Time Jump: 2 Months Later
Gerard's POV

Me and Frank had been inseparable for the past two months now. The whole summer, we've spent it together and just took time all to ourselves. We never did anything fancy, but that was fine by us as long as we were together.

We also became way more open about things that were bothering us. We wrote letters to each other all the time now, still using the supply closet to send and receive them. Most of the time it was just cute little love letters that wouldn't mean much to most people, but they meant everything to me.

Today was the day that we hit a milestone on our letter count. I had to go pick up the hundredth letter today. I was going to do it soon enough... when I actually possessed the strength to get out of bed.

Frank was currently in the music hall, supposedly trying to complete some songs he's been writing. I had asked if I could hear some of them, but all he ever replied with was 'soon enough.' I'm not sure exactly when 'soon enough' is, but hopefully not too far away. I'm eager to hear what he's working on.

Deciding it was time to stop being lazy, I got out of bed and changed into some clothes. I walked out of the room quickly to go check and see if Frank had already written a letter. Sure enough, there was a folded up piece of paper sitting in the middle of the floor.

I unfolded it to reveal the crisp letter written in dark blue ink.

Dear Gerard,
We can't do this anymore. I know you were expecting something big for this milestone, but we just can't do anything. Last night, I found the love of my life, and you just can't compare to him. He's so much more amazing than you are, and he offers so much more than you could ever give me. I'm not sorry. Goodbye.
-Frank

This letter would usually be heartbreaking to read, but luckily I had keen attention to detail.

This note was written in blue ink. Frank always wrote in green ink. This note was written sloppily. Frank always made his notes neat. This note was signed with '-Frank.' Frank always signed his notes with 'xofrnk.'

This letter was not written by Frank, which means someone was trying to ruin our relationship.

I observed the letter for a few more seconds. Suddenly, the door to the closet cracked open and I saw Frank at the door. "Oh, I'm sorry Gee! I didn't realize you were writing a letter, I'll come back later." He began to leave before I stopped him.

"Wait! Frank come look." He curiously walked over and I held up the note to him. "Someone tried to make it look like you wrote this note. Whoever did it made sure to do an awful job though. I could automatically tell that it wasn't you."

Frank skimmed over the letter cautiously, and a look of anger came over him before he spoke. "That shithead tried to ruin our relationship! Goddamn Axl, that cuts it."

"You think Axl did this?"

"I know Axl did this. I'm not sure how he found out about our letters, but he obviously tried to tear us apart. I can deal with him making my life hell, but I will not bare to watch him try and make yours miserable too."

"Frankie, does this mean we have to stop writing letters?" I asked shyly. I didn't want to stop writing letters, but if someone went this far to try and sabotage them, I don't know if we could keep on.

"Of course not, Gee. What if we just stop leaving them in the supply closet? We could hand them directly to each other while passing in the hallways and stuff. Classes are going to start back tomorrow, so when we pass each other, we can give each other letters then." He smiled reassuringly, and that made me happy, knowing that we wouldn't have to stop writing.

"Okay. That sounds good. What are we going to do about Axl, though?"

"I'll handle him, baby. Just don't worry about it. We'll be fine." He placed a soft kiss to my lips before we left the closet.

I sighed before flopping on to my bed, just looking at the ceiling. "I'm sorry if I ruined your plans to deliver the letter today," I told Frank.

"Don't apologize. Anyway, I'll just give it to you right now. I'd love to see your face when you read it." He took out a folded up piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me. I unfolded it and carefully read through the letter.

Hey Gee! If you are reading this, you probably know this is our hundredth letter. Our 50th letter is when we had our first kiss, so I was thinking maybe we could do something special for this one as well! I was wondering, would you like to go out tonight for dinner? I want it to be special for just the two of us. Love you, goodbye.
xofrnk

I folded the letter back up and placed it in my pocket. Then, I lunged myself towards Frank and wrapped him in a tight hug. "I would love to go out tonight, Frankie!"

He hugged me back, and I caught his lips in a sweet kiss. "What time are we going to go?" I asked as we pulled away.

"We can go whenever you're ready."

I smiled as the thoughts rushed into my mind. Me and Frank at a nice restaurant, not worrying about what the world thinks of us. It all sounded so appealing, and I could never dream of asking for anything more.

"Can we go to the café to eat some lunch for now?" It was getting close to noon, and my stomach was growling. Frank chuckled before nodding his head.

I grabbed my keys and slung my art bag over my shoulder. We walked out of the room and eventually reached the outdoors, heading towards the café sitting on the other side of the courtyard.

As we walked, I felt Frank's fingers brush against mine. Instinctively, I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers together. Our hands swung loosely together as we walked, and I saw a small blush form on Frank's cheeks.

I giggled a small bit. "We've been together for two whole months Frankie, and you're still blushing when I hold your hand?" He lifted his head up to look at me and I saw a small, embarrassed smile on his face.

"Don't judge me, okay? It's not my fault that you still have the ability to make my heart turn like this," he said as he gave me a small kiss on the cheek.

Sadly, this moment was interrupted by an unfamiliar voice coming behind us. "Well look who it is! The faggot himself, with his faggot of a boyfriend to suit his needs."

Frank growled as we turned around. His teeth were clenched, and his grip on my hand was getting tighter by the second. "What the fuck do you want, Axl?"

A smirk played on Axl's face before he continued to talk. "I just wanted to say hi to my good old roommate! Is there anything wrong with that, Iero? Is there any reason why I can't try to make amends and have a good old chat again?"

This is when I decided to step into the conversation. "There is absolutely something wrong with that. His faggot of a boyfriend wants you to stay the fuck away from both of us, and mind your own damn business!"

"Hey, don't you talk to me that way, you piece of shit!" Axl spat and tried to push me back, but failed miserably when I stood my ground and didn't budge. I raised an eyebrow to mock his failures, and he stared at the ground. I had clearly affected him.

Another voice soon came into the scene. "Woah, woah, woah, what's happening here?" Jimmy approached us. "I was about to head to my shift when I saw you guys out here. What's wrong?"

"These two faggots are causing trouble, so I came here to put them in their place." Jimmy looked to me in confusion, and I just shook my head as if to say he's full of shit. He clearly got the message, and he took a step toward's Axl.

"Aww are these poor people causing you trouble, sweetheart?" I smiled cheekily when I noticed what Jimmy was doing.

"Um... yeah?" Axl was slightly taken aback.

"Don't worry, I'll make it all better." He put his hand on Axl's shoulder and smiled a seductive smile. Without hesitation, he shoved his lips onto Axl's and pulled his head towards his own. I saw Frank smirking from the corner of my eye, clearly amused.

"Mph!" Axl struggled to get away, and when he did he wiped his mouth on his sleeve. He had a look of disgust on his face, before shock set in at the realization that he had just been kissed by a guy. "Ugh! You gays are so fucking repulsive! Get away from me you creeps!" With that he ran off.

"Thanks, Jimmy!" I laughed when Axl was completely gone.

"No problem, guys! That dude was being a dick anyway, so it's the least I can do. Were you about to head to the café?"

"We sure were. Gee's stomach here was growling up a storm here so we figured it would be best to grab some lunch."

"Hey! It's not my fault that I get hungry! I'm a normal human being, after all." I jokingly glared at Frank, and he just giggled.

"I know, I know Gee. I'm just playing." He kissed my cheek again and we heard an 'aww' from Jimmy.

"You guys are so cute together." I smiled a little as we all began walking to the café. "I'm guessing you'll be having your usual, Gee?"

"Yep!"

"Okay. Frank, what's it going to be for you today?"

"Same thing as Gee." Jimmy nodded and immediately got behind the counter when we entered the café.

I started fishing out my wallet, but stopped when Jimmy said, "Don't worry about it. These are on the house for you guys today."

"You sure? I really don't mind paying you, I've done it before." I chuckle a little.

"No seriously, just keep the money. It's the least I can do, after all. Just go sit down and enjoy yourself, your drinks will be out soon." He sent a reassuring smile, and me and Frank thanked him before walking to a table.

Soon enough, our drinks were out and I was slowly drinking my coffee. We didn't make too much conversation, but eventually ordered food as well. It came out shortly after, and we peacefully ate our lunch.

"So does this mean that you don't have to worry about Axl anymore?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Definitely," he laughed. "He's not going to even bother going near us if it means risking his heterosexuality." The way he worded that phrase made me laugh.

"Well that's good."

I had plans to replace Frank's old guitar that Axl smashed that one day. Frank always talked about this one white model that he had his eyes on, so I was saving up money to buy it for him. I knew he would want to give me something in return, but I wasn't going to let him do that. I wanted to do this one nice thing, just because I knew it would mean a lot to him.

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I straightened my hair and made sure to push it out of my face. Me and Frank we're getting ready to go on our date, so I was making sure I looked at least decent.

I was wearing a red collared shirt, a black vest, and a black bow tie. Frank was wearing a white collared shirt and a red necktie. When I looked at him, I couldn't help but wonder how I got so lucky. He was just so beautiful.

Apparently I was thinking out loud, because I immediately told him. "You're beautiful," I said simply, looking him in the eyes. He always had that same shine to his eyes, that look of passion that I loved so much.

"I can say the same for you, Gee." He leaned forward to place a kiss on my lips, and I happily obliged. "Now, shall we go, my love?" He announced in a cheesy way. He held out his arm, and I interlocked mine with his.

"Of course, my darling," I replied, over dramatically. He escorted me out of the room, and we were soon on our way to the restaurant.

When we got there, we didn't have to wait at all for seats. Since it was the night before classes started again, most students were out drinking at bars and stuff. This place was an Italian restaurant, so it was more formal than most college students would prefer.

Right now we were currently feasting on the bread that came out before the meal.

"A cheers to us, my dearest Gerard?" Frank asked with that same fancy-imitating voice. He held up a glass filled with water, and I raised up mine as well.

"Cheers," we both said at the same time while clinking our glasses together. Afterwards, we continued eating the bread we had until our main meals came. I had ordered some lasagna, and Frank had spaghetti.

After we finished our food, we were too full to eat dessert, so Frank payed the check and left. I insisted on splitting it with him, but he said since he was the one who asked me out, he was going to pay for it. Eventually I just stopped trying, and thanked him for being a 'gentleman.'

When we walked back into the dorm room, I immediately sat down on the bed with a content sigh. Frank sat down beside me, and looked over with a happy look on his face. "Did you enjoy it?"

"I sure did," I replied. I leaned in and kissed his lips slowly. Putting my hands on his waist, I pulled him on top of me and deepened the kiss. I instinctively began running my tongue over his bottom lip, and he parted his lips slightly.

I explored his mouth with my tongue, enjoying the taste of his tongue with mine. We eventually got into a rhythm, and continued kissing each other.

*Smut Warning: Skip the next part if you don't want to read.*

I felt his hips grind against mine, and I immediately responded with more movement, our bodies rocking together. It wasn't long before I realized how turned on I was, and Frank seemed to notice too, as he began pulling on my shirt.

I complied, pulling my shirt off of my head along with my vest and tie. After my shirt was completely off, I began to pull Frank's off as well, and he raised his arms in order to make it easier for me.

When both our chests were bare, we continued kissing, not bothering to pull away for a second. Our tongues danced in perfect harmony together.

Suddenly, a wave of confidence rushed over me. Knowing how affected Frank was by all of this, I began slowly palming him through his pants. I felt him moan softly into the kiss, and I found it very amusing.

Suddenly, I came to the realization that this wasn't enough. I wanted Frank, and I wanted all of him all at once. Slowly pulling apart, I stopped palming him. "Frankie, this is nice and all but I want all of you. Is that okay?"

"Of course it's okay babe, but are you sure you want to do this right now?" He clearly wasn't opposed to the idea, and I felt my heart go warm since he wanted to make sure it was what I wanted as well.

"I'm certain. This is what I want." I began kissing him once again, and tugging at the waistband of his pants. Kicking his shoes off, he stood up and dropped them to the floor. I stood up and did the same.

Immediately, our lips were attached, and we were back on the bed. I moved my hand to wrap around his dick, moving it up and down. Moans and whimpers emitted from his mouth, making me even more hard as it was.

"Gee... I don't know how much longer I can hold on like this." With these words, I opened the drawer in the bedside table and took out a condom and a bottle of lube.

Popping the cap open, I began covering my fingers in the lube. He had his legs spread underneath me, and I carefully pushed one finger into him. He squirmed slightly, uncomfortable at first, but I placed kissed all along his neck to calm him down.

"Are you ready for another?" I asked gently, and when he nodded, I pushed another finger in. He whimpered at the pain, but I continued placing kisses all along his neck and chest. When the pain subsided, I slowly began scissoring my fingers to stretch him.

He suddenly let out a high-pitched moan, and I knew that I had found his prostate. Continuing to stretch him, I made sure to brush against that spot many times to make it more pleasurable for him.
"Gee... I need more..." I placed a final kiss on his lips before pulling my fingers out and sitting up.

I picked up the condom from the bedside table and put it on, taking the bottle of lube and popping it open once again. I applied the appropriate amount of lube, and placed the bottle back before lining myself up against Frank. "Ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the pain that was sure to come. I slowly began pushing in, stopping when he grimaced at the discomfort. "Keep going," he finally said, so I continued to slowly push in, admiring how tight he was around me.

When I was completely in, I allowed him to adjust to the feeling, and when he was ready I pulled out. In one swift movement, I thrusted back into him, releasing a loud moan from the both of us.

I continued to move back and forth, his hips rocking with mine in a steady rhythm. I finally felt myself starting to get close, and that's when I began palming him once again.

"Ahh- fuck I'm so close," I announced. With one final movement, I came into him and he released shortly after as well. I threw my head back at the pleasure, and slowly pulled out of him.

I collapsed beside him on the bed, as we both panted for air. When I had finally caught up with reality, I slipped the condom off and tossed it into the garbage bin beside the desk. I looked over at him with a wide smile on my face, and I noticed that he too was wearing a big grin.

*Scene over*

"I love you Frankie," I said softly.

"I love you too, Gee," he replied before placing a gentle kiss on my lips.