Papers were scattered throughout the table. A textbook was wide open, and Frank was feeling the stress pile up on him. It was the day after when Fitz and him made an agreement. Frank would study, and Fitz wouldn’t call him out. Frank wanted to learn, but something about math didn’t stick with him well. Frank groaned before resting his head on the library table. He could feel his brain aching, the failed attempt to learn.

Frank grabbed his papers, looking through the notes he took, but it was almost impossible for him to understand. He needed to get a C or better on his next test-but how would he? He can’t teach himself, not matter how many notes he’d taken. Frank groaned again before collecting his papers and putting them into his binder. He shut his book. Frank decided he’ll try again tomorrow when his head is cleared.

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Frank was greeted by Gerard at the door. Gerard reeled him in and kissed his cheek, “School felt like it’s been lasting forever.” He chuckled, grabbing onto Frank’s hand. He frowned a bit, “What’s wrong?”

Frank forced a smile, “Math.”

Gerard nodded in understandment, “I wish I could help you, but I wasn’t good at any math ethier.” He tucked in his lips before smiling, “C’mon, let’s just relax and get your mind off things-how about a movie?”

Mikey scoffed on the couch, “Gerard, you’re so dick whipped.”

Gerard rolled his eyes as he led Frank away, “Let’s not listen to what Mikey has to say.”

Mikey called after them, “Don’t let Gerard get into your pants too easily, kid!” He chuckled a bit before bringing his attention back to his laptop. He scrolled through his twitter before getting a notification. He clicked on it, seeing that Ray @ him. Mikey shifted in his seat, being caught by surprise by the sudden attention. He clicked on the tweet.

@mikeyoffical let’s hang soon :)
3:43 p.m

Mikey bit on his lower lip, feeling a little uncomfortable. He hovered his hands over his keyboard before replying.

@raytoroffical I’m down!
3:45 p.m

Mikey can see his tweet getting @ by so many fans, most commenting about Rikey, a ship that Mikey wanted to sail. Mikey blushed at the comments before slowly shutting his laptop. He picked up his phone and waited-it buzzed in his hands, a picture of Ray showed up on screen. Mikey hesitated to answer it, “Hello?”

“Hey! When are you down to hang out?” Ray’s voice seemed excited.

Mikey could feel his heart jump, “Anytime you’re free. But I work most days.”

“I can pick you up after work.”

“Uh, yeah-sure. How does 6 sound? Tomorrow?”

“Awesome, can’t wait. We could check out that movie with a bunch of gore and whatnot.”

Mikey laughed, “Alright, alright .. I guess I’ll see you then?”

“Be sure to text me where you work .. bye, Mikey.” Ray’s voice lowered softly with the last two words. It made Mikey lose his breath. He’s never heard that tone come from Ray before. It was rough but quiet. Mikey could feel his face burn, “Bye, Ray.”

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Gerard huddled close with Frank who was distant. Frank mumbled, “I don’t get it. Why am I so stupid?”

Gerard frowned, “What? Babe, don’t say that-”

“I should’ve paid attention more. I wish I was good at math, so I won’t have any insecurities.” Frank froze. He felt Gerard’s hand lay over his arm, where scars hid underneath the jacket. Gerard stroked his arm gently, “Even if you did do good in math, you’ll still have other insecurities .. baby, you have to know that you can’t be good at everything.”

Frank frowned, “I just .. I feel dumb. Everytime I look at the math test, or the board filed with problems-I don’t get any of it.” Frank’s eyes watered, “I’m so tired of school.”

Gerard bit his lower lip. He kissed Frank’s cheek, “I’m sorry you feel that way.”

Frank sighed, “I want to tell you something.” He sat up, taking off his jacket. Gerard didn’t pay attention to Frank’s scars until Frank said, “Look.” Gerard could feel his chest tighten, “Babe ..”

Frank cried softly, “School is making me do things.”

Gerard abruptly grabbed Frank, tightening his arms around him. Frank sobbed and cried into Gerard’s neck, “I just want to be okay-I’ve been clean but I don’t think I can anymore.”

Gerard hushed him softly, “Don’t say that.” Gerard faced Frank. He stared into his watery eyes, “Anytime you need to talk, I’m here for you.” He pressed his lips against Frank’s. Frank moaned a bit, and just like when he was angry, he wanted to distract himself from his feelings. Frank lured Gerard over his body and started to kiss Gerard’s neck, “Help me get distracted, Gee.” He wiped his eyes slowly, “Please make me feel good.”

Gerard wasn’t sure. He wanted to talk to Frank, but Frank seemed more interested in distracting his mind with sex. Gerard nodded slowly, “Okay, babe but .. we have to talk about this more, okay?”

Frank broke eye contact and gave no reply. Frank reached his arms out and wrapped them around Gerard’s neck before reeling him in. The two collided bodies, their arms cradled each other, their crotches rubbed against each other. Gerard reached down and groped Frank’s cock from the outside of his jeans. Frank let out a loud moan, “Fuck.” As the two got more acquainted, Mikey could hear the noise. He grabbed the nearest pillow and shoved it over his mouth. His words muffled, “Just kill me, ohmygod.” He then threw the pillow and shouted, “I’d rather not hear you two, thanks!”

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Frank had trouble walking up the steps to his apartment. He thought back to when Gerard slammed his cock in him, making him grin to himself. Frank chuckled as he opened the apartment door-Josh and his mom were waiting by it. The two glanced at each other before looking at Frank who raised a brow.

His mom said, “We don’t mind you going out because you usually come before dark-but we don’t know where you’ve been .. so, the question is, where the hell have you been going after school?”

Frank forced a smile and the first thing that popped into his head was, “My tutor.”

His mom relaxed her frown, “Oh, well-okay then.”

Frank didn’t know why he said that. He felt his face burn as he walked past the couple, heading up the stairs.

His mom called after him, “We want to meet whoever is teaching you-so we can know your progress.”

Frank swallowed, “Uh, yeah-okay.”

And so now Frank needs to get a tutor.

Notes

Next chapter is more Rikey xo