Frank is caught off guard and his initial idea is to push Gerard away and try to keep the blood from rising to his face(whatever amount there was left in his body)while writing out that he simply didn't feel that way about Gerard... But then, that would make Frank a liar and Frank was no liar. He refused to lie to Gerard just because he had harmed him. Gerard had sincerely apologized to Frank and Frank had forgiven him, so if he brought that back up it wouldn't make him anything but a complete douche bag.
Frank is, however, wondering what to do when Gerard pulls away and shifts Frank into his lap, kissing the top of his head before sighing. Frank rests his head over the spot where he can hear Gerard's heartbeat the clearest. He didn't know why, but he loved the sound of Gerard's heartbeat. Frank let out a soft breath and closed his eyes, sniffling a little. He had been on the verge of tears because Gerard had had his legs in an uncomfortable position, but since Gerard shift him, he was feeling fine.
Frank had told himself that. That wasn't true at all, though. What had happened was Frank had been dreaming about Gerard being the person that ruined his life by doing what he did to his throat, but Frank knew that it wasn't him, that his subconscious was playing a game with his poor mind. When Frank had woken up, he had momentarily forgotten about it, but when Gerard had kissed him, Frank had remembered almost immediately after. He picks up the notebook and pen again.
'WHY DID YOU DO THAT?' Gerard reads it as he writes it, but makes no move to stop him, though he knows what's being written. He simply smiles and kisses Franks cheek.
"You heard what I said, Frank." He whispers to him, nuzzling Franks jaw slightly. "You know what I feel about you. That's why... Though I can't say that you being one of the only people to know what went on between us and giving me your sorries didn't play a part in it." He presses a kiss to the skin behind Frank's ear before continuing. "I really do care about you, Frankie... More than I did Bert... But I barely know you and you I, so why should you feel anything back?" Frank moves to write, but Gerard grabs his hand. "You shouldn't. You should hate me. I know you do. I'm just some douche who fucked over your life, am I right?" Frank's head moves left to right. No. Gerard knows better than that. He gives a weak laugh and rests his cheek on top of Frank head, breathing deeply. Frank smells like smoke still.
"You hate me and you know it, Frank..." Frank shakes his head and turns away from Gerard, writing hastily. Gerard sighs and rubs Frank's knee softly, waiting for him to finish. When the notebook is presented to him, he reads it aloud.
"'I could never hate you. Of course you did awful things. Everyone does. Your awful things may be more extreme, but that doesn't mean that no one's done worse. Hell, I'm sure plenty of people have done worse. To be honest, you probably saved my skin by taking me in like this. I'm glad I'm here. I'm glad I'm with you.'" Gerard's voice catches slightly on the last word before he goes on. "'I'm glad you're the one that I protected to get in here and I'm definitely glad that you're the person who's holding me right now.'" As Gerard finishes, he looks at Frank, who quickly wraps his arms around Gerard's neck and kisses him, moving back to put a knee on either side of Gerard's hips.
Gerard's eyes close and he rests his hands on Frank's hips, loving the feeling of Frank's mouth on his. He lets his lips part when he feels Frank's tongue darting out every so often. But when Frank's tongue is actually in Gerard's mouth, he's nothing if not turned on by the way that Frank's tongue slides easily over his before pulling out.
"Frank." Gerard tries to say around his lips. "Mmph, Frankie..." He pulls back and his lips work their way from Frank's jaw to his neck, kissing all along it to find Frank's soft spot. When he does, Frank shivers and his hands go up into Gerard's hair, which feels even better as Gerard works on sucking and biting a mark into the skin.
Frank makes a breathy noise that sounds similar to what would have been 'Gerard' if he could speak. But Frank couldn't, so it came out as 'herarr', but Gerard knew what it was supposed to be all the same. Gerard knows that Frank would be moaning Gerard's name if he could, which works fine for him, but he knows that he has to stop, because if Gerard were to get carried away, then things that he didn't want to happen yet would happen right there on the bed of Billie Joe's medical room. Gerard knew Billie Joe enough that he wouldn't let him hear the end of it for roughly four or five months. Which was too long. Gerard wanted things to go smoothly from then on. So he had to pull away from Frank's neck(but he was still satisfied with the blood he had brought to the surface of the skin) and settle for light kisses against Frank's soft lips.
"Frankie..." Frank presses a soft kiss to Gerard's ear, encouraging him to go on. "sit next to me..." Frank moves his legs from either side of Gerard's waist so that he's half-sitting in Gerard's lap. Gerard wouldn't be ashamed to admit that he had pulled Frank closer so that when Gerard laid down, Frank was laying half on him. Frank doesn't care, though, because he does care about Gerard. He's come to grips with that fact.
As they're lying in a comfortable silence that conceals Gerard playing with Frank's hair, occasionally stealing a kiss or two from Frank's lips, Frank begins to reach for the notebook and pen. He takes his time, writing the words in a graffiti style before shaking his head and trying the words in different styles and fonts before settling on his own handwriting.
'I CARE ABOUT YOU, GERARD .<3' Gerard smiles and kisses Frank's temple as Frank's eyes slip shut and he lets out soft snores, indicating to Gerard that he was asleep. Gerard supposed he would have to get used to the heart at the end.
