Fluff & smut oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey, MCR comfort)

#79 Frerard (fluff)

Frank's pov

I barged through the door as everyone inside jumped, panting heavily. "Gerard!" I shouted, throwing all my things on a chair as I ran up to him. "Sir please calm down, the patient has to rest." A nurse asked politely, gently pushing me away. I looked down as I nodded, my body shaking as I regained my composure. Mikey patted my shoulder as I opened my eyes, taking in a deep breath. "I'll let you two be alone okay?" He whispered as I thanked him, dismissing everyone away. I gritted my teeth as I sat down beside him, holding his hand in mine. He fluttered his eyes weakly as he turned to face me. "Why.. why didn't you tell me?!" I asked, trying not to raise my voice as tears rushed to my eyes. "I'm sorry.. I-I didn't want to worry you.." "Didn't want to worry me? You are literally going to die soon if you can't afford treatment and didn't even say anything. I had to find out through Mikey, and he said it by accident. Do you have any idea how much you mean to me?" I sobbed, squeezing his hand tightly. He whimpered as I squeezed it, letting go of him immediately. I sniffled as I clenched my fists, resting them on my thighs. Tears streamed down my face as we sat in complete silence, the sound of Gerard awkwardly rolling it face the other side filling the room. "You can't even look at me in the eyes? Goddamnit Gerard, fucking hell. You know what, I'll just do you a favour and go. Take care." I mumbled in a low tone.

Gerard's pov

I gulped as I just fidgeted with the sheets below me. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I wanted him to stay, but I also didn't want him to worry either. I could hear him let out a small sigh before getting up to leave, not even glancing at me or grabbing his stuff before leaving. Mikey tried to grab him and ask if he was alright as he left the room, but he never once stopped walking. I could feel my chest tighten as I watched him walk away, regretting not saying anything. I looked down as I saw Ray, my best friend, arrive. Him and Mikey talked for a moment before Ray nodded and entered my room, trying to seem cheerful. "Heyy, how you doing? You okay?" He asked, sitting down next to me. I shook my head as I looked down at Frank's stuff, pointing at it. "Oh.. you told him? Where is he?" "I..I don't know. I think he left, and it's all my fault," I burst into tears, covering my face with my palms. "Don't say that.. I'm sure it was just a lot for him to take in. He'll be back," "It's not just that.. I wasn't even the one who told him. Mikey accidentally told him and he rushed all the way here just to see me, but I couldn't even bring myself to tell him how sorry I am. I just- I didn't want him to worry. I want him back. I regret everything," I wailed, feeling Ray wrap his arms around me comfortingly.

Frank's pov

I stood outside the hospital, smoking a cigarette as I looked up at the sky. I still couldn't believe Gerard's cancer got so bad that he was probably going to die eventually if he didn't get the help he needed soon. I sighed as I pictured Ray in the room with him, and he was probably telling him how much of an asshole boyfriend I was for walking out like that. Although I absolutely despise Ray, part of me hopes he takes care of him better than I could ever. Hell, I couldn't even bring myself to comfort him and nearly lashed out at him. I groaned as I didn't even realized I'd finished the cigarette, dropping it on the ground and stepping on it before walking back into the hospital.

-the next day-

I was startled when Ray tapped on my shoulder. "Hey man, I know you said to quit bothering you but Gerard really misses you. He hasn't woken up yet, but he will soon. It'd be nice if you surprised him. He thought you left, but I figured you wouldn't want me to tell him you'd just been sitting outside his room the entire night." "Don't worry about it. I'll see him soon." I said, but he just went quiet. "Um.. he wanted to me give you this if I ran into you since he thought you left. It's my handwriting cause he feels too weak to write, so um.. yeah. You should read it." He hesitated, passing me a small folded note. I opened it as I read it, "Dear Frank, I don't know if you'll receive this or not, but I am sorry. I wish I told you sooner and I wish I had the courage to stop you when you left. I just didn't want to worry you. I don't suppose you'll want to, but I really want to see you soon. I don't know when I'll sleep for the last time and not wake up, and I want to see you even just once more. Again, I'm sorry. I love you." I could feel my heart drop as the sound of nurses rolling trolley tables and commotion rang in my ears. "He.. he said this?" "Well I mean yeah-" "I need to see him right now," my heart raced, pushing him out of the way as I ran into the room.

"Gerard.. Gerard please.." I begged, my voice shaky and soft. "Huh.. F-Frank? Is that you?" "I'm so sorry my love. I was just angry you didn't tell me that you could die soon if you didn't get treatment. I didn't leave last night, I just couldn't bring myself to accept it and have been sitting outside your room the entire time. You can ask Ray. Look, I paid for it okay? I told them to do whatever they needed to save you, just please.. please don't give up on me.." I cried, gripping the edge of his bed while trying my best to keep my voice stable. He didn't say anything and just smiled, putting his hand over mine. "Frank," he called, his fingers brushing my chin to look up. We locked eyes as I stood up, bitting my tongue while leaning in close to his face to hear him better. He chuckled as he wiped my tears, cupping my face as he pulled me down for a kiss. I supported the back of his head as I kissed him back, our fingers entwining. He blushed as we pulled away, "Thank you.. but how did you pay for it?" "I..uh.." I paused. "Don't worry about it." "Frank.." "Just focus on getting better now okay?" He pouted as I patted his head, kissing his cheek. "I love you so much Gerard, and I'll stay with you as long as you want me to." "I love you too, Frank."