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It was rare that their schedules all lined up for them to actually be able to eat together, but this was one of those special occasions, Mikey, Gerard, Ray, and Frank all sitting at the table in the kitchen. Frank took a sip of his beer and leaned back in his chair. He almost choked when Mikey asked, “Wait, so who had someone over last night?”

Gerard looked at him confused, taking a bite of whatever he had thrown together for dinner for himself. “Last night?”

“Yeah, somebody got laid last night for sure, it was way too loud.” Mikey said, laughing and taking a sip of his beer.

“That’s crazy, I didn’t hear anything.” Frank said, taking another sip and trying his best to maintain normal eye contact with Mikey.

Gerard hadn’t said anything, but when he looked up he saw Ray staring at him. He held eye contact with him for a couple seconds before he looked away and back at him again, and then away again. He waited a few seconds, then looked at him again and saw that he was still staring, Frank trying to avoid Mikey’s inquiries to his left. Ray looked between Frank and Gerard and gave him a look that could only say ‘come on.’ Fear kind of washed over Gerard’s face and it made Ray laugh, Mikey and Frank turning their attention to them now.

“What?” Mikey asked, seeing the look on his brother’s face and Ray laughing.

Ray gave Gerard another look, Frank getting the same expression on his face as Gerard, which made Mikey start to get suspicious.

Gerard was kind of looking at him like a deer in headlights, Ray eventually laughing and saying, “Okay, so what is it that’s going on between you two?”

Neither of them knew what to say, Frank eventually letting out the most unconvincing, “…what?” with his voice going up at the end.

“You- come on.” Ray said. “You’ve been acting weird for like, weeks.” He nodded, “And I think I know what it is.”

Frank shook his head, wrapping both his hands around his beer bottle. “No, you don’t- you don’t know what it is.” Again, extremely unconvincing.

Ray nodded again and laughed, “I do know what it is.”

“What?” Mikey asked, extremely confused.

Ray looked between Frank and Gerard, waiting for one of them to say something. When they were both silent, he said, “They’re fu-“

“Okay, okay, okay, okay,” Gerard said quickly, raising his hand to stop Ray.

Mikey looked surprised, and asked, “You’re what?”

“We’re together.” Frank said quickly, kind of grimacing and looking between Mikey and Ray.

“Together? Like, dating together? Dating each other?”

Ray tried to hold in his laughter, but the look on Mikey’s face like he suddenly couldn’t comprehend the idea of a gay person was too good.

“Yeah, like, in a relationship.” Frank said, laughing kind of awkwardly.

“What? How long- why didn’t you tell me?” Mikey asked, looking at Gerard, then looking at Ray, “Did you know?”

Ray shook his head, “No, I didn’t, I just assumed-…something else.”

“It’s been like, a week, I think.” Gerard said, “I don’t know, I’m sorry, it just felt kind of awkward to bring up and it never felt like the right time and…I don’t know.” He gestured with his hand. 

“But, well, I guess you guys know now.” Frank laughed softly. “Is that…cool with you guys?”

“Yeah, yes, it’s fine.” Ray said, also laughing.

Mikey didn’t say anything for a second, then kind of laughed and said, “Yeah, of course it's fine, sorry, I’m just surprised.”

“Yeah…” Gerard said, trailing off and looking down at his food. Frank sipped his beer quietly and cautiously watched what seemed to be the wheels start turning in Mikey’s brain.

“Wait…” Mikey said, Ray starting to laugh again because he knew exactly what he was about to say. Gerard already started to look ashamed, gripping his fork tightly and looking at the table.

Frank nervously stared at Mikey and waited for him to say something, trying to suppress an apologetic smile when he said, “If no one had anybody over last night, then- oh my god.” He looked horrified.

Ray just laughed harder and Gerard covered his face with his hands, feeling his cheeks burning.

Frank was somewhere between a half grimace half smile, trying not to laugh as Mikey put his elbows on the table and leaned his face on his hands. “I can’t- I thought it was you because I could hear your bed hitting the wall- oh my god.”

Frank did start to laugh now just out of sheer awkwardness and started apologizing quickly. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

“No, you- oh my god- no, because you- oh my god, how do you make that noise?”

Frank started to blush and look more horrified, shaking his head. “I don’t know, I’m so sorry.”

Ray was laughing so hard he had to get on the ground on all fours, Gerard peeking at him through his fingers.

“Gerard-“

“No, don’t, please.” Gerard said, shaking his head and not removing his hands from his face.

Frank looked at him and started to kind of laugh again, bringing his leg up on his chair to hug it.

“That didn’t even sound like you, I could hear you saying-“

“No, you did not, you did not hear me say anything, I didn’t say anything.”

Ray sounded like he could barely breathe, just wheezing out, “What did he say?”

Mikey groaned in pain, “He said g-“

“No!” Gerard uncovered his face and started shaking his head at Mikey. “No, no, no, I didn’t, no.”

Frank’s blush got darker and he covered his face with one hand, “Oh my god…”

Ray laughed harder if it was possible and rolled onto his back. “What’d he say, Mikey, what’d he say?”

“He called him a p-“

Frank and Gerard both shouted, “No!” At the same time, Frank shouting, “No!” a second time. 

“Please, Mikey, please. I’m begging you.” Gerard said, starting to laugh nervously. “Please don’t say it.”

Mikey put his head down on the table, also starting to laugh as Ray was literally rolling on the floor laughing. “I can’t forget it.”

“I’m so sorry.” Gerard said, starting to actually laugh and covering his face with his hands again.

Frank rubbed his forehead, asking, “Wait, how did you hear all of that, that’s like, a quiet part.”

“Eww…” Mikey groaned, Frank immediately saying, “I’m sorry! I’m just saying…”

“Frank.” He didn’t lift his head, “If you heard what I heard coming from my room, would you not be kind of curious?”

Frank looked at him for a second, then realized. “Oh no, did you put your ear up to-“ Mikey nodded and Frank covered his face again, “Oh god…”

Ray had kind of calmed down and he asked, “How the fuck did you not realize it was them?”

“I don’t know.” Mikey said, sounding extremely disappointed and shaking his head, still leaning into his hands. “I don’t know, I just thought Frank was fucking some guy that- I don’t know…”

“Jesus Christ, how freaky are they?” Ray asked, laughing when Mikey just groaned and Frank and Gerard both turned red again.

“And why was there a pregnancy test in the bathroom?”

Frank also looked confused, then immediately looked at Gerard who exasperatedly and quickly said, “I don’t know, I got scared.”

Ray and Mikey both started laughing, laughing harder when Frank and Gerard started shouting at each other. “Oh my god, we are not doing this again!”

“I’m sorry!”

“Why would you put it in the bathroom?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t want to give it to you?”

“Then what’s the point in buying it?”

“I don’t know!”

Mikey and Ray both were losing it and Frank groaned and put his head on the table, Gerard just covering his face again. 

Frank groaned louder, “I think this is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“I think this is the funniest thing that happened this month. Actually, maybe, the whole year.” Ray said, trying to calm down and finally sitting up. 

Frank stood up suddenly and turned around, walking towards the kitchen cabinets. “I need to be drunker, I can’t do this.”

“Maybe we should all be drunker.” Mikey said, laughing.

“I’m just gonna go ahead and pour shots, I think.” Frank said, already taking the vodka out of the cabinet along with the shot glasses. 

“Yeah, that’s a good idea…” Gerard said, rubbing his face. He finally looked over at Ray, "Would you get back in your chair.”

Ray laughed and got up, sitting back down next to him. “Sorry, oh my god, that was just insanely hilarious.”

Gerard just laughed a little and shook his head, Frank bringing four full shot glasses to the table a moment later. He sat back down and picked up his glass and said, “Okay.” They all went to take their shot, but before Frank did, Mikey said, “Wait, Frank.”

“What?”

“What if you’re pregnant?”

Gerard and Ray both almost spit out the vodka, Gerard actually kind of spitting it out when Frank started saying, “I’ll kill you, I’m serious. One day, I’m gonna hit you so fucking hard that you die instantly.”

Mikey was laughing so hard and Ray had to hit the table in an attempt to actually swallow. Both of them started laughing harder when Gerard spit all of it out into his hands when Frank kept going.

“I’m sorry, is that funny to you, Michael?” Frank asked, also starting to laugh. “It won’t be funny when you have to…” He was laughing so hard, he couldn’t finish his sentence. “Take me…to get an abortion.”

They were laughing so hard, none of them could breathe. Once they started to calm down, Mikey rubbed his face and said, “Oh my god…house trip to take Frank to the abortion clinic.”

Frank sighed, having calmed down. “Yeah, kill that thing.”

Gerard was still laughing a little, but got up to get a paper towel to get the vodka off his hands and pants and the floor. Frank took his shot quickly before anyone could say anything else, then said, “Gerard, can you just bring the vodka in here, I need like, four more.”

“Absolutely.” Gerard said, bringing the bottle and paper towels back to the table and leaned down to wipe the floor.

Frank poured himself another shot and took it, then sighed. He leaned back in his chair and pressed his palms over his eyes. “God…”

Mikey grabbed the vodka and poured himself another shot and passed it to Ray, who also poured himself another one. “Gerard, do you wanna…try again? I guess?”

Gerard sighed, “Yeah…”

Ray chuckled and poured vodka into Gerard’s glass, laughing when Gerard tried to get up and hit his head on the table. 

“Ow…” Gerard laughed softly and sat back down in his chair, rubbing the top of his head. “This is a…horrible day.”

Frank laughed, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, whatever…” Gerard said, taking his shot.

They all talked and laughed for a while longer, sharing more shots and poking fun at each other, until they all were kind of starting to yawn.

“I’m so tired, I need to go to bed.” Ray said, starting to stand up, Frank also standing up, yawning and rubbing his face.

“Does anyone wanna smoke?”

“Nah, I’m good.” Ray said, starting to walk down the hallway.

Frank looked at Mikey who seemed to be considering it, then said, “No, honestly I’m so fucking tired, I don’t think it’d be worth it.”

“I get that.” Frank said, rubbing his eyes. “You wanna smoke?” He looked down at Gerard.

“Yeah, why not.” Gerard said, sighing and standing up.

“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to.” Frank said, yawning again. “I’m just going to smoke.”

“Yeah, no, I want to.” Gerard walked around Frank to open the back door, immediately closing it when a rush of cold air came inside. “Jesus christ, it’s fucking cold.”

“That’s fine, we can do it in my room.” Frank started to walk towards his bedroom, Mikey already standing in front of his own. When Frank opened the door, Mikey raised his eyebrows at him and Frank waved him off. “Don’t start, go in your room.”

Mikey just laughed and went in his room, saying, “Goodnight.”

“Night.”

“Goodnight.” Gerard said, following Frank inside his room.

Once the door was shut, they both just looked at each other, embarrassed. Frank held his hands out, “Oh my god.”

“That was fucking terrible.” Gerard said, laughing and going over to Frank’s bed to get on it.

“Wait, no.” Frank stopped him. “We should move the bed, I’m nervous.”

They both laughed and went to pull on Frank’s bed to get it away from the wall. Gerard then got on the bed and Frank grabbed his supplies from his nightstand, also getting on the bed.

Frank opened his grinder to check if there was anything left in it, happily surprised that there was, and started to roll with it.

“I mean, at least they know now, I guess.” Gerard said, finding it difficult to see any real positives in this situation.

“I guess.” Frank repeated, laughing softly and pressing the end of a pencil down into the cone to get it flat. “I think, personally, I would’ve liked for them to not find out like that, but I guess you can’t win ’em all.”

Gerard watched him and laughed, “Yeah…they seem fine with it, though. We might get teased for the rest of our fucking lives, but, you know.”

“Yep.” Frank sighed, licking the edge of the paper and rolling it together. He twisted the end and lit it once it was between his lips, inhaling deeply.

He passed the joint to Gerard who also took a long hit. Frank got up to put everything except his ash tray away, then got back on his bed and laid down. They passed the joint between them a couple times, both of them starting to get crossed. Frank looked over at Gerard, who was still sitting up but propping himself up with his hand. He smiled and reached over, running his hand up and down Gerard’s arm. 

“Hm?”

“Lay down…” Frank said, taking the joint from Gerard before he laid down on his stomach, keeping himself propped up on his elbow so he could look down at Frank, resting his cheek in his hand.

Frank took another hit of the joint, but before he exhaled he gestured for Gerard to lean down. He did so, but Frank gently grabbed his face and pulled him closer until their lips were almost touching. Gerard realized what he wanted to do, so he smiled and opened his mouth, inhaling as Frank shotgunned the smoke into his mouth. He blew it out a moment later, smiling as he felt him slip his hand up his shirt. 

Gerard laughed softly. “Does weed make you horny?”

“It can, yeah.” Frank said, taking another hit.

“No, I mean you.” Gerard smiled when Frank laughed.

“I mean…yeah…?”

“Well, obviously…” Gerard said, taking a hit from the joint when Frank held it up to his lips.

“I think it’s dead.” He said, taking it from Frank.

“Yeah, you can just put it in the ashtray.”

Gerard reached behind him and placed the burnt up paper in the tray, then moved it to the nightstand. He turned back to Frank, smiling as both of his hands came to his chest and started to trail up and down. He ran his hand over Frank’s hip, pushing up his sweatshirt a little.

“Everything makes you horny, though, right?” Gerard teased, leaning down to kiss him. “Don’t try to deny it, I know it’s true…” He pulled away to kiss down his neck.

Frank giggled, “I mean, weed makes sex feel better…”

“Does it?” Gerard asked, genuinely curious.

“Mhm…” He hummed, “It makes you more sensitive.”

“Hm…” Gerard gently bit down on the side of his neck, making Frank whine.

He pulled away and propped himself up again. He ran his hand up Frank’s chest, then up his cheek and into his hair. “So, what do you wanna do?”

“Something quiet.” Frank said, laughing softly.

Gerard smiled down at him, “What do you want me to do for you?”

“Hm…” He hummed, pretending to think about it despite the fact it was all he had thought about for at least a few days. “I want you to…” He put his hands on Gerard’s shoulders and gently pushed him back, getting him to lay down on his back. “Lay there.” He got up and moved to straddle Gerard’s waist, Gerard’s hands immediately going to his hips.

Gerard was pretty sure he knew what he was about to do, getting it confirmed when Frank started to grind down on his dick. He blushed when he said, “I’ve thought about  riding you for days…”

“Why didn’t you?” Gerard asked, laughing softly.

Frank shrugged and smiled, “I don’t know, I like the other ways we fuck, too.”

“What’s your favorite position?” He started to push up Frank’s sweatshirt, rubbing his thumbs over his bird tattoos.

“I don’t know…” He thought about it for a second and started to grind his hips down harder, “I think it’s when you kind of lay on top of me. You get really deep.”  

“I think mine is pushing your legs back.”

Frank hummed, “Mm, I like that one, too. You know, when we do that one I can kind of see your dick inside me.“

“What do you mean?”

Frank put his hand on his lower abdomen, “Like, here.” He smiled when he felt Gerard’s dick jump under him. “You’ll have to look next time, it’s really fucking hot. Made me cum.”

Gerard laughed, “Everything makes you cum. And everything makes you wet, are you already wet?”

Frank blushed a little, knowing that was definitely obvious. “What do you think?” He moved his hips slower for a second, saying, “But you’re already hard, so I don’t know why you’re teasing me.”

“I’m hard because you’re grinding on me.” Gerard said, to which Frank just laughed and said, “And I’m wet because I’m grinding on you, I don’t know what you want me to say.”

Gerard laughed and ran his hands down Frank’s thighs and silently watched him move his hips for a couple seconds. Frank smiled and asked, “You like watching?”

He nodded, running his hands back up to his hips and pushing his sweatshirt up more. “You’re so fuckin’ hot…”

Frank smirked a little, “I like looking at you from this angle…” He moved back a little so he was sitting on Gerard’s thighs, starting to unbuckle his belt, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down until he could pull his dick out. He started to stroke it slowly, making Gerard groan.

“This time, you’re gonna have to be good for me.” Frank said, watching Gerard blush. “Can you do that?” 

He nodded.

“Good…” Frank started to move his hand a little faster, making Gerard whine. “Then you can touch me, but other than that, I just want you to lay there. Can you do that?”

He nodded again, looking down at Frank.

“Good.” He watched his dick start to dribble pre cum. “Does it turn you on when I tell you what to do?” He teased, rubbing his thumb over the head.

“Yeah…” He breathed out, moaning softly.

“I bet I could make you cum from barely even touching you like this.” He really was barely touching him, just exclusively running his thumb over the slit and making Gerard start to squirm. Frank suddenly pulled his hand away, making Gerard groan. “But I won’t do that— I want you inside me.”

He got off of him momentarily to slide his jeans off, then his underwear, and Gerard just watched him intensely. Continuing to watch him as he got back on top of him, taking his dick in his hand and starting to rock his hips on it, sliding it up and down his pussy and trying to get it wet.

Gerard just groaned, putting his hands on Frank’s thighs, starting to kind of blush while he watched him. Frank looked at him again, smiling at his expression but still saying, “Gee, I want you to make noise…you don’t have to be loud, but I wanna know when something feels good for you.”

“This feels good.” Gerard said immediately, which just made Frank laugh. “God, you’re so cute…”

Frank was getting impatient so he sat up on his knees and positioned his dick under him, rubbing the head up against his entrance and groaning just to himself. Gerard’s hands ran up to his hips and when he felt them tighten, he said, “You can hold me there, but don’t push me, or I’ll stop.”

Gerard nodded, blushing harder when Frank said, “I’m gonna fuck myself on your dick however I want to.”

Without any real warning, he started to push his hips down, Gerard’s cock starting to squeeze inside him and quickly slipping inside. He lowered himself slowly until he was fully sitting on him again, making both of them softly moan.

Gerard was doing exactly what he told him, his hands still on his hips, but just simply resting there and putting no pressure. Frank didn’t start to pull himself up like he had been expecting, but instead started to grind his hips with his cock already as deep inside him as it could go.

Frank started to quietly moan, but it seemed more like it was just to himself than anything else. He knew that this definitely didn’t really feel like anything to Gerard and he actually liked that, starting to see the look of frustration that was coming to his face.

He was trying to torture him on purpose, saying, “Your dick feels so good inside me…” He smiled when Gerard whined. “Do I feel good around you?”

Gerard nodded, “Yes, Frankie, please…”

“What does it feel like?” Frank asked, not paying attention at all to what Gerard was saying.

“Tight, you’re really fucking tight.” Gerard was trying to fight the extreme urge he got when Frank lifted his hips up just a little to push him down on his cock.

“Oh yeah?” He was pulling himself up at an agonizing pace. “You like how wet it is?”

Gerard nodded, nearly clutching his hips now, which just made him laugh. He hummed, “Mm, you wanna fuck me so bad…”

“Yes, please, Frankie…” Gerard said, kind of half moaning it, which Frank liked. He smiled, “You’re being so good, doing everything I tell you to…” He finally pulled up far enough that his dick was just barely inside him. He warned him one more time, “Don’t push me, or I won’t let you cum.”

Gerard nodded again, just desperate for Frank to move, letting out a quiet drawn out moan when Frank sank his hips down. The smaller boy also moaned, but he was mostly just focused on Gerard. Since he hadn’t made any attempt to move him at all, he kept going, continuing to pull up slowly but dropping himself faster. He really liked the way this felt, starting to moan and keeping very diligent eye contact with Gerard, smiling when his blush just kept getting darker. It was interesting to Frank that Gerard could get really into being dominant sometimes with him, despite the fact it was kind of opposite from his personality. But then at times like this, where he wasn’t exactly being dominated but he also definitely wasn’t in charge, he submitted to him easily. He really just did whatever Frank told him to, and he really, really, liked that.

Gerard slid one of his hands down to Frank’s knee and brought one of his arms to put over his mouth, really concerned that he was going to start pushing Frank’s hips down and also start moaning.

Frank smiled at how cute he was being, watching him for a few seconds and admiring how he couldn’t even look at him anymore. But he stopped moving after a little bit, just sitting on him once again. “If you cover your mouth, I’m gonna stop.”

Gerard looked down at him, bright blush still on his cheeks, but he didn’t remove his arm.

“I’m serious, I’ll sit here and masturbate on your dick and you won’t cum once.” Frank threatened, watching Gerard begrudgingly move his arm and put his hand on his other knee. He finally glanced up at Frank again, seeing he was smiling at him. 

“I like the noise you make, Gee, I want to hear it…” He started to lift his hips again, “It’s so pretty…” He dropped himself back down hard and Gerard actually moaned. So did Frank, but he almost didn’t out of awe at the noise Gerard had made. Whenever he actually made any noise, it was always really quiet, and he wondered if now, with a lot of pushing, he had finally gotten past his inhibitions. 

As soon as he heard himself, Gerard almost covered his mouth again, but saw the way Frank was looking at him.

“Do that again.” Frank said, starting to consistently pull himself up and drop again, not able to tear his eyes away from Gerard’s face while he moaned for him. 

“Fuck, Frank…” He moaned, moving his hands back up to his hips to hold him. “Keep going, please keep going…”

Frank was moaning every time he dropped himself down and managed to say, “Yeah, I don’t…plan on stopping, fuck…”

Frank knew he really wasn’t going to last very much longer, not with the way he had Gerard moaning under him and seeming to hold onto him for dear life. He moved his hand down to rub his clit and actually almost went to cover his own mouth, knowing he was probably going to be too loud. He decided to press the sleeve of his sweatshirt against his mouth so that Gerard could definitely still hear him, but it was much quieter.

Frank’s quick little moans and whines that were getting way too loud let Gerard know that he was probably about to cum, moaning out, “Fuck, Frankie, cum on my dick…”

That was all it really took, Frank having to bite down on his sleeve to keep from being too loud when he suddenly came hard. He tried to keep going, Gerard’s grip on him getting even tighter when he felt his walls start squeezing around him continuously and just watching Frank orgasm on top of him. 

Frank was almost panting, having to lean forward a little and trying his best to continue to bounce himself, but it wasn’t working very well and he was shaking too badly. Gerard almost came when Frank said, “Use me.” 

Gerard just looked at him for a second, his breathing also starting to get heavy. When Gerard didn’t seem to quite get it, Frank said, “Fuck, Gerard, just fuck me. Make yourself cum.”

He didn’t have to tell him twice, Gerard immediately starting to push him down on his dick and lifting his hips up a little to thrust into him. This was much faster and harder than before, and the noise Frank made was almost like a cry when Gerard first slammed his cock into him. As much as Gerard liked it, he grunted out, “Frankie, too loud…”

Frank almost fell forward from the brutal pace, having to grab onto Gerard’s arm to keep sitting up. The only way he could keep himself even somewhat quiet was to press his sleeve back up to his mouth. Gerard barely lasted much longer, just getting a couple more hard thrusts in before he came, moaning and pulling Frank down hard one more time. Once Frank was just sitting there and Gerard had ridden out his orgasm, he was breathing so hard Gerard thought there might be something wrong.

“Are you okay?” He asked, noticing how hard he was actually holding him and loosening his grip immediately. Frank was still holding onto his arm and he couldn’t tell if he was blushing or if his face was just flushed from exertion.

Frank nodded, finally letting go of his arm and actually sitting up. It became obvious after a second that he was blushing, so Gerard asked, “Did you cum again?”

He shook his head kind of sheepishly, Gerard immediately knowing what was wrong. “Do you want to cum again?”

It took a second for Frank to nod and he found it funny that he was only embarrassed now for whatever reason. He started to lift Frank up off his dick and asked, “Can you hold yourself up a little more?”

Frank nodded again, sitting up fully on his knees and pressing his hand over one of Gerard’s on his hip. His breathing was still fairly labored and he was still shaking a little, moaning out of genuine surprise when Gerard reached under him and shoved three fingers inside him. He curled them up a little and immediately started a fast pace. 

Frank’s moans were desperate and almost pathetic, Gerard saying, “Good job, Frankie, just a little more…you’re doing so good…”

Frank reached out and grabbed his arm again to stabilize himself and keep from falling forward, as he just continued his very fast, very hard pace.

“Just a little more, come on…” Gerard encouraged, smiling when Frank kind of yelped and started to cum. He kept thrusting his fingers inside him shallowly to let him ride it out, saying, “Good boy, Frankie…”

When he finally pulled his fingers out of him, they were covered in his own cum. Before he could do anything, Frank reached down and brought his hand up to his mouth and started to lick it off his fingers. Gerard watched him intensely as he took each one of his fingers into his mouth and sucked on it to get all of his cum off. By the time Frank had finished and pulled his fingers out of his mouth, he did almost fall over, Gerard helping him roll over and lay down next. Gerard rolled on his side and asked again, “Are you okay?”

Frank nodded, trying to slow his breathing and closing his eyes when Gerard ran his fingers through his hair. Despite Frank nodding, he seemed uncomfortable somehow, so Gerard asked, “What’s wrong?”

Frank managed to sit up a little and started to pull his sweatshirt off, saying, “Sorry, I’m just too hot, I should’ve taken this off before…” When he discarded it, Gerard saw that his t-shirt was literally drenched. He laughed softly, “Aw, why didn’t you tell me, I could’ve taken it off you…”

Frank sighed and smiled, “I don’t know…” He ran his hands over his chest, just feeling how wet he was. “I think I need to take a shower.”  

“Yeah, whatever you wanna do.” Gerard said, gently running his hand up and down Frank’s thigh. 

Frank sat there for a second quietly before turning to Gerard and smiling at him. “Wanna take one with me?” He was surprised when he actually seemed kind of hesitant, his hand stalling on his leg. Eventually he said, “Yeah, sure…”

Frank looked at him for a second and was about to tell him he didn’t have to, but he just started to get up and pull on his clothes again, asking, “Do you want me to get you something to put on afterwards?”

Frank nodded, “Yeah, anything is fine…” Gerard was being kind of weird and he couldn’t exactly pinpoint why, so he just started to dress himself again, too, watching Gerard get pajamas and a new shirt for him out of his dresser.

Frank slid off his bed and Gerard handed the clothes to him. “Do you want to grab something from your room, too?” He asked, going with Gerard to his room to get his clothes as well.

They walked together to the bathroom, Frank turning on the lights and immediately turning the water on so it could get hot. Gerard shut the door behind them and watched as Frank started to undress, hesitating for a couple seconds before starting to take his own clothes off. 

Once they were both naked, Frank opened the shower curtain and stepped inside the shower, Gerard following him and shutting the curtain. The water pressure was surprisingly high for living in such a kind of shitty house and Frank sighed, feeling it hit his back.

Gerard was just looking around the shower, seemingly trying to do anything except look at Frank. His eyes landed on Frank’s shampoo next to him, asking, “Can I wash your hair?”

Frank smiled at him, still not really sure what was wrong, but still said, “Yeah, sure…” He stepped back a little more into the water and ran his fingers through his hair to get it wet before turning around, his back to Gerard. 

Gerard felt him sigh as soon as he started to massage the shampoo into his hair, glad that this felt good for him. He was being as gentle as he could, saying, “Okay, you can rinse it out…” as soon as he was done.

Frank turned back around and stepped into the water and ran his fingers through his hair a bunch of times to get all the shampoo out. He cleaned the rest of his body with a wash rag, Gerard helping him whenever he could until he felt like he was clean.

“Okay, we can switch now…” He said, starting to step around Gerard, but he didn’t move. He noticed he was kind of blinking hard every couple of seconds and he asked, “Gerard, what’s wrong?”

When he didn’t say anything, Frank gently took his hands and asked him again, “Tell me…what’s wrong?”

Gerard finally looked at him and kind of smiled awkwardly. “Sorry, it’s really weird, it’s nothing.”

“Well, something is wrong.” Frank shook his head a little and smiled. “I won’t think it’s weird. What is it?”

Gerard just looked away from him, seeming embarrassed. Frank frowned a little, trying to figure out himself what could be wrong and looked around the shower for a second. Gerard kept blinking hard, Frank finally asking, “Is it too bright in here?”

He finally glanced up at him and it took him a second to say, “And the water it…it’s really loud.” He waited for Frank to say something, surprised when he got out of the shower.

“Wait one second.” He grabbed the small lamp off of the bathroom counter. He held it into the shower for Gerard to take. “Put that on the side over there.”

Gerard looked at it cautiously, really not sure about putting a literal lamp in the shower, but Frank immediately said, “It’s water proof, that’s what it’s for. Take it.”

Gerard took the lamp, putting it on the side of the shower and turned it on, happy when he wasn’t electrocuted. 

Frank turned the overhead light off and went to get back in the shower, standing directly in front of the water again. The only light in the bathroom was cast from the warm glow of the lamp next to them, which was significantly less hard than the fluorescent ceiling light. Gerard couldn’t even say anything before Frank reached up to the detachable shower head and changed the setting on it to the most gentle one, assuming the pressure was also an issue considering how far Gerard had been standing from it. He also turned the actual faucet down, too, which made it significantly quieter.

“Is this better?” He asked, turning around for a second to look at Gerard, ready to change something if he was asked to.

Gerard just stared at him for a second, looking extremely surprised and shaking his head. “Uh, yeah- but you don’t have to do all this, it’s really weird-“

“Is this better for you?” Frank interrupted him. When Gerard finally nodded, he said, “Then it’s not weird. It’s not fucking weird in the first place, but especially not if this makes you more comfortable.”

He turned back around to fiddle with the water a little more, smiling to himself when he heard Gerard softly say, “I love you, Frank…”

“I love you, too.” He smiled a little more and turned back around. “I’d change the settings on a shower head for you any day.”

Gerard laughed softly and finally switched positions with Frank, still not standing directly under the water, so Frank just took the shower head into his hand and brought it down to gently run it over Gerard's head to get his hair wet, asking, “Is this okay?”

Gerard nodded a little, “Yeah…” 

Frank was incredibly gentle the whole time he washed him, keeping the shower head close to his body when he ran the water over him so it wasn’t too harsh and it was fast. When he was done, he turned the water off and grabbed the lamp as he got out of the shower to put it back on the bathroom counter. He got two towels out of the cabinet, Gerard very surprised when Frank started to gently dry his hair and face.

“Was that okay?” He asked, wiping some water that had dripped down his forehead.

Gerard nodded a little, “Yeah, that was- thank you…you didn’t have to do that…”

“But I wanted to.” Frank smiled at him and left the towel around his neck so he could dry the rest of his body, starting to dry his own as well as his hair. They both dressed themselves and Frank led Gerard back down the hallway and into his bedroom by his hand and got in bed. 

“Roll over that way…” Frank pointed the opposite direction from himself and Gerard did so, but was a little confused.

Frank smiled and laid down behind him, gently putting his arm around him and pressing his chest against his back. “Is this okay?”

Gerard sighed softly, moving one of his hands to hold Frank’s that was over him. “Yeah…”

Frank moved a little more to settle in and squeezed his hand. “I love you…”

“I love you, too…”