Frank Iero. Sarcastic gay punk. He's got a sense of humor and a protective side that terrifies those that dare cross him or his friends. He's easy going and lives for a good time. Not to mention he's got a huge crush on Gerard.
Gerard way. Chubby closeted emo. He's a shy artist in Frank's friend circle, more specifically his best friend, with a major crush on him. He loves how protective and defensive Frank is of him.
Now, while they were both gay, Frank was the only one open about it. Gerard had been his friend since forever and always knew this. But Gerard himself knew that he was gay as well, but chose to keep it a secret for fear of making their friendship awkward. This caused a bit of sexual tension to say the least; Gerard always wants to kiss Frank, and Frank, well he just wants to play with Gerard's substantial belly. He may or may not have been keeping a fat fetish secret, but that was too humiliating to ever tell anyone.
National Coming Out day was today, and Gerard had his entire day planned. He was gonna let the whole school know, and his coming out would be better than that bitch Brendon's. He only wore a shirt that said 'BI' and stilettos.
Gerard had gotten up nearly an hour earlier than usual to get his outfit ready. He had recently re-dyed his hair from black to red and made sure it was as bright as possible. His nails were painted pink the night before. He got up and put on the outfit he had set out; a loose tank top with huge arm holes, a ruffled skirt, and five inch pumps that would make him match Frank's height. He put on fake eyelashes and rainbow eyeshadow with bright red lipstick and winged eyeliner. To top it all off, he wore a gay pride flag as a cape.
Needless to say, the students at his school all gave him funny looks as the typically shy artist strutted into the school with newfound confidence. One manicured hand on his hip, the other held up in a sassy pose, holding his school bag on his elbow. His feminine hips swayed with every step, making his ass jiggle.
He strutted up to the table his friends hung out at in the mornings with a wide grin. All his friends, including Brendon, Ryan, Pete, Mikey, Patrick, and Frank himself, looked at him in awe.
"Happy national coming out day, guys!" Gerard said perkily as he sat next to Frank, sticking his ass out a bit. Frank just kept staring at him, clearly stunned.
They all were quite supportive of him, whilst Frank stayed silent. "Wait, you're gay?" Brendon cocked his head then chuckled. "Not surprised."
Gerard pouted then quickly smiled again. "Like how I did it? Totally beats yours." He giggled and smiled bigger, looking at Frank. "You're awful quiet. Nothin' to say, Frankie?" He put an arm around Frank's shoulders.
Frank looked at him, eyeing his lips, then looking back to his eyes. "I-I like the makeup. You look good."
"Just good?" Gerard pouted and wrapped both arms around his neck, shifting so he was straddling Frank's lap. "I dunno, I think I'm damn fine."
Frank was just about as red as a tomato by this point; Gerard's belly was pressing against his own toned stomach and it nearly gave him a boner.
Gerard pouted more and pressed against him. "Aww, not gonna say anything else, Frankie?"
Frank bit his lip. "Well, I was gonna kiss you but I don't want to fuck up your lipstick."
Gerard widened his eyes and looked at him in awe. He didn't move, didn't speak, hell he barely even breathed. The gentle tickle of his breath on Frank's lips was the only sign that he was doing so. It took him a while, but Gerard finally spoke. "W-Why the hell would you kiss me?"
The taller boy chuckled and pretended to think. "Oh, I dunno, maybe it's cause you're sexy, maybe cause you're talented, or maybe it's cause I've got a crush on you." He looked Gerard in the eyes.
