Where's your heart?

I stare blankly for a few seconds before I remember how to move and I smile wide as I say "Hey, how are you?" Franks smile widens even further as he says "Can't complain" before turning to Nicole and saying "Nic seriously I need your help, I'm on in fifteen minutes." "And what makes you think I can help you? Just because I have a vagina makes you think I can sew?" Nicole replies and Frank chuckles to himself, shaking his head before saying "Well yeah, are you telling me you can't?" "Frank I swear..." Nicole threatens, her eyes narrowing and I glance back over at Frank, just now noticing he's holding his pants up, the fly undone. "Come on, it's sewing on a button, how hard could it be?" Frank whines, shifting his weight impatiently. "Frank I...." Nicole starts as I open my mouth and say "I could help, if you need." Both of their attention turns on me and Nicole smirks to herself as Frank reaches out one hand and grabs my wrist, tugging me off my stool as he says "Yes please, you're my saviour." I round the end of the bar, following Frank through the door at the back as he tugs me along, his grip on my wrist feeling like it's burning my skin but in the best way. Once we make it into the back room Frank guides me over to a table with pieces of fabric and various sewing equipment and gestures toward it, saying "Whatever you need should be here." I nod, Franks grip dropping from my wrist and I reach out and select a needle from the container they're in, glancing around for some black thread and once I find it I turn to Frank and say "So if you just wanna go to the bathroom or something and you can take them off and I'll...." "I don't have time to undress and redress, can't you just..." Frank trails off as he grabs my wrist and drags me over to a couch on one side of the room. "Uh..." I stutter out, Franks hand landing on my shoulder and pushing down, forcing me to sit and suddenly I'm eye level with Franks crotch, gold sparkly briefs visible through the opening of his pants. "Ok so..." I manage to get out, Frank handing me a button and I reach out and grab the front of his pants, folding the fabric back a little so I have access to where the button belongs. Once I see where it needs to go I let go and grab the needle and thread, threading it through before grabbing the button, placing it where it needs to go and as I start to stitch it back on Frank steps closer, trying to make it easier but it causes his very warm lower stomach to brush against the back of my fingers, his skin smooth and silky to the touch and I jerk back a little, a shock running through me and Frank sighs softly before saying "Sorry." I bite my bottom lip as I continue what I'm doing, getting the button stitched into place and once I'm done Frank steps back, zipping his pants up and fastening the button, humming in approval before he smiles wide and says "Thank you so much." "You're welcome" I tell him, my cheeks feeling hot and I hope they're not bright red.

After I put the needle and thread back I follow Frank back out into the front of the bar, my stool still empty so I sit back down, Frank coming to sit beside me and when Nicole finishes serving her customers she comes over and Frank says "Whatever my hero wants, it's on me" making Nicole giggle and my face must be bright red. "You don't need to...." "No seriously, the pants and the twenty dollar pizza tip the other day, I owe you. I'm Frank by the way, I don't think we really introduced ourselves." I chuckle before I smile wide and say "Gerard." "I like it, it suits you" he tells me and I feel my smile widen, my cheeks aching with the action. I'm about to open my mouth to speak again when the music stops, Frank glancing over his shoulder before turning back to me and saying "I'll be back, order whatever you want." Before I can protest again Frank is out of his seat, disappearing through the door behind the bar again and I hear the DJ announcing his name, a generic dance track playing and after another few seconds Frank appears on stage, his chest glistening in the stage lights, making him look way more muscular than he is. I stare, mesmerised as Frank struts his way to the front of the stage and just as he grabs the pole Nicole comes over and asks what id like to drink. I order another beer and once it's in my hand I go to turn back around but Nicole rests her hand over my arm, stopping my movement. "So, you like Frank?" She asks, my face heating up again as I say "Uh, I don't...." "He's a good guy, despite what he might do for money and he doesn't need another guy jerking him around." I swallow hard, nodding and Nicole's face softens, her smile returning before she turns and walks to the other end of the bar where there are people waiting to be served. I turn back around just in time to see Frank dropping his pants, his gold underwear sparkling in the stage lights and my stomach twists, my whole body feeling over heated and I turn back around, my head spinning as I get Nicole's attention and I say "Can you please tell Frank I'm sorry but I have to go," pushing myself up and stumbling my way across the club, in desperate need of fresh air suddenly.

Once I'm outside I stop and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down but I feel jittery and confused, my head spinning and I start walking as I pull my phone from my pocket, dialling Mikey's number and after a few rings he answers. "Hey Gee, what's up?" "I need to talk, where are you?" "We just got home, you wanna come over?" "Yeah I'm getting a cab, be there soon." After we hang up I hail a passing cab, giving the driver Mikey's address and when we pull up a few minutes later Mikey is standing on the front porch waiting for me. I make my way up onto the porch, Mikey taking in my appearance as he steps closer to give me a hug, inhaling as he does and when he steps back he smiles and says "You smell like a bar." "Yeah I....can we talk inside?" "Sure, come on I'll make some coffee." After Mikey makes the coffee we sit in the living room, Mikey asking what's wrong and just as I open my mouth Pete walks into the room. "I..." I start, cutting myself off as I glance over at him. "Oh, am I interrupting?" Pete asks, his forehead creased in concern and I shake my head as I say "No, maybe you can help." "What is it Gee?" Mikey asks as Pete takes a seat beside him. "How did you guys know you were gay?" I ask, biting my bottom lip as they exchange a look, communicating without words and when they turn their gaze back on me Mikey says "Well, I've always known. Ever since I was young girls just never appealed to me." I nod, turning my attention to Pete and he smiles reassuringly at me as he says "Well I'd only ever been with girls until I was sixteen and for some reason it never felt right. I'd always noticed things about guys that I found attractive and I just decided to see what it would be like if I explored that more and it just made sense. Like all the things that never felt right with girls suddenly felt right and I've never gone back." I nod slowly, taking in the information and comparing it to my own experiences and I'm broken from my thoughts by Mikey saying "Whatever it is, whoever it is, it's ok to be unsure Gee." I look back up, locking eyes with Mikey and he smiles warmly as he says "Who is he?" "His name is Frank. I can't stop thinking about him but I'm not really sure how that makes me feel."

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