Frankie's POV
Frankie opened his eyes and yawned. His dreams were muddled and confusing. Gerard, windows, her, pictures, someone crying in the dark, and that dank, sick hospital smell he'd never get used to.
"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty." Gerard mocked gently from across the room. "Why, my own princess Aurora. I didn't even have to kiss you awake."
Gerard seemed to realize what he said, flushing as red as his cherry head from the neck up. Flustered, he started stammering something unintelligible and ducked down, pretending he had dropped something, Frankie realized with amusement.
"What did you drop?" inquired Frankie innocently.
"Wha-" Gerard's face was priceless. "it was - um, you see - that is, I dropped-"
"Got you," said Frankie, grinning all over his face. "Although I must admit, it would have been entertaining if you had kissed me awake."
"I was - joking." Gerard said feebly. "And you're straight, I bet."
"I never said that..." Teasingly, Frankie trailed off and tried to push down the excitement he felt when Gerard's eyes sparked hopefully.
"B-bi?" Stuttered Gerard, tripping over his words.
"Well, I never said that, either." Frankie sing-songed.
"Then what the fuck ARE you?!" yelled Gerard, exasperated.
An old lady hobbling by their door heard Gerard, gasped, and attempted a hobbling sort of run.
Frankie lifted an eyebrow and gave Gerard a quirky little smile. "Yours."
A/n: aaaaaaaAAaaaAAAAa
Why does this never happen to me in the hospital ? No I just throw applesauce at doctors RIP me
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I'm Not Okay: a Ferard fanfic based on Cancer and I'm Not Okay (I Promise)
FanficWhen Frank attempts suicide by jumping out the second floor of his house, he is stuck in the hospital for a broken foot and mental instability. There, he meets Gerard, a shy and attractive cancer patient.
