This is for Raven bc she's sick rn. Feel better bb 💖💖💖💖💖
It was 6:45 on a Friday morning and Frank Iero could not, for the life of him, reach over to shut his alarm clock off.
First off, he wasn't even sure where exactly it was. He was too dizzy to see straight, and every time he opened his eyes he felt like he was on some sort of acid trip.
Secondly, if he moved, he just knew he was going to puke his internal organs out on the floor. He could feel it. He could also feel his face steadily burning a hole through his pillow, but he couldn't do anything about it.
So he just laid there, the alarm succeeding in pissing him off more than anything else had in his entire fucking life. But he couldn't move, so he was forced to deal with it. Luckily, his mother came in, slamming her hand down on the clock and glaring at her son.
Then she noticed his flushed and sweating face, and she began to worry slightly. She checked his temperature with her hand, gasping at how warm he was.
"Frank, sit up, we gotta get you some medicine."
So Frank did his best to take the medicine. His mother managed to bring his fever down from 104 to 100, and she told him to lay back down and get some rest. Frank didn't argue.
Frank woke up an hour later, recognizing the owner of the long, black hair which sat in front of him. He lamely attempted to sit up, but he didn't get very far. His movement attracted the attention of his boyfriend, who pushed him back down onto the bed.
"Gerard? What're you doing here?" Frank mumbled.
"Your mom told me you were sick, so I skipped school to come take care of you. Now lay down and get some rest."
Frank made another attempt to sit up. Gerard rolled his eyes and helped him.
"I feel gross. I wanna take a shower," Frank muttered.
Gerard sighed.
"Okay. If you need any help or you feel like you're gonna get sick or something, call me in there okay?"
Frank nodded and Gerard kissed his forehead. They went their separate ways, Frank to the shower and Gerard to the kitchen to make some soup.
Frank stripped down and was immediately hit with the cold air. He felt goosebumps rise all over his body, and he quickly turned on the hot water. He stood under it, letting it get to all of his freezing body. As the steam began to become noticeable on the mirror and in the air, Frank washed his hair.
However, something in his body didn't like that, and he immediately felt his head go light. He put his hand on the wall, knocking over one of the shampoo bottles that stood on the little ledge his shower provided. He carefully sat down, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.
There was a frantic knock at the door.
"Frank! Frank, are you okay?"
"Yeah," Frank called weakly.
Frank felt the cool air rush in as Gerard opened the door.
"Do you need any help?"
Frank thought for a second. He didn't want to have Gerard have to help him. That would make him seem weak. However, he didn't mind seeing his boyfriend naked and being close to said boyfriend.
Frank nodded and Gerard started to undress. Frank watched from behind the curtain, and if he wasn't sick as fuck he probably would've been aroused at the situation.
Gerard pushed the shower curtain aside, stepping in carefully. He looked at Frank and blushed when he saw that he had been staring at him.
"Alright, pervert. Can you stand up?"
Frank shook his head. He could probably stand, with some help, but honestly he couldn't be bothered.
Gerard sighed.
"Okay, scoot forward. I'm gonna sit behind you, okay?"
Frank nodded and did as he was told, or tried to. Gerard helped push him forward a little more so that he could slide in behind him.
The water wasn't focused on Frank anymore; instead, Gerard was getting soaked. Frank leaned his head back against Gerard's chest letting the warm water run over his face.
Gerard leaned down and kissed his face. He moved his head out of the way to let the water run over Frank's hair. He gently ran his hands through Frank's hair, washing the shampoo out of it. Frank sighed and let his body relax against Gerard.
Gerard continued playing with Frank's hair after all the soap was out, trying to further help him take his mind off being sick. He felt Frank's breathing slow down and noticed that his body was completely slack. He'd fallen asleep.
Gerard smiled at his boyfriend. How sweet! Though, it would make the rest of his job harder. He reached over and grabbed the body wash and Frank's lil scrubber (thingy). He soaped up the scrub, and then began to gently scrub off Frank's body. Gerard managed to wash his body without waking him up.
Then he had to handle the tough part: getting him out safely. He didn't want to wake him up, but the edge of the tub was pretty tall. He thought for a second and decided his best course of action would be to dry himself off first and lift Frank out from the outside of the tub. So he did.
He dried off and grabbed a pair of underwear from Frank's drawer; it was actually his pair anyway. He laid a towel on the bed, and then went back to get Frank. He'd left the water running so that Frank didn't get cold, but now he was going to have to lift his soaking boyfriend out of the tub. It wasn't gonna be easy.
As soon as Gerard turned the water off, he noticed Frank begin to shiver. He quickly bent over the tub and wrapped his arms around him, pulling the smaller boy up with ease. He held him close as he walked quickly into his room, laying him on the towel he'd left there. He wrapped the towel around him and dried him off carefully.
Once Gerard thought he was dry enough, he flipped the covers on the bed back. Then he gently moved Frank onto the open area before pulling the covers back. He leaned down and kissed the boy on the forehead.
"Get better, Frankie."
