Gerard's POV. Right now, I was grinning like a maniac

Right now, I was grinning like a maniac. I'm pretty sure I was scaring the poor girl I was about to tattoo. It was her first tattoo and I there I was grinning like I was about to enjoy inflicting pain on her. But I couldn't stop smiling. My heart couldn't stop racing. And every time I caught a glimpse of Frank, my heart sped up even more. When he caught me looking at him he'd wink. I wasn't sure if he'd told anyone that we were together, but none of the co-workers had been talking about it, so I'm guessing that he hasn't told anyone about us. Maybe he doesn't want to tell anyone unless it's super necessary.

Once I'd tattooed the girl, I went outside for a much needed smoke break. Half way through my cigarette, the back door of the parlor opened and out walked Frank with a massive grin on his face.

"Excuse me Sir, but you do have a light?" he asked in a very bad English accent, a cigarette between his lips. I chuckled, reaching out and grabbing the cigarette before putting it between my lips. I clicked my fingers and the cigarette was lit. I handed it back to Frank who proceeded to puff on it.

"So," Frank said, moving to sit on my lap. "Has anything exciting happened today?" he asked casually.

"Oh, well I told this fantastic guy that I love him. And it left me grinning all day. And I had to tattoo this girl who probably thought I was some murderer with the way that I was smiling. And now, I want to scream it to the world that I'm in love with this guy, but I don't want everyone in the workplace gossiping about it," I said, making Frank giggle.

"Well you know, I think that the guy you love agrees. He doesn't want everyone in there talking about it either. So maybe we can just wait to tell them. And if they find out, then maybe we can pretend that we forgot to tell them or some shit. Erica will believe us," Frank replied, making me grin.

"God, I just want to hold you on my lap all day and not let you go," I said.

"You know I'd let you. But we can't. You've got a client in half an hour and Erica's finishing up with a client and will be finished any minute," Frank voiced. "And after that, she'll come outside for a smoke," Frank said.

"Well we'll just have to hurry up and kiss then, won't we?" I replied, making him grin as he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I held onto the back of his head so that he wouldn't pull away too quickly, as I let my lips massage his in a gentle kiss. After I pulled away, Frank let his face linger in front of mine for a few seconds, so I kissed the tip of his nose, making him smile.

"I liked that," he said.

"What, the whole kissing thing? Yeah, I liked it too," I replied, making him giggle.

"No, I liked you kissing my nose. It was cute and it made me feel special," he said. "Here, I'll show you," he said, moving in and kissing my nose, sending a tingling sensation throughout my whole body and causing goosebumps to appear on my skin.

"It is good. We'll have to kiss one another's noses more often. But not when we have a cold. That could prove to be a bit nasty," I pointed out, making him giggle as we heard the back door open. Erica walked out, just like Frank had earlier predicted as she lit up a cigarette.

"It's so busy in there today!" she exclaimed. Frank and I nodded. "Why're you both grinning like that? It's freaking me out!" she exclaimed.

"We were just joking around a minute ago, that's all," Frank replied.

"Oh. Can I know the joke?" she asked.

"Well, it's the kind of joke only gay guys would get," Frank informed her.

"Oh. Ok. So anyway, Gerard. I was wondering where you got your pants. They're so awesome and compliment your body so well," Erica said.

"Thanks. Uh, I got them back home in Jersey from some women's clothes shop," I informed her as I felt something touch me where I shouldn't be touched. I quickly snapped my head down and noticed Frank subtly palming me through my pants. I leaned into his ear. I couldn't get hard at work, let alone in front of Erica. "Not now. Later," I whispered into his ear, making him stop and look at me.

"Really?" he asked me, making Erica look at us funny. She hadn't heard what I'd whispered to Frank, so naturally being the nosy person that she is, she wanted to know everything.

"Mhmm," I said, placing a hand on his thigh. "After we come back home from the costume party we will," I told him. Hinting to him that the costume party was actually us being superheroes. I think he got the hint.

"Are you sure?" he asked. "I mean we only just -- the drug has only just been legalized, he said, using metaphors which translated to 'the relationship has only just been made official'. Erica was probably thinking 'What the fuck?' right now.

"Very sure. Unless you don't want to," I replied to him, stubbing my cigarette out against the wall behind us. Frank was grinning as he also stubbed his cigarette out, before getting off my lap and standing up.

"We'll discuss that later then," he said, walking back into the tattoo parlor. I figured I'd better get moving too. I had a client shortly.

"I didn't know Frank did drugs," Erica said.

"What do you think tobacco is?" I asked her. "Besides, we don't do anything illegal, so just don't worry or gossip about it, ok?" I said to her. She nodded in reply, and I stood up and went back into the tattoo parlor.