside.
"Thanks," he said, "I'll put them in the fridge."
Later more people Gerard recognised from school arrived; Pete, who was some emo guy from school and was joint at the hip with that Patrick dude, Bob- who was kind of a dick, and of course Mikey.
Frank and Gerard shared a beer, but the other three acted like fucking arseholes by the time they had all had two or three beers each.
"Hey! Who wants to play truth or dare?" Bob squealed.
All the boys sighed. "Alright, fine," a couple of them chorused. To be honest, nobody wanted to exploit themself for the amusement of the rest of the group but hey, why not?
Frank sighed. "Fine, I'll go first. Truth me."
"Okay," Bob giggled like a drunk idiot. "Who do you think the hottest chick in school is?"
Gerard frowned at Frank and shook his head. Please don't say anything, he thought.
"Well..." Frank thought, calculating his move. "I've gotta say Jamia?"
Mikey burst into fits of laughter on the floor. "Ahaha Frank, isn't there someone else for you?" He moved his eyes towards Gerard. "I mean, she's pretty girly for you, isn't she?"
Gerard kicked Mikey hard in the leg.
"Ooow, Fuck!" Mikey whined, clutching at his calf.
Frank muttered curses under his breath, folding his arms. "Whatever."
'I'm sorry', Gerard mouthed, staring a Frank, who mouthed 'it's okay' back.
*****
Hours later, the guys started to leave: First Pete, who was apparently too emo and cool for everyone else. Then Bob, who practically had to be thrown out of the house.
"Well that party was... Interesting," Gerard sighed, closing the door after Mikey finally left.
Frank picked up Gerard in his arms again and twirled him around before playfully throwing him onto the sofa, smothering him in kisses from the neck up. Gerard let him of course, his hands around the back of Frank's neck.
"Hey, Frank?" Gerard asked, looking into Frank's eyes.
Frank stopped for a second, drawing back a centimeter away. "Yeah?"
Gerard paused, unsure of what to say. "You-" he started. "You're, um... really nice."
Frank knodded, his arms either side of Gerard's head. "You're nice too."
Gerard pulled him down onto him, so that he could feel his heartbeat through his own chest. It was fast, reminding him of a heavy bass, his kisses the melody and each hug being a chord in their own love song.
"You're so... Perfect," Frank whispered in Gerard's ear. "You're amazing, and I fucking love you." Frank nuzzled his neck a little, smiling. He lifted his tee up over his head and lay on Gee's chest, moving his finger round in a small circle on his chest.
Gerard took off his own tee. He tried to keep his body mostly hidden; so aware of his own imperfections on his stomach that made him insecure. He started to turn away from Frank's embraces, embarassed.
Frank noticed and off of him, frowning. "I'm sorry... Are you okay?"
Gerard sighed. "I'm- I just-"
Frank turned and smiled. "Hey, don't worry about it." He swooped Gerard up in his arms once again and cradled him in his arms. He was very short, but he managed it. He kissed Gerard's nose and watched his cheeks redden.
"How can you hate yourself so much?" Frank sighed. "You are the most wonderful, talented, beautiful guy I have ever met." He kissed Gerard again on the brow. "I love you, Gerard.
Gerard exhaled loudly. "If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see, you'd know first-hand what it's like to be me."
Frank looked down at him, kissing him again. "I love you, Gerard. I know I can't make you love yourself, so I need you to just believe me: You are the best guy I've ever met."
Gerard sighed. There was no point argueing. "Okay."
Frank raised an eyebrow. "Wait, what?"
"I said, 'okay'." Gerard smiled, showing his teeth. "It doesn't matter. As long as you can manage to like me I'm fine."
Frank laughed gently and carried Gerard up the stairs once again into his bedroom. He lay Gerard down on the bed, his mouth running down his neck.
Gerard smiled, tilting his head upwards and letting Frank unbuckle his belt, sliding his hands down his body.

Notes

Was too afraid to write proper proper smut but yeah... I hope I have satisfied your needs for Frerard aha. It's poorly written (sorry not sorry) but yeah *shrugs* I don't care what you think as long as it's about me