Gee and I sat together on my couch, watching a movie late at night on that Saturday. My arm was around his shoulders as a blanket covered our laps. The movie finished up and the two of us just sat talking. It was dark around us, the only light coming from the glow of the tv as the credits rolled.

"Why were your parents bad that made you move out?" Gee asked.

"They were really homophobic, they hate that I'm gay," I stated. "I didn't want to live in a home where I wasn't accepted."

Gee leaned closer to me, his head resting on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he said softly.

"Hey, don't you worry about it," I brushed off. "Beautiful boys like you shouldn't feel sad."

He looked down. "I'm not beautiful."

I held his chin gently, tilting his head up to look at me.

"Baby, you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen," I whispered.

He stared at me with wide eyes. Suddenly, I felt his lips press against mine softly. I felt sparks go through me, my stomach flipping with butterflies. He pulled away suddenly, his lip quivering and eyes filling with tears.

"I-I'm sorry," he squeaked. "I shouldn't have done that, I'm--"

"Hey--"

"I'm sorry," he interrupted. "I should go."

He stood up, hurrying down the stairs. I followed behind him, grabbing his arm.

"Gee, wait," I said.

He cried, shaking his head as he pulled away from me.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you," he cried.

He grabbed his shoes in his hand, hurrying out my door and slamming it behind him. I went to open the door but found that it was jammed from how hard Gee shut it. By the time I got it opened, I couldn't see Gee anywhere. I ran upstairs, grabbing my keys before coming back and running outside. I jumped into my car, driving in the direction towards Gee's house.

I drove the distance from my house to his and back. I was sure I would see him on the way but he wasn't anywhere. I felt myself begin to panic. Every time I tried to call him, it went straight to voicemail. I finally drove back to my house, seeing him sitting on the curb outside. I jumped out and ran over to him.

"Gee!" I shouted.

He cried, looking away from me.

"Don't run away like that, you scared me," I said softly.

I grabbed his face in both my hands, crashing my lips against his. When I pulled away, Gee was looking at me in shock.

"R-really?" He squeaked.

I smiled and nodded, running a hand through his hair.

"C'mon, let's go back inside and I'll make you some hot chocolate," I said.

I helped him up to his feet, wrapping an arm around his waist as I lead him back up to my apartment.

"I-I'm sorry for running," Gee cried. "I was scared and I thought you'd hate me."

"Baby, I'd never hate you," I denied. "You scared me half to death when I couldn't find you."

"I'm sorry," Gee whispered.

I gave him a soft kiss and a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about that now, Princess, you're safe and that's all that matters."

Gee nodded, sitting at the breakfast bar while I made hot chocolate.

"Why'd you come back here?" I asked.

I looked over and saw him blush. "I was gonna run home but I-I forgot the way so I got scared I would get lost and came back here but you were gone."

"Why didn't you answer your phone, beautiful?" I asked.

"I-I was in such a hurry I left my phone here," he replied.

I mixed the hot water with the powder, mixing it together in the white mugs. I sat beside him and handed him one.

"Please just...if you're ever scared I want you to come to me, not run away from me," I said.

He nodded slowly and I smiled. I kissed the side of his head, seeing the soft blush that washed over his chubby cheeks. He looked up at me, his hazel eyes sparkling.

"Thank you for not yelling at me," he said softly.

"I would never," I promised, holding up my pinky.

Gee smiled, wrapping his pinky with mine. I kissed his hand and he wrapped his arms around me in a hug. We brought our mugs to the couch as I flicked the lights back off, turning on a new movie. The two of us cuddled under a blanket, drinking our hot chocolates.

"I've been here for almost three weeks already," he said.

I smiled and nodded, kissing his forehead.

"What college are you going to?" Gee asked.

"Pratt Institute," I answered.

Gee looked up at me in shock. "Really?"

I smiled and nodded.

"That's a really good school," he mumbled, looking down.

"Baby, why aren't you going to college?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Didn't get accepted."

"Why not?" I asked. "You're so smart, baby."

"I miss too much school because of my mom, don't get very good grades because of that," Gee mumbled.

I sighed, giving him a soft kiss. His lips formed a small smile as I hugged him close to me.

"You're so perfect," I whispered.

His arms hugged me tight as he hummed in content.

"Happy, Princess?" I asked.

He nodded and I smiled, petting his hair gently.

"So, d-does this mean we're dating?" Gee asked nervously.

"I'd hope so," I said. "If you'd let me have the honor of being your boyfriend."

He nodded his head and I smiled, kissing his forehead. We drank hot chocolate, watching the movie that was previously neglected. I felt so warm. Like there was nothing that could ruin our perfect little bubble.

I loved being able to sit here with him. Loved the feeling of Gee in my arms, his warmth radiating off of him. I've never been so content in my life. I looked down at his pale skin and long black hair. His pretty hazel eyes were lit up from the glow of the tv. His cheeks were slightly pink and his small hands were wrapped around the mug of hot chocolate. My eyes roamed over his clean arms, void of any sort of bruise or cut. Thankfully, since he's been here more often he has been getting hurt less. He also seems happier more often.

I kissed the side of his head, smiling happily. My heart did a little flip, my stomach twisting when he smiled up at me. God, he's so pretty. I loved that damn smile so much.

"Why are you staring, Frankie?" He asked with a small smile.

"Well, I can't help it. I'm an artist, when I see a masterpiece I can't help but stare," I replied.

Gee blushed as he looked up at me. "You think I'm pretty?"

"You're the prettiest, most beautiful boy in the entire world," I said, "And that's the least interesting thing about you."

He giggled, snuggling even closer to me as he put his hot chocolate down. I pulled him up into my lap, wrapping my arms around him. I could feel his chubby tummy poking out slightly and I smiled.

"Perfect," I whispered.

Gee buried his face into the crook of my neck. I smiled, rubbing his back.

"I've never had a boyfriend before," he mumbled.

I smiled, running my hand through his hair.

"Glad to be your first," I said.

"Am I your first boyfriend?" He asked quietly.

I sighed quietly, looking down. "No, baby, you're not."

"Oh," Gee mumbled sadly.

"Don't think about that, baby," I dismissed. "None of them have ever meant anything compared to you."

He nodded softly, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"I really like you, beautiful," I said.

"I really like you too," Gee repeated.

He leaned back, looking up at me with a smile. I caressed his cheek gently, pressing my lips against his. I could feel him smiling into the kiss as I pulled his body closer.

I pulled away slightly, kissing the tip of his nose. My hand rubbed his back gently and he smiled.

"Tired yet?" I asked.

He gave a small smile and nodded.

"Alright, finish up your hot chocolate and we can go cuddle in bed," I said.

He nodded, picking up his mug with both hands and taking a drink. My phone started ringing and I set Gee down onto the couch, picking up the device as I stood up, stepping into the kitchen to answer.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Dude, do you wanna go to a party?" Brendon asked.

"Right now?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's up at Pete's place," he said.

"I'm with Gee right now," I said.

"Well, he can come too," Brendon said.

"That's not really his kind of thing," I said quietly, looking over to where he was happily sipping his hot chocolate and watching tv. "You know Gee, he gets scared easily, especially around lots of people who are drinking."

"Alright, fine," Brendon said. "But you better be at the next one, Iero."

I laughed, looking down at my feet.

"Trust me, I'll be there," I promised.

We hung up and I went back over to him.

"Who was that, Frankie?" He asked, looking at me with curious eyes.

"Just Brendon," I replied.

"What'd he want?" He asked.

I smiled, wrapping an arm around him.

"He was inviting me to a party tonight," I said. "But I said no because I'm here with you."

"Oh," Gee muttered, looking down sadly. "You don't have to stay behind because of me, you can go have fun if you want."

"Baby, I would much rather be here with the cutest boy in the world than out at that party," I stated.

"R-Really?" He asked.

"Of course," I confirmed.

He smiled, leaning his head on my chest.

"I sleepy, Frankie," Gee mumbled.

I smiled at how cute he was, turning off the tv. I picked him up, biting my lip at the weight as I carried him to the bedroom. I set him down on the bed, getting in beside him and I felt him snuggle up against me.

"Frankie, you make me so happy," Gee mumbled sleepily.

I smiled, kissing his forehead.

"You make me happy too, beautiful," I whispered.