Gerard walked into the skatepark, holding out the little bouquet of flowers. Frank was so shocked his skateboard hit a crack and he fell on his face.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" Gerard asked, quickly running over.
Frank nodded, wiping the dirt off his knees.
"That was embarrassing," he said with a small chuckle, a blush on his cheeks.
Gerard helped Frank up, giving him the flowers. They sat together under a tree in the corner of the empty park. Frank looked at the flowers, smiling softly. Gerard cupped his cheek, turning him to face him. He pressed his lips against his, tangling his hand into his hair. Frank whimpered, kissing back desperately. Gerard pulled away slowly, a huge smile on his face.
"Th-that was really nice," Frank whispered.
Gerard grinned, kissing his cheek.
"B-but I don't want to just kiss as friends or anything, I want to be together if we're gonna do this" Frank said.
"Alright, will you be my boyfriend then?" He asked.
Frank nodded, blushing profusely.
"Good, I'm really glad that you accepted," Gerard said. "Because I really like kissing you."
Gerard gave him another soft kiss before sitting back against the tree.
"You're so cute," he said, wrapping an arm around Frank.
"Gerard, I don't want to be awkward anymore," Frank stated. "I want to be comfortable and not nervous around you."
"Is there anything I could do to help that?" Gerard asked.
"Um, I-I don't really know if there is, I've never really been in a real relationship before," Frank said. "I mean, we're just starting off but, like, I really hope that this works out because I really do like you."
"I really like you too," he said. "I know that I'm a really straight forward guy, sometimes that can be a little much for some people. I can try to back off, I know my personality can be a little big sometimes."
"Maybe that would help," he said. "But I don't want you to have to change yourself at all. You are who you are and I like you for who you are."
"I'll try to tone down my personality a little bit, though," he said. "I know it's big and obnoxious sometimes. And, I'll be honest, I like to see you squirm sometimes so I'll stop doing that. I know that was a dickish move but I honestly just think that you're just so cute."
"You made me squirm on purpose?" Frank said and he lightly hit Gerard's shoulder. "Yeah, that was a dick move."
Gerard chuckled, glad that Frank seemed to be more relaxed around him and even joking around a little.
"I'm sorry, I really am," he said. "You're just so beautiful, Frank, and maybe I wasn't really thinking things through completely the whole time. All I knew was that I liked you a lot and I did some stuff that were probably really stupid, like making you nervous."
"That was maybe a little bit stupid but I guess it's okay," he said. "Just as long as you don't do it anymore. I don't think I look cute when I'm all embarrassed."
"You always look so cute," Gerard said. "Don't worry about ever not looking cute because you always look cute."
Frank blushed, looking down.
"And I will try to tone down my personality," gerard said. "My brother says that my personality can be suffocating and I understand."
"It isn't suffocating," Frank denied. "It's maybe, just, a little bit different or something."
"Different is one word for it," he said. "Come on, it's okay. I know that I can be a little bit much at times."
"Okay, maybe a little bit," Frank agreed.
Gerard smiled and kissed his cheek. He pulled out his phone, taking a picture of the two of them together.
"There we go, just so I always have memory of this moment when we first became a couple," he said. "Maybe I'll even set it as my new phone background, that would be so cute."
Gerard set the photo as his background, laying his head on Frank's shoulder.
"You like the flowers?" He asked and Frank nodded. "I wasn't sure what kind you liked but I think lilies are really pretty so I got those for you."
"Lily is probably one of my favorite flowers," Frank said.
"Good, I'm glad that I was able to get that right," he said. "I would have gotten you roses but I thought that maybe it would be too cliche."
"I think the lilies are perfect," Frank said. "My mom and I used to live in an old apartment that was a little bigger because she still had a bit of money from my dad from the divorce, it used to be the one that they lived in together. They thought they were having a girl because my...you-know-what wasn't seen and they painted lilies all over the walls of my nursery. I grew up in the lily nursery for the first three years of my life before we couldn't afford the apartment anymore. I loved that room so much. Sometimes I still miss it. I actually had a door."
Gerard looked at Frank in admiration. This is the most he's ever talked without stuttering. Frank had a soft, dreamy smile on his face as he remembered the old room.
"You lived there until you were three?" Gerard asked.
Frank nodded. "My mom got some money from the divorce but my dad made the most of our salary. My mom had to pick up more shifts at her jobs. And then more jobs. I was mostly taken care of by our neighbor a floor down while she was working. Eventually we couldn't afford to live there anymore and we moved to the place we've got now."
"Where's your mom work?" He asked.
"She works as a waitress at two different restaurants and then she always works at a small store nearby," he said.
"And how is working at the Dairy Queen?" Gerard asked.
"Oh, it is the best," Frank said. "Usually Jamia and I get the same shifts so we just like to mess around a lot. Plus, I get half off on everything and then even seventy-five percent off a cake on my birthday."
"Oh, wow, that's a pretty good deal," he said.
"Yeah, it's nice because before we could never buy cakes for my birthday so my mom would just make one but now we get once that's ice cream and decorated and super awesome and only a little bit more than a homemade box cake," Frank said.
"It's really nice being able to have an easy conversation with you when you're not stuttering," Gerard said. "Don't get me wrong, it is adorable but this is nice too. What is the best kind of cake to buy at Dairy Queen?"
"My favorite is the oreo blizzard cake," he said. "It is to die for, too bad you missed my birthday two months ago. Since it's on Halloween, I also get a special Halloween cake. This year they decorated a round cake as a giant spider web. Last year it had this cool black cat on it."
"Halloween birthday?" Gerard asked. "That is sick."
"Jamia says that maybe it makes me the antichrist," Frank laughed. "I just wish that it would give me powers or something."
Gerard smiled, holding Frank's hand.
"Why don't you teach me how to skate?" Gerard asked.
Frank nodded and stood up, grabbing his board. The two went to the pavement and Gerard stepped on the board nervously, holding onto Frank's shoulders. It wobbled underneath him, making him shake nervous even more.
"Shit, I'm gonna fall," Gerard said.
"I've got you," Frank stated.
Frank's nervous, shaky hands reached out, holding onto Gerard's hips.
"Okay, now just push yourself forward," Frank instructed.
"No, I can't, I'm gonna fall," Gerard denied.
Frank pushed Gerard, making him wobble and gasp. He held out his arms, trying to keep his balance.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck ,fuck," he muttered. "Stop me. Stop me. How in the fucking hell do I stop this thing?"
Frank caught up with Gerard and held his hips to stop him.
"Okay, maybe we can do something other than skateboarding because I am really not good at it," Gerard said. "We can go and make out in the back of my car."
Frank blushed and nodded, biting his lip. Gerard took his hand, bringing him back to the empty parking lot.
"Where should I put my board?" Frank asked awkwardly.
"You can just toss it into the passenger seat," Gerard said.
Frank put his board there before he was pulled into the backseat by Gerard. Their lips locked and Frank was tense for a moment before relaxing into the kiss. Gerard tangled his hand into Frank's hair, the other around his waist to pull him closer. Frank whimpered and after about ten minutes he pulled away.
"Maybe we should stop," he panted.
Gerard looked down, surprised to see the bulge in his jeans. Frank turned away in embarrassment, going to get out of the car when Gerard stopped him.
"I can help you with that if you want," he offered. "Ever gotten a blowjob before?"
Frank shook his head.
"Are you saying no you don't want me to help you or no you've never gotten a blowjob?" Gerard asked.
"I-I've never gotten a-a blowjob," Frank stuttered.
"Want one?" Gerard asked.
Frank's face was nearly as red as Gerard's hair at this point as he looked down.
"N-no," he said. "Maybe I should go."
"Do you want to go?" Gerard asked.
"Not really but I'm just really embarrassed right now," Frank said. "I mean, we barely did anything and I popped a fucking boner. I didn't mean to do this but I just barely have any fucking control because I'm really just not all that experienced and I didn't want this to happen and I didn't expect it and--"
"Frankie, it's okay," Gerard interrupted. "You don't have to be embarrassed in front of me. I think it's actually kinda cute."
"It is not cute that I got a fucking premature boner," Frank denied. "God, this is the most embarrassing first date ever."
"That time at your house was out first date, remember? This makes this our second date," Gerard stated. "So it doesn't have to be an embarrassing first date. It can be an embarrassing second date but we all know that the first dates are more important so this isn't really that big of a deal."
"How do you always know the right things to say?" Frank asked. "Do you have a genius brain or something?"
"I'm no genius but I guess I just have good people skills," he said. "Come on, Frankie, it's seriously okay. You wanna know my first date?"
Frank bit his lip before he nodded.
"Okay, so, imagine me back in seventh grade. I'll paint you a picture: chubby, short brown hair, acne, chipmunk cheeks," Gerard said, making Frank chuckle. "Okay, so, I was with a girl at the movies and I was confident back then but not nearly as confident or as popular back then as I am now. She was one of the popular girls at school, the queen bee. She was so out of my league. She had blonde hair and was taller than me and skinny and, well, she was the first in our grade to get breasts.
"Anyways, I finally mustered up the courage to ask her out on a date and she agreed, I'm not sure why because trust me I was not very good looking and I was just a big nerd. But that's besides the point, I'm trailing off because it's embarrassing. My dad drove us to the movies and we went to see some superhero movie. We sat at the back and, well, I was not experienced. At all. I had never even kissed anyone. I didn't know that she was the exact opposite.
"She started kissing me during the movie but I wanted to see the movie so bad that I wasn't really paying attention to her. But then she started to get annoyed that I wasn't responding so she put her hand on my thigh and rubbed it a little. It was barely anything but I fucking came in my jeans and then the next day everyone at school laughed at me."
"That's so sad," Frank said.
Gerard shrugged. "I've sort of just stopped being embarrassed by things after that. I kind of just think to myself 'is it really worth getting upset over?' and if it's not then I don't make a big deal of it, it doesn't matter."
Frank nodded, looking down at the problem that was still evident in his pants.
"It's your decision, you don't have to be embarrassed by it if you don't want to," he said. "And we can do whatever you want to do. You can go to the bathroom, I can help you, I can take you home. Whatever you want, we'll do."
"Can I just go home?" Frank asked.
Gerard nodded, giving him a soft kiss before he dropped him off back at home.