|A/N: Pre? During? Post? Danger Days Gee with the shoulder length blonde hair
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-he's short.
current Frank
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- he's tall. mpreg warning. this is set before maybe being pregnant isn't that bad.|
"Fuck, fuck!" Gerard groaned, leaning over the toilet to throw up once more. "Baby, are you okay?" Frank walked into the bathroom to see his fiancé draped over the toilet bowl, only to quickly be by his side to hold his hair back. "I just think I have the flu or something, I'll be fine." The blonde leaned back against his fiancé, his stomach finally settling down, the feeling of queasiness finally going away. "You sure, honey? I can schedule a doctors appointment for you?" Frank pulled Gerard into his arms, hugging the blonde from behind. "Fuck no, they might have needles. M'fine, babe." Frank giggled, but kissed the side of Gerard's head, and rolling his eyes. "You're going to the doctors, Gerard Arthur Way, whether you like it or not." The tattooed man helped Gee up, letting Gerard do whatever he needed to do while he left to go call the doctors office.
Gerard grumbled, but quickly got over it as he had no choice. He brushed his teeth and fixed his hair, walking back into their bedroom. "Gee, I don't think you have the flu. You aren't running a fever and the throwing up only comes occasionally. You sleep a lot more now, and I know its not from staying up to draw or work. And the food you've been wanting lately, not normal. Honey, I think you're pregnant." Frank leaned against the door frame, smirking as Gerard froze in his place. "Excuse me? You think I'm what?" The blonde's green eyes widened, as he started to chew on his bottom lip out of anxiety. "I think you're pregnant. I could be wrong, but you're showing the symptoms. Fatigue, morning sickness, weird food cravings, it's all there. The flu lasts about a week, you've been having morning sickness for the past month." Frank shrugged, walking over to his fiancé to make sure he was alright.
"I-I can't be, that's impossible." Gee whispered, his eyes starting to well up with tears. "Gee? Baby, don't cry. I love you." Frank tried to soothe his blonde lover but failed slightly as Gerard was still crying. "I'm not ready, Frankie. I'm still dealing with myself and I don't wanna be a shit mom to this kid. I don't want this baby to have an emotionally fucked up mom, I'm so scared." Gerard sobbed harder, hiding his face in Frank's neck. "You are not gonna be a shit mom to our baby, Gee. You're gonna be such a great mommy. I know you're scared pumpkin, so am I but we can do this, yeah?" Frank comforted his fiancé, and it worked because Gee now knew Frank was just as scared as he was. But they had each other and they can do it.
