Book Wørm (Frank Iero AU)

I'll Keep You In My Pocket

"Good morning, princess" I hear Frank's deeper than usual morning voice say.
I roll over on the white fluffy comforter to look him in the eyes. "Good morning, Frankie" there's bath towels and pillows scattered everywhere, empty bottles of liquor on the night stands, the comforter is half off the bed, and there's silverware all over the floor.
"Last night..did we.." I brush my hand through my messy hair.
"Four times" he laughs.
"Four times?!" I ask, shocked.
"Hey, I couldn't keep you off of me" he sits up and shakes out his equally as messed up hair.
"I love you" he randomly changes the atmosphere to seriousness.
"I love you more" I smile.
"No, I love you more" he rolls over on top of me.
"No! I love you more!" I playfully yell into his face, inches from mine.
"Marry me" he waits for me to answer as he straddles me. I'm speechless for a moment.
"Frank, are you serious?" My eyes start watering.
He smiles and nods his head. "I don't know how official it'll be, but if it's official to us, that's all that matters"
I pull him into me, kissing his cheek over and over.
"I'll marry you, Frank Anthony Iero Jr"
"And I'll marry you, Chance Abbot"

After kissing and talking ridiculously cute to each other, showering, getting ready and dressed in old clothes, we both leave to go shopping, but first, breakfast, or well..lunch.
The waitress brings our food, staring at the two of us, then smiles.
"Are you two together?"
"Just engaged" I smile excitedly.
"He loves you with all his heart, I just thought I'd let you know. A blind man could see it." Frank giggles and looks down, fixing his napkin.
I blush a little bit, "you two are so sweet together" she smiles sweetly.
"Aw, thank you" I answer, feeling the most complete I have in awhile.

The stores are crazy expensive, but Frank assures me I can get whatever I want, something I'm not used to. I try on a lot of clothes, and get a lot, stepping out of the dressing room to show Frank every time, though he isn't much help because he says everything looks beautiful.
The second store, Frank got a lot of jeans, but I made a comment about how they need to be able to be taken off easily, then placed my hands on his buckle and he pulled me into the dressing room, where employees had to break into after we two showed a little too much PDA. Frank never really did care about where he did that sort of stuff.

The third store on The Shore was all about bands, and Frank went crazy in there. He must have gotten ten shirts, plus a leather jacket, converse, and a jean jacket.
As we both were making our way up the boardwalk to the hotel, I saw a photo booth, and made Frank stop, even though he wasn't into it.
"Alright, come in" he opens his arms for me as he stands in the booth but I just peek my head in, "I just want pictures of you!!" I laugh. He rolls his eyes, "no, come on, I don't even know what to do!" He giggles but I put five dollars in and he takes four 'I really don't want to be here right now, but I'm doing this because I love you' pictures in the booth. The first one he wasn't ready for, so it was only of his chin. The second one was him sticking his tongue out, trying to be more silly but staying his usual 'dark' self. The third one was just him staring into the camera, and the fourth was him blinking with his head turned, about to tell me that he ran out of poses.
I had hardly noticed until looking at the pictures, but his hair grew a lot since we first started going out. His hair was nearly to his shoulders now, where before it was hardly passed his nose.
He steps out of the booth, holding the strip of photos that I peeked in on while they were being taken.
"Why did you want these?" He laughs.
"I'll keep them in my pocket. Incase one day if I'm not with you and I miss you, I'll look at them, I'll keep you in my pocket"
"But I'm always gonna be with you" he kisses me and then grabs my hand, walking me to the hotel to drop off our stuff.
We decide to go down to the beach, so we change into our new bathing suits, leave all our new clothes at the hotel, and walk down by the water.
It's nearly summer, and also nearly sunset, so it isn't crazy hot, but it isn't cold either, it's another one of those 'just right' temperatures.
"Mrs. Iero" he teases me. "Yes?" I laugh, sitting with me legs crossed on the sand just where the water hits, staring at Frank. "How do you want to make more money?" He asks casually. "Casino?" I smirk.
"I like the sound of that."