Frank's hands were laid flat on Gerard's chest, one on each side. He curled his fingers up every so often and then straightened them out again. Frank closed his eyes, cherishing the feeling of Gerard's warm skin pressed against his. This was the moment he had always been waiting for, the feeling he had dreamed of. He was no longer jealous of Lynz or depressed, he was content, and in that moment all of his problems completely melted away.
Gerard held him tighter, pulling him closer until Frank's hips pressed into his. Gerard had lost a lot of weight since middle school and his frame fit perfectly with Frank's bone structure, now that they were both skinnier. Frank had a frail and breakable appearance whereas Gerard had a stocky build and thick bones, but they still fit perfectly like two jagged puzzle pieces.
Gerard tenderly traced circles on Frank's back, looking at the ceiling and how the dust floated through the light of the sun setting through the window. Frank noticed all these things that he had never paid attention to before, including how much he really loved Gerard. It was extraordinarily beautiful this evening, but then again, everything was more beautiful this evening. Outside, the wind blew through the trees and the grass and the evening birds sang their songs for the world to hear. He realized that there were things he knew about Gerard that no one else knew; where he was ticklish, what his favorite book was, his favorite chapter of his favorite book, even his favorite sentence. He knew more about Gerard than he even knew about himself. After a while of thinking Frank drifted off to sleep, Gerard still holding him close, protecting him.