Saying that Anthony was feeling down would be a huge understatement. He fell on his bed in a loud thud. His feelings were deeply hurt.

Gerard had kissed Frank. He had willingly put his lips on Frank's, fully sober.

That made Anthony's heart squeeze in his chest, because the only time Gerard had kissed him or implied anything about being more than friends was when Gerard was completely drunk.

Anthony was afraid that he would never hear Gerard tell him anything like that again when sober.

He felt like crying. What was he doing wrong? Why didn't Gerard love him back? What could he possibly do to change that? Anthony was willing to do anything to win Gerard back, even the craziest things.

Maybe he wasn't putting enough effort in it. After all, Frank had pretty much opened his heart to Gerard by showing him the hill.

In fact, the more Anthony thought about that fact, the odder it appeared to him. Was Frank willing to go that far to ruin Anthony's relationship with Gerard? That was low of him, very low.

But anyway, Gerard had kissed him. It was all about Gerard, not about Frank.

Anthony clenched his fists around the sheets, holding back his tears, which he managed to do until his eyes were so watery that a single blink was enough to make tears roll down his cheeks.
If Gerard prefered Frank, then maybe it was time for him to give up...

...No. He couldn't let Frank win, he would rather die.

Frank didn't truly love Gerard. Frank could never make Gerard happy, fucking cheater and liar like he was. Anthony knew him, he was his twin brother after all.

That's what Anthony liked to think.

Frank wasn't made for long term relationships, he would eventually grow tired of Gerard, even if he stated the opposite. He wasn't even hiding that he was still chasing other people as well as Gerard and if the two ever got together, Frank would cheat on him.

Actually it wouldn't be the first time that happened, and it always ended the same : tears and broken hearts, but never for Frank.

That wasn't fair and it only made Anthony despise Frank more. Who could do that to someone they're supposed to love, other than a despicable player? He wanted to spare Gerard from that pain.

Anthony loved the redhead with all his heart, and he decided that he would show it to him the most delicate and romantic way. He was going to make Gerard flush with love and happiness.

And what a better date to do that than Valentine's day? That's it.
That was when Anthony would tell him. He just had to be patient until then.

But how? How to tell someone you love them? For his previous boyfriends and girlfriends, it had been kind of spontaneous, but now it seemed infinitely more complicated.

The more he thought about it, the more clueless Anthony was. Maybe he could make a grand gesture, like ask him out in the cafeteria in front of everyone?

No, reserved like he was, Gerard would surely prefer something more private, more personal. Plus, Anthony wasn't sure he and Gerard both could cope with so much pressure.

Anthony's eyes wandered across his room, looking for some sort of answer, until his gaze landed on something.

The drawing of the purple rose Gerard had drawn for him a while ago that Anthony had put on one of his walls.

Gerard was like a rose.
He was precious and beautiful, but he had spikes and was very delicate and breakable. That's why he must be handled cautiously and taken care of as such.

An idea popped into Anthony's head. It wasn't the best, it wasn't original, but it was romantic enough. It could work.
Now all Anthony had to do was wait.

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It was winter break and Christmas was coming. Gerard woke up this 25 of December to see with wonderment that it was snowing.

He checked his phone and saw texts from Frank, Anthony, Ray, Brendon, and even Pete wishing him a Merry Christmas. Gerard bit back a smile and replied to all of them, thanking them and wishing them back.

The sight of Frank's message, obviously including a smirking emoji, made him think about the kiss they had shared.

Gerard ran his tongue on his lower lip and imagined what he was apparently getting himself into. He started getting a little bit worried.

Let's say that Frank was... hedonic to say the least. Considering his own experience, Gerard didn't want to have that kind of relationship for now but it seemed that it was what Frank was aming for.

Gerard didn't regret the kiss, but he knew Frank would want more, so he decided that he'd try and keep a reasonable distance with Frank.

He started wondering if accepting the kiss was a mistake. Now he just wanted to withdraw.

Gerard brushed these thoughts off and went in Mikey's bedroom. He shook his younger brother awake. "Mikes, it's snowing !"

"Ugh, what? Where?" Mikey yawned.

Gerard giggled. "Outside, silly !"

Mikey reached for his glasses and put on his big fluffy unicorn slippers. Gerard would probably have to make Mikey get over his slight obsession with unicorns, but now wasn't the time.

Gerard dragged his little brother still in his batman pyjamas outside in the snow, when himself was still in his skeleton kigurumi.

"G-Gerard I'm- c-cold... I d-don't ha-ve a f-f-freakin' onesie..."

Mikey's teeth were indeed chattering and he reckoned it was wise to get back inside to dress more warmly.

Gerard stayed outside and enjoyed the snow. Cold was beginning to pass through the thick material he was wearing - but he didn't care.

He took a deep breath of fresh air.
Damn it feels good...

Snow was flabbily coming down from the scattered grey clouds, falling on the lawn, on his hair and his eyelashes.

Gerard was surrounded by a white carpet. He decided to put his hood on not to have his hair soaked. Gerard looked up at the pale blue sky stained with clouds.

Mikey arrived wrapped in far too many layers to be counted, and took a handful of snow. He threw it at a thoughtful Gerard, making him gasp in surprise.

"Damnit ! This is war !"

Gerard made a snowball and aimed for Mikey's chest. His brother made more balls and threw them as fast as he could while Gerard tried to protect himself the best he could.

"Hey that's not fair, you have gloves on !"

"Not my fault if you didn't take any."

Gerard made a ball and thew it. It landed right on Mikey's face, and his glasses fell off. Mikey held his face and Gerard gasped. Oh shit, what the fuck did I just do??

He ran to his brother, unable to see his face. "Mikey are you okay? I'm so sorry, I-"

He was cut by the laughter coming from his brother. Or maybe he was crying? No he was definitely laughing.
"Wha-"

Mikey took his hands off and tackled Gerard down in the snow, and pinned him down, laughing his ass off.

"That's not funny, I was worried !" Gerard scolded.

"Hey, it does hurt like hell, but I'm not a crybaby." Mikey bragged.

He straddled Gerard's hips to immobilize him, and took Gerard's hood off.

"Mikey, w-what are you doing?"

"Revenge."

Mikey took in his gloved hand a generous amount of snow and put it in Gerard's hood, then put the hood back before Gerard got the chance to do anything.

"Mik- Aaaah, Mikey what the hell?!" Gerard said, snow covering his face.

Mikey got off Gerard, bursting in laughter as he saw his elder brother squirming to get the snow out. It was even worse for Gerard who was only wearing boxers under his kigurumi.

"It's in my back ! It's in my baaack !!" Gerard wiggled.

Mikey was laughing so hard it almost hurt. Gerard took snow and splattered it on his face, making him stop right away. Gerard was the one laughing now.

Mikey exaggerated a pout and pushed him back on the ground, and Gerard grasped his skinny leggs to make him fall along. They were now rolling in the snow, trying to overpower oneanother and laughing hysterically about it.

"Hey, slow down, I lost my glasses. I can barely see anything!" Mikey managed to utter between two fits of laughter.

Gerard stopped and sat up. They were both on the floor, covered in snow like two kids.

"Dont worry, I'll help you find them."

They layed on the garden's ground next to each other, letting snow coat them. Mikey spread his legs and arms and moved them to make a snow angel, and Gerard imitated him. Both were giggling at how pure and childish this was.

Then they went inside to open their presents, and they got just what they had wanted.

Both of them ended up stuck in bed with a cold and fever for the following days but they really didn't care, because it had been a good Christmas.

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Now the real question is : what do we call Gerard/Anthony? I was thinking about Geranthony or Antherard idk lmao
I'll let you comment your ideas ->