Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a backup plan. If, by the time they both reached their thirtieth year, they hadn't found someone to marry, they'd marry each other. They have thirty three days left. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.

Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even a little more in the process. Nothing good could come out of this situation, or so Gerard thought. But a certain boy with converse and a lip piercing would beg to differ. (Ok I suck at writing intros. The story will be better, I promise...)