Frank's POV

"Leo?" I call, running through our apartment. " Have you seen my-" I splutter and the breath sticks in my throat. Leo is standing there, his shirt off, and staring at me. I let my eyes drift down his well-defined abs.

"Um.. Frank?" He asks "What's the matter? Are you okay?"

" I- Um, yep all fine here" I say in a strangled voice, dammit Frank act natural for God's sake. " Have you seen my green hoodie?"

" Yeah, I think Hazel has it, why?" Leo responds, still with his shirt off for goodness's sake

" Oh I just wondered where it was." I say, heart racing.

The thought of Hazel, my girlfriend snaps me back to reality. I shouldn't be lusting over other guys! I don't even like guys! I've seen him shirtless before, so why is this particular time affecting me so much. Then again, Leo has really bulked out since last time, and he's definitely grown up a bit. I was probably just shocked at his change. That's all. Obviously. No other reason. With that, I straighten my shoulders and step out of the room.

Leo's POV

Well.. That was weird. Frank just walked into the room where I was changing, and started freaking out. I know I'm ugly, but I'm not that disgusting. He has seen me shirtless before, I don't get what the fuss is. He left really quickly. He's probably gone to go and laugh with Hazel or one of the others about me. I wish he didn't find me so gross. It hurts. The crushes I have on Hazel and Frank are different to crushes I've had before. With Calypso, it was just something I felt I had to do. I was relief when we broke up. With a boy from when I was younger, we just fooled around. It was the kind of stage nearly every bi person has. You fool around with your female friends, your male friends, your non-binary friends. It never leads anywhere, but it's fun. But with Hazel and Frank, I wanted something more. I wanted flowers and moonlight kisses. I wanted someone ( or two someones) to have my back in a fight, I wanted someone to hug when I was scared. I would never get that, of course, but it didn't hurt to dream. I would have to be content with a smile here and there or a few glances.