Frank's POV

Letter 130
Hey, Gee! We're almost a quarter of the way through our last year of college already! How do you feel about that? It seems like time goes by so fast. Anyway, I love you, and I'm excited to see you again.
xofrnk

That looked like a good enough letter, so I folded it up and put it down on Gerard's desk. Today was Saturday, and Gerard was out drinking coffee with Lindsey. I decided to sleep in, so right now was the first time I had been awake today.

A knock came to the door and I groaned. Who could possibly want to be here at this time of the day?

Of course, I thought to myself when I opened the door and saw Axl standing there. He was chewing his nails and pacing back and forth, clearly still fucked up in the head.

He turned to look at me when he finally noticed I had opened the door. "Frank! Hey! How's it going old buddy? I just... needed to ask a favor of you."

"What the fuck do you want now, Axl? You can't just come up to my room and expect me to just cooperate. Why can't you just get out of my life?"

"Please just listen, Frank! I won't be long!"

"Okay. I'm listening. Go ahead!"

"I need some money. Not too much, just enough to get me through. Think you can spare me a few bucks?"

"I would be able to spare you a few bucks if you weren't going to blow it off on drugs," I replied smartly.

"Why would you assume that about me? I'm not all that bad Frank! You've lived with me for three years! You know that! Never once did I use drugs! You know that? Right?" He was now panicking, but I didn't care.

"Oh for fucks sake, Axl! The signs are all right there. You're jittery, anxious, paranoid, and your pupils are enlarged. What other signs do I need to add in order to get the point across to you that I can see you're clearly on drugs?"

"Agh!" He screamed out in frustration. "Why can't you just listen to me, you stubborn little bastard?" He screamed, slamming his fist against the wall.

"Aggression."

"What?"

"Aggression. Another sign that you're on drugs. Just give up Axl, I'm not giving you anything."

"Damn, you! Always got to ruin my life!" Before I knew what was happening, Axl's fist collided with my face and I fell back into my room. I felt around my face and soon noticed that my nose was bleeding.

"What the fuck is happening here?" I heard someone yell from down the hallway. I recognized it to be Bert's voice, and I was thankful that someone just witnessed that.

"This bitch owes me money, and he's not paying up!" Axl lied. Bert looked over to me and I quickly shook my head to deny the accusations.

"Oh yeah? I've got some money in my room, want me to go get it for you?" Bert directed just question towards Axl.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I don't care who gives me the money, I just need it."

"Okay, follow me." When Axl took a step forward, Bert immediately shoved him to the ground and landed multiple punches to his face. Meanwhile, I was still trying to prevent my nose from completely bleeding out.

"What the hell?" Axl said before standing up again and backing away.

"Get out. Leave. Go back to your own dorm." Axl stood there, sort of shocked. When he didn't make any attempt to move, Bert raised his voice. "Get out!" And Axl quickly scurried away from the hall.

Grunting, I finally got up. "Thanks, Bert. I wish Axl would just get the fuck off of my trail."

"No problem, Frank. If he bothers you anymore, just tell me. I'll deal with him."

Bert went back to his room and so I went back to mine. I grabbed some tissues and started aiding my bloodied nose. When I looked in the mirror, I saw that my face was pretty much covered in red. It wouldn't be unnoticeable, but that was alright. I'm sure Gerard would understand.

Speaking of him, he walked in as soon as I thought that. He immediately gasped and came running towards me. "Frankie, what happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm okay baby, don't worry about me. Axl came by and tried to ask me for drug money, and when I refused he did this. But I'm alright. Bert dealt with him afterwards."

"I'm so sorry, Frankie." He gave me a hug and kissed the top of my head, which to be honest, made me feel a lot better. "Do you need anything?"

"No, I'm fine Gee. The bleeding is almost done now, but thank you." He handed me the garbage bin and I threw all my used tissues into it.

"Here, come with me." Before I could ask where he was taking me, he dragged me out of the room and down the stairs. We eventually reached the bathroom, and he motioned for me to step towards the sink.

"What are you doing, Gee?" I asked as he took a washcloth and started running it under the water.

"Look in the mirror, Frankie. Your face is covered in blood. If we don't clean it up now, it's going to dry, so it's better to do it now rather than wait."

I looked into the mirror and he was in fact correct. Blood was still covering the space between by nose and my lips. "I appreciate that, but why didn't you just let me take care of it myself?"

"Because I felt like being helpful." He gave me a small smile before raising the cloth to my face and dabbing it over the bloodied spots. I shivered at the immediate coldness of the water, which made him giggle. "Sorry. I tried to get it warm, but they don't really want us to have warm water in this dorm for some reason."

"That's true. The showers are way too fucking cold here. I can't wait till we live on our own so we can take all the warm showers we want." He nodded in agreement before finally finishing with the cloth and setting it down on the sink.

"There. Good as new." He gave me a quick kiss before rinsing the wash cloth off and leading me back to the room.

When we got back to the room, he went to his desk and picked up the note I left him. I observed as he read through the note, the way his eyes darted along the paper. He kept a small smile on his face until the very end, where his smile grew into a larger one. Afterwards, he folded the paper and placed it in his drawer, where he kept all the other notes.

He stood back up off his chair and walked towards me, and he soon began kissing me. I kissed back with just as much passion, bringing my hands to wrap around his neck. His hands rested against my hips as I backed him up against the wall.

I felt his lips part, him brushing his tongue against my lips. I parted them slowly to allow him entrance, and felt a moan slip through as our tongues met each other.

I loved moments like these. Our lips moved slowly together, fitting against one another perfectly. The kiss became even more heated very quickly.

*Smut Warning*

I soon moved my hands down to his waist and broke away from the kiss. Picking a spot on his neck, I attached my lips and began sucking softly on the skin, intending to leave a mark. I heard him whisper softly, which didn't help my 'situation' at all.

When I had decided it was enough, I detached my lips and began kissing him roughly once again. I felt him tugging on my shirt, so I raised my arms for him to pull it off me. I signaled for him to do the same, and he obliged.

We continued sloppily kissing each other, before I started tugging on his jeans. He got the message, and fumbled to unbutton them. I helped him out, not breaking the kiss once.

When they were loose, I pulled his jeans down and sunk to my knees. I immediately took him in all at once, wrapping my hands around him as I moved my tongue around.

"Frank-" he moaned out as I ran my tongue over the tip. As I continued moving my tongue around, I felt him grip my hair firmly and pull on it has he let out whimpers and moans.

"Frank I'm close-" he stated, breaking off into a moan. I immediately rose back up and pulled my jeans off, bringing him with me to the bed.

I took out the lube and a condom from the bedside table, popping open the bottle of lube. I put some onto my fingers before laying down on top of Gerard, our bare chests resting against each other. I kissed him gently before pushing one finger into him.

When he was ready, I added another. He hissed at the pain but soon relaxed when I kissed him again. "It's okay baby, you're doing so good," I reassured him.

I slowly moved my fingers around, stretching him while kissing him softly. He moaned into the kiss, signaling that I found his prostate. I moved against that spot once more to find out, and sure enough, he whimpered at the touch.

I continued stretching him, making sure to brush against his prostate every opportunity I had. Eventually I added a third finger, just to make sure he was completely fine.

"Frank... come on..." he pleaded for more. Eventually I pulled out and grabbed the condom, putting it on before adding lube. When I was done, I lined myself up with him.

"Ready?" I asked to make sure. He nodded quickly, proving that he was very eager. I slowly pushed in, kissing him whenever he reacted the pain.

He took a moment to adjust before speaking. "Okay, more. I'm ready." I pushed in, trying to make it as quick as possible, while also being careful.

To help ease the pain, I planted soft kisses all over his chest. When I was pushed in all the way, I gave time to adjust to the feeling. He nodded when he was finally ready.

I slowly pulled out and pushed back into him, kissing him as he reacted. Finally, when I pushed into him, I felt him moan into my mouth.

"Right there Frank-" I continued to push into him, hitting that spot every time. A moan escaped my lips as I heard him whimper my name. The things he said always had an effect on me, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

I continued thrusting into him, while wrapping my hand around his dick. We created a steady rhythm, with me pushing into him and pumping my hand with each thrust.

"Frank I'm so close," he said, moans spilling out everywhere.

When he was finally there, he cried out my name and spilled onto my hand. Hearing the sounds that came from him was enough to shoot me over the edge, and I eventually came too.

I collapsed onto his chest and allowed myself some moments to breath. When I was down from my high, I pulled out of him and tossed the condom into the trash.

*Scene over*

I eventually rolled over and laid down beside him, turning over to where we were facing each other. I smiled, and he smiled back.

"You're so beautiful, Gee," I complemented. I saw a small shade of red come over his cheeks. It made me happy that even small complements could still make him blush.

He didn't say anything back, but rather he moved closer to me until he was snuggled against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled the sheets over us.

"So is the plan here to just sit and snuggle until we feel like getting up?" Gerard giggles against me.

"Seems like it. Unless you have something else in mind. In which case, I don't care because this is what I want to do." I laughed before pulling him closer to me.

"That's fine with me. I Couldn't dream of a better way to spend the day," he sighed. "I love you, Frankie."

"I love you too, Gee."