Wipe Away Those Tears of Blood

Frank's POV

I glanced nervously at Gerard, who was gazing open-mouthed at the field. I guess it was an awesome site. I drove here a little earlier, when Gerard was reevaluating his life choices in his room. I got fucking fairy lights and blankets and shit, just to make this more that just a field. I guess it worked, judging by Gee's open mouth. I siezed the opertunity and grabbed Gereard's waist, connecting my lips to his. He smiled into the kiss. He loves me. He really does. Nobody smiles a real smile into your kiss unless they love you. He cares for me. And I care for him. Too much. I'd honestly die without him...

"Frankie, this is beautiful. Thank you so much but...uh...you didn't need to! I mean, I really appreciate it but I love you without all these fucking fancy dates," Gee said to me, gazing deep into my eyes.

"I know you do. I know I didn't need to but I wanted to," I said. So. Fucking. Cliché. Oh well. Look at all the fucks I give!

"It's beautiful. Let's lay down!" Gerard said. We layed down on the soft blankets and looked up at the stars. I closed my eyes and felt Gerard's eyes on me. I smiled. It's cute how he always manages to find comfort in my face. I like it. I opened my eyes again to see the diamonds on a dark blue canvas which is the sky. Absoloutly stunning.

"It's nice, isn't it?" I looked hopefully at Gee.

"It's better than nice. Frankie, I love it. I love you." Gerard declared. I smiled up at him and looked at my watch.

"Gee I love you too but we gotta go!" I said.

"Home?" He mumbled in a dissapointed tone.

"Nope. Not yet. You didn't really think that I'd drag you out here to lay down for half an hour. The night is young! Come on!" I pulled Gee up and led him to the car.

"Close your eyes darlin'. And don't open them 'til I say so!" I told him. I got in the car and began to drive to the next destination.

Notes

Guys...there's no other way to put it...i need to stop being such a lazy asshole. Im so sorry. Remember the days when i updated every 3 days? Yeah, those days are long past. Now you're stuck with shitty chapters and a story that gets updated when the author decides to do something productive with her life. Ie. write gay frerard fanfics.
Sorry. But you could comment and vote to make me more motivated? Please?