Stage 4 Fear Of Dying ✔ (Frerard)

//Chapter 10\\

"They're better left alone
Everyone will tell you."

Frank's POV:

I woke up in the hospital. Again. Godammit.

Or did I??

I shot up and looked around the room. My bed. My wardrobe. Fun Ghoul. Oh. No I'm not in the hospital.

I stumbled out of bed, noticing that I was only in my boxers, I hoped it was Gerard that undressed me. It would be a little awkward if it was anyone else at this point. I made my way to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. And what I saw was not a pretty sight.

My hair...clumps of it were missing. There were bald patches everywhere. What's left was stuck out at awkward angles and made me look like a drug addict.

I tear my gaze from the mirror and make my way to the wardrobe, scratching Fun Ghoul behind the ear as I went. He yawned and stretched as he sat up and watched me pull on some skinny jeans and a Morrissey shirt. I also found an old grey beanie on the top shelf and threw that on shamefully.

I picked up Fun Ghoul and carried him to the kitchen where the rest of the guys were already drinking coffee. Quietly. Sadly. In an apparent eerie silence.

"Good morning Frank." Ray broke the silence.

"Mornin'." I mumbled, feeling weak and tired.

"You want some coffee??" He offered.

I nodded gratefully and handed Fun Ghoul over to Mikey who grinned instantly. Vaguely amazed by how that Cat could make the Mikey Way crack a smile, I sipped on my coffee.
A pair of arms slipped around my waste and Gerard buried his head between my shoulder blades.

"Did you want to do anything today??"

"You mean, besides asking what happened last night and why I woke up at home instead of the hospital??"

"Oh, uh...well, last night, you remember you were performing??"

I hummed softly.

"Well apparently you overexerted yourself and your cancer. Your lungs went into some sort of shock or paralysis because they were being overworked and it cut off your breathing and caused you to pass out. You woke up here instead of the hospital because as soon as you passed out your lungs regulated again and the paramedics said it was safe for you to come home. Not to mention I know that you'd rather be here anyway."

"Wow." Was all I could say.

"So...back to my previous question my little love. Is there anything you would like to do today?? We can stay in and have another movie day?? Or can go out somewhere?? Whatever you want."

"There is...something I wanna do. But it's probably best not to. You'd all laugh anyway."

"Of course we wouldn't Frank!!" Ray exclaimed.

"Yeah." Mikey chimed in. "Whatever you wanna do. It's your choice. We'll support it, no matter what."

"Well I...there's something I've always wanted to do that...I never got the chance to."

"What is it Frankie??" Gerard shifted to hold my hand and push his nose in my hair.

"Be a kid."

"Huh??"

"My parents weren't the greatest parents. I never had any friends. I never got to have a childhood of my own. I didn't get to...I don't know, play hide and seek or go bat shit crazy on candy or go to the park as a family."

Gerard spun me softly to face him and planted a quick kiss on my lips then meeting my eyes.

"I think we can make that happen."

I beamed at him.

"But first...we need more coffee, we need breakfast, as does Fun Ghoul, not all of us are dressed and Mikey has a request."

He turned away to make more coffee as Ray made pancakes and I turned to Mikey.

"Uhhh..."

I cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Do...d-d you like Game Of Thrones??"

"Yes, of course, it is the greatest TV show in the history of all TV shows, well, then there's The Walking Dead, but besides that, yes I do, very much so, why??"

"It recorded last night. I was wondering if you wanted to watch it before going to the park??"

"Of course I do!! That's hardly a question, we'll still have plenty of time to go to the park and I'll be damned if I never find out what goes down between Jon and Khaleesi."

"Rad. So I'll go set it up then."

He sauntered off to the living room with Fun Ghoul and I was handed fresh coffee and a plate of pancakes. I smiled gratefully. Coffee, pancakes and Game Of Thrones. I must be in Heaven already.

"You know you said that out loud right??" Gerard asked from beside me as Ray had already disappeared.

"Oh, really??"

"Yep. But I can't help but agree."

"Huh??"

"I mean that, when I'm with you, I always think I must be in Heaven."

"That was corny as fuck."

"But you love me anyway."

"You wish. I love Tyrrion Lannister."

"I. Am...disgusted."

"No, you're just jealous that my love is directed at someone else."

"Well I can see why, I mean, you're both the same height."

"You know what?? I'm banning you from attending my funeral."

"What?? No, wait, I take it back!! I'm sorry!!"

"Desperate to see my ass in a casket much??"

"Well actually I'm just desperate to see your ass."

"Ya nasteh." I giggled. "Come on, let's join the guys before Mikey throws a hissy fit."

"I HEARD THAT!!"