Daddy's Baby Boy || FRERARD AU

just peachy

    frank awoke in a hospital, looking around confused with a scared expression on his face. his shaking body managed to sit itself upwards, and look around the white room. until he caught into the sight of a leather jacket and black skinny jeans, he thought he was alone. but he wasn't, and he didn't like that.

"w-what are you doing h-here?" his trembling voice asked quietly, causing gerard's hazel eyes to look up with a confused expression. "what do you mean what am i doing here? you could've been dying in my arms and i wouldn't have known if i hadn't taken you here." gerard explained, looking at frank worriedly. he sighed quietly and bit his lower lip, the one action that made the girls in their school go crazy. "how are you doing?" he questioned with a softer voice, playing with the comic in his hand.

    "just peachy." he rolled his eyes before groaning, resting on his elbow. "you should've let me there, y'know. it's not like i wanna be here any longer." frank said, looking up at gerard with a somewhat frustrated look. "i can just call the doc. he'll let you go if you're stable enough." gerard informed, shrugging his shoulders. "i didn't mean the hospital, you spork."

    "then what did you..oh." the pale boy said in realization before sighing. "frankie, baby, don't be like that." he shook his head, looking down and bringing a knee to his chest. "frankie?" frank questioned the nickname, shaking his head and pushing the nicknames to the side. they weren't important. "w-where's my dad?" he managed to ask, his eyes wide.

    "jail, you idiot. he's in jail."

(ahhh sorry it's really short! i'm in mexico at the moment, visiting some family. the service here is not the best and i'm quite busy. sorrrryyyyyy)