Gerard (Trigger Warning)
Fuck. Fuck. Frank is one hot piece of ass... Not that he's a piece of ass... He's just -gah!! Anyway, we we're lying in bed, just cooling off. 'So... Um, was it good for you...?' Shit, did I seriously just ask that?
'Hm, let me see... Well, if you're looking for compliments, I think you found one.' Frank laughed. 'You were awesome sweetie. Honestly, I thought it would hurt more but, with you there, it was perfect.'
'Hey', I responded, tilting his chin up so he could see me, 'what did I say? Remember, if we took it slow, it'd hurt less.'
'Yeah, I know.' He whispered. I could tell there was something on his mind.
'Frankie, baby, what's wrong...?' I smiled at him reassuringly. He sighed.
'I can't help thinking I was too harsh on my dad.'
'Babe, your dad is an asshat, don't worry about him. Seriously, I don't even know the guy and I already hate him. He didn't-uh, he didn't, you know, hurt you did he?'
'Um... Sometimes.'
'Frankie!! aw, baby!! Why didn't you tell anyone?' I felt so ashamed of myself, because I hadn't realised.
'Well, he only hit me if I deserved it. Like when I came out...' I pulled him into my arms and held him as he broke down into tears. 'I only wanted him to accept me! But he made me feel stupid and worthless instead.' Sobs erupted from him, tearing out, right from his chest. It was all I could do to hold him, and not cry myself. His tears were forming a wet puddle on my chest, soaking through the thin, grey shirt I was wearing. I took the shirt off and handing it to him, he cried into it for a few minutes and then, after wiping his face, he handed it to me. Once I'd put the shirt in the laundry basket, it was starting to get dark. 'Um... Gee? Could we you know... watch a movie or something? And, uh, cuddle? Then go to sleep or whatever?' I nodded.
'Uh, yeah of course! I'll just go get some snacks...' I noticed I was still naked from the waist down, 'And, maybe get some pants.' He blushed and looked away.
'I... I like seeing more of you, Gerard...' I was blushing too, now. Where had this self-concious, quiet Frank come from? Oh well, shy is quite sexy, to be fair. So, anyhow, I left the pants off but put some boxers on, and walked downstairs to the kitchen. I got some bowls out and put snacks (popcorn, chips, sweets and gelatin free marshmallows) into them. I got two Rockstars from the fridge and headed back upstairs. Frank was sitting on my bed, looking through a small pile of DVD's that were usually kept by the TV. 'Can we watch Star Wars?' There was a childish glow in his eyes. 'Please? It's... It's, um, my favourite movie, I guess. I used to watch it with... With him, you know, before he was all, alcoholic and stuff...' I could tell he was talking about his father from simply looking at him. I nodded quickly and inserted the disc, crawling into bed shortly afterwards. Frank stripped to his boxers so he matched me and climbed into bed with me.
After the movie, once all the snacks were gone, we quickly tidied up my room and just cuddled in bed. 'Frankie?'
'Yeah, Geebear?'
'I love you baby, goodnight.'
'I love you too, Gee. Goodnight sweetie.' And we slowly fell asleep, spooning, with his back pressed gently against my stomach. I woke up at around 3am, realising I had a bit of an awkward boner. I gently tried to pull away, but Frank pulled me back by my leg, frowning. 'Babe, boners are a natural part of life, you don't have to move. Anyway, I like it.' He turned around and planted a kiss on my forehead, we slept like that until morning.
A/n - Hey guys, so this is kind of a small chapter... This story is slowly progressing, slowly but surely. I'm going to be in the story... If that's not too totally cheesy that you all throw up... Sorry if you do... But I've got a good idea as to where this story's headed and what romances will occur. You may have noticed Ben Bruce is in the cast list. Fear not, my friends (sorry I'm a geek) as Ben will appear, along with myself, in the next chapter! Happy reading! -Emilyxoxo
