EARLY SUNSETS

05 .this heart is yours.

Frank was still trying to manage school, work, rehearsing and playing with his band, and on top of that spend time with both Jamia and Gerard.

He didn't know how he did it.

Jamia and him usually just hung out on weekends when there was some kind of event, because she was pretty busy herself. They'd go for coffees, or the movies, or make out sessions in Frank's smelly car.

With Gerard on the other hand, it was easier. Frank would crash at his place almost every other night after work since it was close to Gerard's house, and he rather sleep next to him than by himself. And sometimes, he'd hang out with him after school. He liked that they would just sit and read comics or watch TV, or listen to music while Frank worked on an essay and Gerard drew. Yes, there was the occasional hand job here and there, maybe a blowjob. But he could just be.

It was so easy being around Gerard.

He made him feel like the rest didn't matter. Every time they kissed, the world stopped and it was just him and Gerard. 'I'm gonna be late to my own show,' Frank said between kisses.

'But we're so comfy here,' Gerard said, pulling him on top of him and kissed him again.

'You're right, but –'

Gerard interrupted his sentence by sticking his tongue inside his mouth, cause him to moan loud. 'Can't the others sing tonight? Just tonight?'

'No.' And then Frank was up before Gerard tried to kiss him again. 'Let's go!'

'Wait – I'm going too?'

'Hell, yes! I want you there!'

'You do? But this would be the first time we're out in public –'

'Are you forgetting how we met, and how we were making out two minutes later?'

'No, but I mean, now that we're –'

'What are we, huh?' Frank pulled him off the bed, and now they were standing in front of each other, their foreheads leaning against other.

'B – O –,' Gerard started spelling.

'Shut up, let's go!'

The venue was already crowded when they made it, which Frank thought was weird because no one ever went to see them, but maybe the headlining band was popular. They arrived, hand in hand, without giving it too much thought, and the band was just waiting for Frank to get onstage.

Gerard stood by the bar, drinking a beer, and watching them play. He couldn't stop smiling at the thought he was with the lead singer. He wanted to tell everyone, but at the same time, he wasn't ready.

He saw Frank winking at him from stage, and he almost melted.

When their set was over, Gerard was waiting for him backstage, and welcomed him with a kiss. 'I like this,' Frank said, taking Gerard's hand in his.

'Me too.' And they pressed their lips together again.

Everyone in the band and crew had seen them making out at parties, so they weren't surprised by it. At least not the kiss. But maybe the fact that they were acting like a real couple was strange. 'Get a room,' Hambone said on his way out.

'You're coming to the party, right?' Frank asked Gerard, who was about to say something, but Frank gave him puppy eyes. 'Please.'

'Fine! Let's go.'

Said party is at someone's apartment, they didn't know whose, and Frank and Gerard arrived holding hands. For the first time in a public event. Did it make it official?

They spent most of it drinking by the corner, making jokes and stories about everyone there, until they started making out, and that was it. They didn't break apart for the rest of the night. Mikey gave them a ride home because they were too wasted, and fell asleep in the backseat, Frank's fingers stroking Gerard's greasy hair, and the other hand holding Gerard's.

When they got to Gerard's room, they were so sleepy and drunk, they stood by the door for a while, hugging and looking at each other. Feeling Gerard's heart beating against him, and his intoxicated breath in his neck, sent shivers down his spine. He had fallen hard for him, and there was no way out. He was screwed.

Gerard only broke the hug to look for some sweatpants and a clean shirt Frank could borrow. When he turned around, Frank was already in his boxers. They'd been less clothed than this in front of each other, and Gerard had definitely seen his dick – it had been in his mouth too many times to count – but for some reason, it felt different. He took off Frank's shirt, and pressed his lips against his, pushing him against the bed.

Frank helped him with his shirt and his pants, and Gerard tugged at Frank's boxers, pulling them down, and starting to stroke him. Frank moaned loud, and Gerard had to make him shut up with his mouth.

'I want you, Gee,' Frank gasped. 'I want to go all the way.'

Gerard knew he should ask him if he was sure, but he wanted it too.

They'd been together for a while now, and they hadn't really gone past blowjobs and jerking each other off. It was about time.

He nodded, and reached for the lube in his top drawer, waiting for a moment like this.

'You were prepared,' Frank said, letting out a cute chuckle.

'I was waiting for this.' Then he realized he hadn't bought any condoms. 'Shit! You have condoms?'

Frank shook his head. Fuck! He was close, and now it was ruined. 'Fuck it,' he said. 'I haven't been with anyone in a while.'

'Not even Jamia?'

Frank shook his head. 'We're not there yet. You?'

Gerard shook his head too. 'Not in a quite a while.'

'Just do it. I'm close.'

'What? You want me to –'

Frank nodded as if it wasn't obvious he wanted Gerard to top him. He just wanted him inside him. 'Fuck me! Now!'

So Gerard got on his knees, and smeared some lube on his fingers. 'Are you ready?' Frank nodded with an urgency. 'Okay, then.' And then he stuck a finger in his entrance, rubbing it with lube, sticking it in and out and Frank was already panting, smiling at this new experience.

'More!'

So Gerard added a finger and then another, and he could see Frank was about to come at any moment, so he replaced his fingers with his cock, already hard, and started pushing in slowly.

Frank's back arched, as he screamed in pain, and took one of Gerard's hand.

Soon, he was all the way in, and waited for Frank to be comfortable before he thrusted in and out. Frank dug his fingernails on Gerard's back and wrapped his legs around Gerard.

He had never felt this close to anyone before. He liked the feeling of Gerard inside him, how warm it felt inside, how safe he felt when he was with him. Looking at his pretty eyes and feeling his breath against him, he felt himself coming in Gerard's stomach, while Gerard came inside him a second later.

Fuck.

Best –

Sex –

Ever.

Gerard stroked Frank's sweaty glue dreads away from his face, and planted a kiss on his lips.

They didn't say anything for a while, and Gerard felt asleep on top of Frank, all covered in sweat and cum. Frank felt better than his actual first time.

'I love you,' he whispered in Gerard's ear.