Sugar Cube

Written for: Frerard Contest!!

Word Count: 1,285

Prompt: Homophobia

“You homophobic son of a bitch! I hate you! I fuckin’ hate you,” I yelled at my father, slamming my bedroom door with my back. I slid down and hit the floor. Tears were seeping from my tightly shut eyes. I had come out to my father and he lashed out at me.

Frankie was left with a broken nose and broken feelings.

Gerard wanted to put him back together and keep him safe. After all Frank is his sugar cube.