Frank is perfectly happy with his boring, day-by-day job at Starbucks, serving randoms and regulars. He's perfectly happy with seeing Gerard-the chubby, shy man who is either there all day drawing or gone by ten a.m.-every day, and he's perfectly happy to take his order-a double-whip non-fat with soy-and tell his coworkers to make it.
Gerard has a crush. He knows nothing about the guy, only that his name is Frank, he's really short, he has beautiful eyes and he dreads his hair. He also plays guitar, from what Gerard can understand about Frank griping about his band's shit performance once in a while and how he popped a string and didn't have any back-ups. Gerard is okay with liking someone he knows nothing about. Gerard is not, however, okay when he stays late one day and sees Frank get all blushy when some guy in dick-shades comes to pick Frank up.
And he's definitely not okay when Frank soon starts to show up with bruises and starts to inch away from everyone-especially Gerard.