Waysexual

25. A Unicorn Could Shit Rainbows, but it's not as Gay as This Ending

Frank Iero would've never thought that he, a very weird and short kid, would ever have a boyfriend. He never thought he'd get anywhere near having sex. Two years ago, he would've thought he was going to die a virgin. But now, he had Gerard.

Gerard Way was as surprised as Frank that he had a boyfriend. He never thought he'd actually love someone like he loved Frank. He never got bored. Frank even helped Gerard get over his depression. Gerard even got around to showing Frank all of his drawings.

Eventually, Frank moved in. They were known as the Two Homos on Floor Three. Their neighbors weren't homophobic, Gerard and Frank were the only couple that was made up of the same sex.

"Well, Frankie, it's nice living with you," Gerard kissed his boyfriend.

"It's great living with you, too."

"Good."

"Good."

"Great!" Gerard said.

"Delightful," Frank said, trying to win the small 'battle'.

"Fucking perfect," Gerard chuckled, holding Frank. Frank surrendered with a giggle and sat on Gerard's lap.

"This is weird."

"How?" Gerard asked.

"Two years ago, everyone was Waysexual. They're still that way, but I get to have you all to myself," Frank elaborated, calming Gerard down.

"No one's Waysexual. That's silly."

"I'm really only fucking gay for you, Gerard Way. That makes me Waysexual."

"Well, I'm Ierosexual because I'm really only fucking gay for you." Gerard smiled at the smaller boy. Frank rolled his eyes playfully.

"You can't make up sexualities."

"You did."

"It's a thing!"

"Then, Ierosexual is a thing, too."

"No. There has to be more than one person that shares the feelings."

"Nope."

"Shut up, Gee."

"Make me," Gerard chuckled, kissing Frank.

"Is that a challenge?" Frank cocked an eyebrow. Gerard nodded, smiling like an idiot. The new neighbors bellow them didn't know that they were the Two Homos on Floor Three yet.

"Let's introduce my name to the neighbors?" Gerard asked, straddling his boyfriend and kissing him roughly.

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Pete Wentz was still sad and still very obsessed with eyeliner. But Patrick had decided to move to a college closer to home. And so he visited Pete every weekend. The sort of boyfriends became boyfriends once more. They promised never to cheat on each other, no matter how drunk they were or how hot the person was.

"You still have my Valentine's day card?" Patrick asked, looking at the card on Pete's wall.

"Duh."

"Roses are still red. Violets are still blue. Sugar, I still wanna go down on you." So Patrick went down, down on Pete.

-

Ray and Mikey had a happy ending too. The only people who didn't have happy endings in this really gay, cliché shit show was Mr. and Mrs. Way, who were divorced later after Mikey moved out of the home. Frank's parents were still fighting, but weren't so suffocating anymore to Frank because he'd moved in with Gerard and started college.

Lindsey Ballato and Jamia Nestor stopped watching people beat up other people while eating pop corn. That emo rival of Pete's joined an emo ass band and smoked a lot of weed, but almost died because she was high as fuck and almost fell off a cliff. And the staff at Frank's big, fancy school stopped having sexual relationships with their students after the Way brothers had left school. Partly because it was illegal. Also because no one was as good a fuck as the Way brothers.

Frank was actually onto something when he told Gerard that people were Waysexual. Because there were so many teachers missing the Way brothers and there were so many students, graduating and still in school, who desired only the Way brothers. And then there was Frank, the dorky kid who never took a second glance at the Way brothers in the beginning. Now he was waking up beside one.

Whether Mikey or Gerard believed it, they were the most desired kids in their town. They could've been the most desired set of brothers in America. And Frank Iero had the oldest Way brother up his ass, literally and metaphorically, wanting more attention, both sexual and romantic, from him.

One night, after a sexy evening in the Two Homos on Floor Three's apartment, Frank realized something. He knew that Gerard was pretty much wrapped around his finger. He also realized that he was wrapped around Gerard's finger as well.

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