Gay Oneshots

Couples Therapy (Frank/Matt)

Matt and Frank had another argument. Frank threw plates across the room at his boyfriend but Matt dodged the plates.

"That's it! We are going to couples therapy!", Matt yelled loudly.

"Hell no! I'm not going to fucking couples therapy! So good luck trying to drag me over there!"

"Frank do want this? Do really want our relationship to fall apart? Do you?"

Frank licked his lips and sighed. "No", he muttered.

"Good. I'm going to call and make us an appointment", Matt said walking away from Frank.

He walked over to his bedroom and made the appointment. Matt could hear Frank cleaning up the shattered plates.

Frank cleaned up and came into the bedroom where he found Matt fast asleep. He closed the door and left the apartment. He didn't want to go to couples therapy but he didn't want his relationship with Matt to fall apart. He loved Matt dearly. He didn't show up until later that night. Matt was in the kitchen pouring himself water when he heard Frank walk inside the apartment. Frank looked at Matt.

"The appointment is at 10 am tomorrow", Matt told him.

Hearing that angered Frank. "10 am? Are kidding me Matt? Why couldn't you pick like 2 fucking pm? You should know me by now, I hate getting up in the morning".

"Well excuse me Frank for wanting to make an appointment! You are sleeping on the couch tonight!", Matt yelled as he walked over to his room.

"I have to get my clothes!".

"Fine get them and get out!", Matt yelled slamming the bedroom door hard.

Frank rolled his eyes. He walked into the bedroom too and grabbed his pajamas and a thick blanket before walking out of the bedroom. Frank slept on the couch.

Matt woke up at 8:30 in the morning and showered. He got dressed and went over to the kitchen and made coffee. Matt went over to the couch and told Frank to get up. Frank groaned at his response.

"Frank get up!", Matt yelled.

"No, I want to sleep in".

"We have to be at the appointment in 30 minutes so get up and get dressed. I made coffee".

"I'll get up in 15 minutes".

"No, get up now! I'm not saying it again! If you go back to sleep I'm throwing you off the damn couch!", shouted Matt.

This time Frank listened to him and got up. He groaned and rubbed his face. Matt went back to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.

Frank got dressed and combed his hair nicely. When he was ready. They left the house. They got into the car and Frank started the car up. They made it to the appointment. Matt took his cane out of his pocket and unfolded it. They both got out of the car and walked inside the building. They waited in the waiting room. shortly afterward they were called in. They sat close together on the couch. The therapist sat across from them.

"How long is this going to take?", Frank asked bluntly.

"Frank don't be rude".

Frank grunted at him.

The therapist looked at them and asked them both," So I take you guys are fighting a lot."

"We are fighting all the time", Matt told her.

Frank rolled his eyes.

"Matt, how does Frank anger you?"

"I hate it when I ask him to do something and he says he will but he never gets it done".