And Though You Try To Save Me

Gerard crutches his way around the room, gawking at all of the posters around Franks room. He was amazed at how much they both had in common. As he walked around the room he asked, almost voiceless,
"Do you like all of these? It is amazing. I do too." He finally stopped at a Misfits poster and turned to face Frank. Frank was nearly shaking, and Gerard pouted. He hated seeing his new friend like this. He walked over, the kids hazel eyes avoiding the others hazel eyes. He knew that their relationship was romantic, they had established that sort of earlier. Or at least flirting. Gerard smirked as he walked over, knowing Frank couldn't see it. It was as if Frank didn't even realize he was coming. Gerard was at least a few inches away from Frank, almost touching, and Frank hadn't moved a muscle. Gerard smirked yet again and whispered,
"Hey." Frank jumped almost immediately. He looked up, and Gerard and him were face to face. Gerard knew normally he would have backed away, it being anyone else, but he liked this. Franks breathing became hitched, and he leaned up a little more, his lips ghosting Gerard's. Gerard froze a little, then leaned forward himself. He pressed his lips to Franks, and he nearly melted. It was quick and simple, and Gerard liked that. When they pulled away, Frank had a tear sliding down his cheek. Gerard frowned a little, and despite being on a crutch, he wiped the tear away.
"Are you ok?" Gerard whispered, worried he had crossed the line. Frank bit his lip, and leaned forward again. This time, Frank kissed a little longer, and his tears dampened Gerards cheek. Franks arms snaked their way around Gerard, and Gerard placed his hands on Franks hips.
Gerard knew this felt right, and he loved it.