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Frank's POV. "Frank, why are you sitting in the dark?" he asked me.




"Frank, why are you sitting in the dark?" he asked me.

"Because..." I trailed off. "And before you say anything, I just want to say how sorry I am. Today was the second worst day of my life. The first worst day was when you rejected me once I'd revealed myself to you. I felt worthless and stupid. I felt like I wasn't good enough for you. And today, I felt the same way. After you walked away from me last night, it made me feel like I wasn't good enough for you. And I'm not trying to blame this on you, so please don't think that. I'm just sorry for being an idiot and making you get pissed off with me," I apologized. I'd rehearsed everything I was gonna tell him while he was out superheroing with Mikey.

He moved closer and closer until he reached the couch I was sitting on. He sat down next to me and looked at me. We could see one another's faces now in the moonlight pouring in the window.

"It's fine. But please, can you get it drilled into your head that I love you and will always love you and will never stop loving you for whatever reason?" Gerard requested. I giggled.

"Yeah. I'm sorry. I was a dumbass last night. And I was a dumbass at work today, avoiding you. I couldn't even bring myself to jack off today," I said.

"It's ok, I forgive you," he replied.

"Good. Cause I got you something," I said to him.

"Oh?" he asked. I giggled. "Can I get a kiss before you give me whatever it is that you want to give me?" he asked. I giggled once more and noticed he was smiling as I moved forward and pressed my lips to his. Relief washed over me. Last night's tears and the fact that I'd cried so much today that I couldn't cry anymore were all forgotten. Gerard held me close as our lips continued to mingle. One of his hands caressed my cheek, before he pulled away and lightly pecked my nose, making me momentarily close my eyes and grin.

"You want your present now?" I asked him.

"You didn't have to get me anything Frank," Gerard said.

"Pfft. I know. But I wanted to. Cause next week, we're not gonna be together," I pointed out. "Now stay here while I get you your present," I directed him. I rushed off to the bedroom where I picked up a shiny black shopping bag. I returned to the living room with it and handed the bag to Gerard. Immediately, he pulled the item inside the black bag out into the open. He held it into the moonlight and tried to see what it was, failing. I giggled as I turned on the corner lamp, light immediately illuminating the room.

"Oh my god," Gerard said, looking at my present, awestuck. "You got me a vibrator," he stated, a massive grin on his face.

"Yeah, I figured that since you can't have me inside you, we can talk on the phone while you use that. I even bought some batteries for it and everything," I said excitedly, about to get up and go and get the batteries I bought him. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back down onto the couch... well half on the couch. The other half of me was on him.

"The batteries can wait. I want to make you feel loved right now," he told me, his eyes drooping down to my lips and awful lot. I understood what he meant. He wanted make up sex.

I always found make up sex to be the best thing ever. We'd been deprived of any affection and were both filled with hurt all day. So we just desperately needed to feel some affection. We yearned for it. Well, I certainly yearned for it.

I threw myself on top of Gerard, our lips slamming together. He held me close to him for a little bit as we continued to make out. However after a little while, I found myself being picked up by him as he stood up. I thought he was gonna walk me to the bedroom, you know, where the lube and condoms were, but instead he knelt down on the floor and laid us both down, me underneath him. He wanted to have sex on the living room floor?

"You want to have sex on the living room floor?" I asked him, pulling my lips away from his. He just smirked.

"Be right back," he spoke, getting up off the floor and walking off to the bedroom.

"Is that a yes?" I called out to him.

"Just make yourself useful and undress yourself. I will be right back," he told me.

Shrugging, I slowly began to remove my clothes. I'd gotten my shirt, socks and belt off by the time he came back. He was already naked and was carrying some lube and a condom in his hands. He was also already a little hard. He laid back down on top of me, kissing my neck.

"I am going to prove to you for once and for all that I love you and you're just gonna lay there and enjoy yourself," he told me. I raised my eyebrows at him. Did this mean he was gonna ride me? He'd never done that before. I found it such a turn on. I pulled his face towards mine as I began another make out session, his hands going to the button and zip on my jeans. I couldn't wait to do this.


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