Frank has recently broken up with his girlfriend Jamia, his only way to cope was pretty much have one-night stands with groupies and hangers-on or random prostitutes off the street. And his other coping mechanism - was music.

Frank has been in My Chemical Romance since when they started recording "I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love", he had a particularly close bond with Gerard, the band's singer.

Some people online would say that they were practically a couple, but Frank just brushed it off as internet theories - until now.

He found himself growing closer to Gerard ever since the break-up, and he don't know why he was feeling this way - especially towards a man. Frank always thought of himself as straight, since he dated a lot of girls back in Catholic school, he was supposed to have the wife and the white-picket fence... but why did he want something more with Gerard?

Today, during practice for an upcoming show, Frank couldn't help but keep staring at Gerard, which constantly caused him to mess up and the band had to start over whatever song they were playing. Again. Again. Again.

During a break, Bob, the band's drummer approached Frank.

"What are you doing? You kept messing up everytime, dude. Is something up?" Bob said with a brow raised.

"It's nothing." Frank said quickly.

"Is it your break-up with Jamia? You really need to get over her, F. I'm kinda concerned about you." Bob said with a hand on Frank's shoulder as he patted it gently.

"No, it's not her." Frank stammered.

"Then, what is-" Bob was interrupted by Frank.

"Okay, I kinda have a crush on Gerard," Frank whispered to Bob. "But don't tell anyone."

"Oh, I see," Bob nodded his head slowly before returning to his drum kit.

Gerard Way pov:

Gerard noticed Frank and Bob talkign and sorta stared wondering what was they talking about? Gerard often hung out with Frank but since his big break up almost every night he'd come over and they'd talk about whatever and gerard just loved messing with Frank

" so are we gonna continue or?" Gerard asked kinda teasingly, walking over to Frank with his usual smile

Frank looked up at Gerard, a faint blush staining his cheeks, not from embarrassment, but just from Gerard's presence. "Uh, yeah, we can.. um..." Frank picked his Gibson SG back up, and they did practice, and thankfully, without him messing up this time.

~afterwards~

Gerard smiled, " hell yeah, we did it for the well maybe 20th time, and finished before lunch, so I say successful."
Gerard walked over to Frank and teasingly pinched his cheek softly," wanna get a drink? I could use a vodka, you?"

Frank squealed slightly from the pinch. "Yeah, I guess. Playing really got me hungry. And yet I ate a whole salad before I got here." he said with a chuckle

Gerard smiled, waved to the rest of the group, and jokingly said, " I'm off with my hot date," and laughed, gently walking in front of Frank, laughing a bit more to himself this time. " you coming Franky?"

"Oh yeah, right," Frank did blush slightly at the "hot date" comment but just went with Gerard to a local cafe.

Gerard enterd the cafe and sat at a table close to the corner in the dark table
"so what you getting ?"

"Uhh... just a bagel and black coffee." Frank shrugged.

Gerard simply nodded, "Cool. I want a coffee yet I'm debating whether I should get a donut or not."

As Gerard was thinking, Frank started to admire Gerard, not in a weird "I'm going to stare into your eyeballs until you tell me you love me" way, but just secretly looking at him from peeking through the menu and stopping whenever he looks at him.

Gerard kinda acting stupid, gently bonked Frank's with the menu before getting up. " I'm ordering you said black coffee and a bagel, right?"

Frank blinked slightly, his pupils expanding with affection. "O-okay, yeah."

Gerard walked over to the counter and ordered, and of course, with fans coming over and autograph time before I sat back down next to Frank, a bit closer to him than before

Frank was trembling slightly from Gerard's proximity, his blush increasing, he had no way to cover his blush, since the waitress took their menus earlier, and he definitely couldn't cover his face with his shirt and make an excuse like "it stinks in here" or "there's a fan approaching us".

Gerard has a good eyes and notices Frank's face is red suddenly and Gerard..couldn't help but stare and his hand ,without thinking, touched his cheek and kinda pressed is there .".. "

Frank gasped at his touch. It was... surprisingly gentle, not with the way a groupie would roughly grab his face and mash it in her chest. Frank wanted to lean in and kiss him, but he wasn't even sure what to do. So, he put his hand on Gerard's thigh.

Gerard simply stayed there, lost in the moment. he was never this gentle he was so used to being aggressive, it felt nice to be soft. But this was something else, much deeper, and he was slightly afraid of it
".. uh my bad, do you want me stop.."

"Um.. no, it's... kinda nice?" Frank did squeeze Gerard's thigh gently, prompting him to continue.