NO FUN CLUB

15

'Hey, you,' Gerard said as he came in to work. Frank was the only one by the counter, and couldn't help smiling at his boyfriend.

'Hey, you.' They kissed quickly, before Gerard walked to the back to get a clean apron and his drawer to start the day.

As he was getting ready, Jamia came out from the office. 'Good evening, lovebirds. It's nice to have you with us,' she said, leaving a box on one of the tables. 'I regret to inform you that you're not working together tonight. Gerard, you stay there, your pretty face sells.'

'But I'm the pretty face,' Frank protested.

Jamia interrupted. 'But you're also the manager, pretty princess. And you need to fix that thing about Friday's show.'

'But I thought you were going to do it.'

'I don't get paid enough for that. I was only covering for you because you needed time off. But you're back, so get to work.'

'Look who's the boss now.'

'Whatever, you can see each other later.'

They didn't have any choice anyway. Frank stayed in the office for most part of the night, making calls and trying not to kill anyone. When he was over, he went outside for a well deserved cigarette, only to come back to complete chaos because one of the kitchen guys quit at the last minute, so he had to try and talk to him to convince him not to. But there was nothing he could do, other than go and help in the kitchen.

By the time they had to go home, Frank was sore as hell. When he closed the back door, Gerard was waiting for him. He went for a hug, but Frank insisted not to because he smelled like shit. 'But thanks for waiting for me,' he said, almost surprised.

'Of course.'

'You wanna come home with me?' Once home, Frank went straight to his shower, and then they tried to watch a movie, but Frank fell asleep in Gerard's arms

It was almost the same the next couple days, still one cook short, and Frank having to fill in. but at least it gave him a good view. Gerard.

He was so focused on Gerard's beauty, he wasted a whole batch of fries, and Jamia had to drag him to the office. 'What are you doing?' she asked, a little pissed off.

'What do you mean?'

'You almost burned the kitchen! Is this about your –?'

'No! No!' Frank interrupted. 'I'm fine!'

'Then it's about Gerard. I knew it.'

'What? No!' But his face gave him away.

'Don't you spend like every minute together or something? He pretty much lives with you.' Neither of them said anything for a while, but Frank looked nervous, and couldn't even look her in the eye. But she knew him well enough. 'Aw, Frankie! You're in love!'

He didn't even try to deny it.

When he looked up and met her eyes, it was obvious. 'I'm screwed, right?'

'Why? No!' she said, trying to comfort him. 'How could you not? He's the sweetest!'

'I know, right?' And then, out of nowhere, he started crying. 'I just – I've never really been in love. And it's fucking confusing, all these feelings, and I don't know what to do with them, and that makes me angry.'

Jamia walked up to him and held his head with both hands. 'What you're feeling is beautiful, and I'm so happy for you, because you deserve this kind of love. You deserve happiness.' Frank nodded at her. 'You're so lucky you found Gee, because he's the only guy you were allowed to fall for.'