I adjusted my tie and fiddled with the flowers nervously. When I'd asked Frank what he wanted for his birthday, he'd looked into my eyes and told me he had everything he wanted. I'd called him a liar, and we had kissed.

So instead of extravagant gifts, I'd planned us the perfect evening.
I would be finished with my college program soon and I'd get a promotion at work, so I was happy to splurge on Frank. I truly felt that he deserved everything in the world.

I got out of the cab, shaking slightly as I walked into the shop. Angelo looked up from his work when the bell rang and grinned at me.
“He's in the back. Go get ‘em.”
I jogged to the back room and tapped on the door before pushing it open. Frank was curled up on one of the spare chairs, sleeping quietly. He looked a little pale. I leaned over and kissed him gently, rubbing his side. “Frankie...wake up, baby,” I murmured, stroking his hair slowly. “I love you, birthday boy..”
He finally stirred and opened his eyes, a soft groan escaping his lips. “Gee?”
He blinked up at me, then grinned. “Oh my god. It's my birthday today..”
I chuckled and crouched down, taking Frank’s hand gently. “Yep. And I'm gonna take you out. I have the perfect evening planned for us. I brought you some clothes..”
I set the bag down on the floor and helped him change into the smart suit. “Very handsome,” I purred, kissing him again. “Cutie..come on, follow me..”
I held his hand and led Frank out to the car. He got in next to me and giggled, hugging me tightly. “You're the absolute best, y’know.”
I purred and kissed his nose. “Only the best for my beautiful baby..”
Frank smiled to himself and hugged my arm, nuzzling my shoulder happily.

---

When the car pulled up outside the restaurant, I paid the driver and took Frank inside, asking for our table. I could feel people staring at us as I led Frank over to the table by the window, holding his hand tightly. We weren't just gay men. Frank was a pregnant, gay, transgender man. In a very posh restaurant. As soon as we sat down and the waiter left, I grabbed Frank's hand, running my thumb over his knuckles. “We’re here for you,” I said softly, noticing his nervous glances around the room. “Not them.”
Frank seemed to relax, smiling at me brightly. I leaned over the table and kissed him, caressing his cheek. “What're you gonna have?” I asked as I sat back down. He giggled.
“Maybe I'd know if you stopped kissing me long enough to give me a chance to look.”
I rolled my eyes and squeezed his hand. “Mhm. Are you hungry? Are we going three or two course?”
Frank tapped the menu. “Two, I think. I'm not really used to this fancy food,” he mumbled, blushing. I chuckled and kissed his fingers.
“Don't worry about it, hon, neither am I.”
Frank pinched his bottom lip and sighed. “I'm just gonna get the salad, it sounds nice.”
“Are you sure?” I asked gently, squeezing his hand. “You could have the rice and vegetable thing..”
He giggled and nodded. “No, I'll pass. I fancy a nice salad..”
I smiled and ran a finger down the menu. “I might get the salad but with chicken..”
Frank grinned. “Copy cat.”
I stuck my tongue out and tapped the side of his wine glass with a fingernail. “You can officially drink now.”
He shrugged. “But I can't, so I don't care..”
I smiled and looked up as the waiter walked back. I ordered for both of us and frowned as Frank shifted. “You okay?”
The waiter walked off and Frank nodded. “Mhm. I gotta pee..”
I pointed towards the back. “I think it's down there, love. You want me to come?”
He waved a hand dismissively. “I'll be alright.”

---

I sat quietly for ten minutes, my hands folded in my lap. After that, I started to fidget a bit.
Frank hurried back to the table at about the twelve minute mark and I relaxed. His cheeks were a bit flushed, and he avoided my eye. I reached over and squeezed his hand gently.
“What's wrong, beautiful?”
He shrugged and rubbed his arm, half hugging himself. “I used the urinal and some guys came in and kinda cornered me. They didn't touch me, just asked questions. I didn't really like it..”
Frank's eyes weren't directed at me, but at the floor. I got up. “Who? Show me, Frankie..”
He shook his head and pulled me back down gently. “No, let's have a nice dinner and go home..”
I sighed and leaned over, kissing his forehead. “I won't be at all offended if you wanna go..”
He looked up at me, and his expression said it all. I stood up again and helped him out of his seat, leading him over to the nearest waiter. “We were sat over there and my husband was insulted in the restroom. We’d like to leave, we haven't had any drinks or anything, we were just waiting for our food.”
The waiter apologized and tried to get us to stay, but I waved him away and took Frank outside to wait for the taxi. He leaned into my side, shivering slightly. “I'm sorry for ruining your-”
I cut him off with a quick kiss. “You didn't ruin anything, lovey. And I have plenty more in store for you, don't worry. I'll order pizza on our way home and we can have a nice dinner in our pajamas while we open presents. Sound good?”
Frank sniffled and nodded, hugging me tightly.

---

I set the plate down next to him and he looked up at me. “This is too much, Gee. Look at all this stuff!”
I smiled and leaned over, kissing Frank’s cheek. “You deserve this and your twenty first only happens once..besides, I think you'll find some of that stuff is for both of us..”
He blinked and I pointed. “Open the blue ones first, the red ones are for after dinner.”
I'd gotten him a few things, like an extra special tattoo gun he'd wanted, some drawing supplies, and a few other bits and pieces. By the time he'd opened them all, we'd both finished our dinner.
Frank reached past me and picked up the first red present, a long, flat box. He unwrapped it slowly and lifted the lid, staring at it.
“Holy shit.”
I blushed and touched the lacy items lightly. “They're my size, sweetie, but if you'd rather-”
“No freaking way, Gerard. This will be perfect on you.”
I giggled and leaned my head on his shoulder. “Good. I'm glad you like it. Next one?”
Frank looked up at me and grinned. “Are they all sexy?”
“Of course..” I tucked a lock of hair behind his ear. “We don't really have much in the way of sexy stuff, so I thought we’d stock up.”
He chuckled and opened the next one. “Wow..”
I rubbed his back. “It's a whole set. They're like the packer you have, but just dildos...I think they're for lesbians, but it doesn't really matter.”
Frank smiled, running his finger along the dildos of varying sizes. “I can't wait to try it out..”
I handed him the next one, a collection of scented oils. “I thought we could have some more romantic slash sexy baths. You seem to really like that..”
Frank nodded and kissed me happily. “There's one more?”
It was the biggest one. I bit my lip softly. “This is one that I'm not a hundred percent sure you'll like, so I kept the receipt.”
He blinked at me. “What is it?”
I rolled my eyes. “Unwrap it, dummy.”
Frank slapped my chest gently. “Okay, okay,” he mumbled, tearing the wrapping off slowly.
I bit the inside of my cheek as he opened the box.
“It's a kinky starter kit. There's a cock ring, a vibrator, a whip, and a couple other things. I think maybe even a sounding rod. I thought we could have a play...and if we don't like it...we don't have to do it, y’know? Just to change it up..”
I trailed off and Frank jumped on me, kissing me deeply and hugging me tightly. I was shocked to feel his tears on my neck. “Jesus. Have I done something wrong?”
Frank shook his head quickly and pulled away from me slightly, drying his face. “I'm just...I'm so glad we can trust one another enough for this,” he smiled, tapping the box. “It takes a lot...I love you...you're the best..”

---

After cake, I handed Frank a pair of swimming trunks. “We’re going night swimming,” I announced happily. “It's gonna be lots of fun.”
He giggled. “It's October, Gee.”
I kissed his forehead. “It's also a heated pool. Come on. I've already got my stuff on.”
I helped him with a sweatshirt and led him out to the car.

I walked Frank into the small-ish building, kissing him softly in the lobby. “So I rented this place, it's a small pool, but they have pretty lighting and they do it for couples a lot..”
Frank nodded, smiling at me as I walked him into the main pool area. There were comfy cushions on all the long chairs, and tons of blankets and towels. I pointed to the hot tub. “And we have that,” I said proudly.
Frank looked up at me and grinned. “You are amazing..”
I slipped his sweatshirt off. “I know..”
He giggled and slapped my chest, unzipping my hoodie. “Holy shit, Gerard, is that a lacy mankini?”
I went bright red and shrugged. “I wanted today to be about you. I want to look nice for you, I want you to enjoy me. I don't have very much, I don't have a lot of money, or the best house. But I have me, and you have all of me. I'd do anything for you.”
He flung his arms around my neck and clung to me, whispering ‘thank you’ over and over.

I threw my head back, gripping onto the edge of the hot tub and screaming happily. Frank kissed me desperately, laughing against my lips as I whined and moaned. “God, I love this..” He growled, grabbing one of my nipples and giving it a good tug. I cried out and my whole body shuddered. Frank pulled out of me and hugged me as I slid down, gasping for breath.
“Gee?”
“Y-yeah?” I managed, panting.
“I've never wanted a dick..” He mused softly. “I've always been kind of apprehensive about bottom surgery. It seems like such a big step for me. But now, with you...I don't know. I kind of want the surgery..”
I sat up and stroked his chest. “I like you the way you are, and I know I don't have any problems either way. All I want is to support you in your decision. I'm not going to sway you, tell you what to do. I want it to be your decision, and when the time comes, I'll hold your hand.”
Frank burst into tears and I held him close, stroking his hair and rubbing his back.

---

Frank glanced at the box of new toys. “I'm too tired right now..”
I chuckled and flopped on the bed. “I'm honestly so glad you said that, you have no idea.”
He smiled and climbed into bed next to me, kissing my nose softly. I stroked his cheek slowly.
“Frankie, baby?”
“Mhm?”
I sighed and tangled my fingers in the back of his hair. “Y'know how I'm so scared of needles? And I always said I was too scared to get a tattoo? Well...I wanna get one for you.”
Frank sat up a bit and looked at me. “What do you mean?”
I smiled and played with his fingers. “I want you to tattoo me, Frankie. I have a couple ideas, but ultimately, I want it to be your design..”
He tapped my nose. “What ideas do you have?”
I blushed. “I dunno if this is offensive or supportive, but I was thinking maybe you could tattoo your scars on me? From your top surgery? Or just on one side...I dunno..”
Frank grinned and kissed me softly. “That would be perfect. How about we do it on one side and it sort of comes out into a flower at the end, in the middle of your chest?”
I kissed back happily. “A rose. For our love..”
He nuzzled my jaw. “I really love you, Gerard. You're so romantic..”
I rubbed his back slowly and frowned when he whimpered. “Agh...backache..”
I sat up slightly and kissed the top of his head. “You wanna take a bath? I'll give you a massage.”

---

Frank’s head was still tucked in the crook of my neck, one of my legs between his to support his back. He was half awake, shifting every so often. I ran my hand around his belly lazily. “She's getting so big..”
Frank chuckled sleepily. “I hope it's not twins..”
I kissed his cheek, knowing he was joking. “Me too. One is enough, for now..”
He grabbed at my fingers gently, playing with them. “Did you mean everything you said last night?”
“Yep. I'll support you if you want surgery, I want to get a tattoo for you, and I really love you.”
Frank smiled and rolled over, kissing me. “You sure?”
“Absolutely.”
He gave a soft purr and snuggled up to my chest happily. “I could stay here all day..”
“Well, we can,” I smiled, stroking his hair. “I've got the day off, and so have you.”
Frank purred again and buried himself in me, muffling the sound. I grinned to myself and hugged him tightly.

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