Waysexual

19. Ex boyfriends, Prom, and Graduation! Oh My!

Frank and Gerard had picked up Frank's car. Matt was there, waiting for the two to come. Frank knew Matt was expecting him to go back to him. But Frank knew he wanted Gerard, not Matt.

"Hey," Matt smiled.

"Keys..." Frank said, holding out his hand. Matt gave them to Frank, expecting a kiss and apology. "Get lost," Frank said, catching Matt off guard.

"What?"

"Go away. I'm not driving you home."

"Frank, stop acting like a baby. Fucking apologize and drive me home." Gerard felt his blood boil as he saw Frank debating on what to do. He saw Frank take a step towards Matt, making his heart sink like the fucking Titanic, which was pretty tragic.

"Shut up and get away from my car. Gerard would've never treated me like that. Unlike you, he actually loves me. You just want sex." Frank started to go off on Matt, making both of the boy's freeze. Gerard and Matt had never heard Frank say the words he called Matt. They were... very degrading coming from Frank's mouth.

"Gerard, get your ass over here!" Frank turned to the oldest boy. Gerard quickly stepped forward, scared that Frank was going to lay into him. Although Frank was tiny, he scared the living hell out of Matt and Gerard at that moment. That was probably the only time a teenager scared the living shit out of Gerard. Gerard was met with Frank's lips. "I love you. You're my boyfriend. Mine. Don't sleep with anyone except me."

"Yes sir," Gerard said, kissing Frank.

"You can't just do that," Matt said, angry that he'd been the one to be dumped and yelled at.

"I can't?"

"No you can't." Gerard looked at Matt, really mad about how he had treated Frank. "You're a fucking pussy. You never want to fuck. You never want anything to do with me. All you care about is-" Gerard punched Matt before he could say anything else. "What the fuck?" Matt screamed, holding his bloody nose.

"Gee..." Frank looked horrified, but then smirked. He was glad that Matt was getting a little taste of what he deserved. "Let's go," Frank kissed Gerard, holding his hand, leaving Matt to scream at the two.

-

"Ugh... Prom is coming up..." Gerard said, being reminded by the announcement. "Do you think Frank will want to go?" Gerard asked his brother.

"He's been dropping hints for like... what has it been... Like four weeks!" Mikey narrowed his eyes.

"Okay! Okay! I'll take him. I have to buy the tickets and then get a suit... Fuck... and I dunno..."

"He's already got your suits picked out. I gave him your sizes the other day. You're welcome," Mikey smirked. "Don't look so upset. He picked something you'd like."

-

"Gee, here's your outfit. Don't fuck it up... I want to take pictures and stuff..." Frank giggled. "So, when you tie the tie, do it like this," Frank started to show Gerard how to tie it properly.

"I can't wait to take that thing off of you. Fuck, you're sexy," Gerard groaned, pulling Frank into his lap. "Mmm... Frankie."

"Gee!" Frank giggled as Gerard ran his hand down his back, tickling him by mistake. "You're sexy, too," he kissed Gerard. "Baby, I want... I want to prom night..."

"Really?" Gerard asked, looking at Frank, who was tracing a pattern with his finger on Gerard's chest.

"Yeah."

"You don't have to..."

"I want to... to do it sober..."

"Oh. Okay." There was a small moment of silence. "Gives me something to look forward to on that night. I'm a shitty dancer."

"I will be the judge of that," Frank giggled and kissed Gerard.

-

Prom night had Gerard Way super fucking nervous. He had picked up Frank, who had to tie his tie for him. He was shaking as he took pictures. He really didn't know how to dance and he didn't know if Frank was actually gonna have sober sex with him.

"Calm down, Gee. It's gonna be okay," Frank said as they parked.

"I'm calm."

"Shut up. No you're not. Did you forget your good luck charm at home or something?" Frank asked sarcastically.

"You're my good luck charm." Frank rolled his eyes, but smiled. "Kiss?" Frank giggled and kissed Gerard. Then, the two went into the prom.

"We look fabulous," Frank giggled, looking at everyone. Slutty girls in low cut dresses were walking past Gerard, making an effort to be noticed. That didn't boost Frank's confidence.

"You're way sexier than any girl here," Gerard assured. Pete and Patrick were super fucking jealous of the couple in front of them.

"Fuck... I wish we would've gone with purple..." Patrick sighed.

"Fuck them. It's our night," Pete said, checking his eyeliner in his compact mirror. The most emo kid was too emo to show up for prom, so Pete Wentz was the most emo here. "I love you, Patrick."

"I love you, too, Pete." And the night went on. Gerard was only focused on Frank and making him feel special. Pete and Patrick were actually calling each other 'babe' and things like that. Gerard wasn't a bad dancer in Frank's opinion. In fact, he was really good.

And when the night came to a close, Gerard and Frank were at the Way house, which was empty except for the two in Gerard's room.

"You sure? I mean, you don't..." Frank cut Gerard off with a kiss.

"I want to." That was enough for Gerard to start undressing his boyfriend and himself. "I love you," Frank said.

"I love you, too." Gerard and Frank were pretty awkward at unbuttoning their shirts and taking off the tie and dress pants.

"Frank, we don't..."

"I'm sure, Gee." Frank hugged Gerard and kissed him lightly before revealing himself to his completely sober boyfriend. Gerard bit his lip, wanting to fuck Frank as hard as possible as they both fell on the bed.

-

Gerard sat with his graduating class. He was so fucking nervous. He actually didn't know if he was going to graduate because he didn't attend school for two months. But he ended up passing, probably because he worked his ass off to makeup the homework. Frank helped mostly with what he could.

"Brendon Urie." Brendon got up and got his diploma. The principal called more names. Gerard realized how much had changed that year. He didn't end another year with fucking a bunch of people, but with a boyfriend. The same for Mikey. "Gerard Way."

Gerard stood up and got his diploma quickly. He didn't like the other students gawking at him. He saw Frank in the audience, along with his brother and mother. And he saw one more person: his dad. He felt like grimacing, but put on a smile as he looked at Frank. Soon, the ceremony, if Gerard could call it that, came to a close. He went over to his family.

"Frank!" He smiled and kissed him.

"Good job, Gee," Frank smiled.

"Nice one. You graduated high school, big brother," Mikey said, fist bumping his brother. Gerard really wanted to ignore his father, but Mr. Way had an era of importance that was hard to miss.

"Dad..."

"I'm proud of you, son."

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A/N:

The most awkward thing ever is having your dad that you hate there.