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Frank was sitting on the couch. He was more, like, slouching, really. He was mindlessly flipping through the channels on TV. Of course nothing was on, though. TV sucked! Gerard entered the room. Well, he sort of froze at the door. He had no idea why, but, for some reason, the sight of Frank on the couch had a weird effect on him. He had this weird feeling in his stomach, and he felt . . . Nervous? What the hell? His brain felt a little fried, and he wasn't thinking. He was, suddenly, just doing. He slowly approached Frank on the couch. Frank was a little confused by the way Gerard was acting, but he just looked at him, without saying anything. Gerard took the remote from Frank, and turned off the TV, before discarding it. He slowly leaned over Frank, with one hand on either side of Frank's thighs. Gerard could see Frank swallow hard. The next thing he knew, Gerard was gently nibbling Frank's lower lip. Frank momentarily closed his eyes, and softly sighed. Then their eyes were locked once again. Frank pulled Gerard closer, by the hips, so that Gerard was straddling his lap. Gerard pecked at Frank's lips once again, and Frank flung his arms around Gerard's neck, pulling him even closer. Gerard slipped his tongue out to collide with Frank's. Frank moaned softly, and Gerard ran his hands up Frank's sides, under his shirt. Frank's skin felt so soft under his fingertips. They were too lost in the moment to realize someone had entered, but quickly parted when Mikey cleared his throat. Gerard and Frank just froze, blushing, panting and blinking. They didn't know what to say. "I turn my back for, like, ten minutes, and you two immediately start having fun without me!" Mikey exclaimed, grinning. Gerard and Frank looked at each other, and knew they were thinking the exact same thing. They got up and walked over to Mikey. They embraced in a kind of loose group hug, then Gerard pecked Mikey on the lips, before Frank did the same. Mikey looked a little confused. Gerard and Frank then chuckled at him, before locking eyes and leaving the room. Mikey watched them leave, with a weird look of slight shock on his face, before shrugging and flopping down on the couch, phone in hand, ready to pursue his addiction to Twitter.

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