Hey I actually stopped writing and went to bed! I feel proud of myself 

Gerard's pov  

I placed the coffee beans into the coffee brewer and turned it on, waiting for Frank to enter the room. He didn't, I started to worry but decided to finish my coffee before I go find him. "Frank! Your coffee is done!" I waited for a response, eventually he finally came downstairs "hey what took you so long?" I asked "oh I just was getting dressed" he replied, I didn't believe him for a second but nodded anyway and handed him his coffee "thanks" he said.  

We decided to go for a walk to kill some time, just things like strolling through the park and eventually buying some ice cream. We sat down on a nearby bench and watched the ducks. "Hey uh Gerard?" Frank said breaking the silence "what's up Frankie?" I asked, "uh why have you been acting differently?" he asked "what do you mean?" I said slowly moving my hand to his "W-well uh er...nevermind" he looked at the ground, I held his hand and looked into his eyes "you know you can tell me anything, I won't judge you in anyway I could never" I said softly, his breathing started to become faster and tears started to form and run down his cheeks "shit no no don't cry Frank it's okay I'm here shh" I hugged him and he placed his head into my shoulder and bursted into tears, I rubbed circles into his back and tried my best to comfort him. He got my shirt wet but I couldn't give a shit, Franks more important than my top right now. His breathing started to slow down and the crying slowly stopped, all that crying made him hiccup and it was so adorable. "Please tell me what's wrong Frank" I stared into his eyes that are now red and puffy from all that crying. 

He hesitated but eventually blurted out "Gerard I-" 

Frank's pov 

God I feel so stupid crying in front of Gerard, he probably thinks I'm pathetic, even if someway he was gay he wouldn't want to date me now, god I'm such a cry baby. 

Well there's not hurt in telling him now, I mean I've already fucked up so I can't make it worse. 

I scanned his face looking for any sign of disgust or judgement, but I didn't find any I just found worry and sympathy well here goes nothing... 

"Gerard I-" he held my hand tighter 

"Gerard I'm gay" I couldn't look into his eyes anymore, the ground seems so interesting now, I noticed that I started to shake, god the silence was killing him. 

He 100% hates me now

I felt his hands on my cheeks and I felt my cheeks blush real bad. 

"hey look at me" He whispered 

I lifted my head slowly to look into his eyes. Suprisingly there was zero hate or disgust in his eyes, "Frank there's nothing wrong with that, you don't need to ashamed of that" He said hugging me again, I didn't cry this time but smiled and hugged him back, it felt amazing he was so soft and cuddly. I didn't want that hug to end but it did after a while. "You know Frankie, I'm not the straightest person ethier" He said, making my eyes widen "But you've been with lots of girls and no boys" I said, "It's finding that right boy for me, I want the first boy I date to be special, I've only dated girls so I didn't look gay, back then I was never confident with my sexuality so I dated girls just to hide it" He confessed, I smiled at that, a really big smile too, showing my teeth, that made him smile to. "You know Frank I think I've already found the right boy" he said, that kind of hurt me inside but I didn't show it "really? who?" I asked 

"You"

And then he kissed me.....