Frank Iero was a fairly successful YouTuber. He had an abundance of subscribers, a collection of good quality videos, and a boyfriend he met at a YouTube event.

That would explain why he was sat kindergarten style on his bedroom floor next to a boy with slightly shaggy black hair and eyeliner good enough to challenge Pete Wentz himself.

"Hey guys!" Frank smiled brightly, waving at the camera his mother had bought him.

"This, as you probably know, is Gerard," Frank gestured to the boy next to him, who waved slightly. "You guys demanded we do 'The Boyfriend Tag,' so that's exactly what we'll do."

"So, basically, there's a set of questions here that we have to ask each other. Whoever answers the most questions correctly is the better boyfriend," Gerard explained to the device, feeling a bit strange taking to a camera as opposed to actual viewers. Even after almost two years of making YouTube videos, he still felt peculiar talking to the device.

"But there's a twist," Frank said, to Gerard's horror, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Loser has to eat some of this."

He pulled a jar of ghost pepper hot sauce from behind his back, holding it in front of the camera.

"Lovely," Gerard sighed, shaking his head at his boyfriend.

"Alrighty, Gerard is gonna ask first," Frank giggled, handing the laptop with the questions to Gerard.

"What is your boyfriend's favorite show?"

Frank scrunched his face in concentration, before jumping up.

"It's Doctor Who!" Frank practically shouted, smiling broadly.

Gerard sighed and nodded, a "damn it" barely audible under his breath.

Frank, still grinning, snatched the laptop from the taller boy.

"What's your boyfriend's favorite thing to do in his spare time?"

Gerard let out a slightly forced giggle and looked at the bed, earning a "Gerard" from Frank and a pillow to the face.

"What, I'm only being honest," he raised his hands in mock innocence.

"Yeah, but we're recording a video," Frank whined, hitting Gerard again.

"I'm right though, aren't I?"

Frank cleared his throat and handed the laptop back to Gerard, not answering his question.

"That's a yes," Gerard smirked. "What's your boyfriend's favorite drink?"

"Coffee," Frank answered, no hesitation.

"You get all the easy ones," Gerard whined.

"Yeah, because it wasn't easy to figure out that fucking you is one of my favorite things to do in my spare time," Frank mocked.

Gerard's lips pulled into a smirk.

Frank froze.

"I just admitted it, didn't I?" Frank looked up.

Gerard just nodded and laughed.

"Y'know, I think that's all for this video," Frank started, turning back toward the camera.

"But we've only answered-" Gerard started, but was cut off by a meaningful look from Frank that the viewers would definitely translate.

"That's all for now. Maybe we'll answer more questions on Gerard's channel. Link in the description," Frank rushed, turning off the camera and turning toward his boyfriend.

And, fuck, did his boyfriend look really good right now.