Ebola (Frerard)

But its true.

"What the fuck is happening? I was literally at Costco for an hour and a half." Frank said slightly entertained yet amused.

"I think I have Ebola." Gerard said bluntly.

"You don't have Ebola."

"Look at the symptoms. I have Ebola."

Frank shifted his weight and grabbed his phone giving gerard and unamused look.

He looked down at the phone for a while scrolling through.

"Gerard your eyes don't bleed." Frank said.

"Just you wait." Gerard defended himself.

"Why are you in a human hamster ball?"

"I didn't want you to get sick." He said and pouted.

"Aww baby!" Frank gushed. He's happy to know Gerard cares but this man is an idiot. A cute one but goddamn.

"How do you plan on using the bathroom?" Frank questioned.

"Holding my breath turning on the fan and shutting the door."

"Ok. And how about eating?"

"You leave something on the table I will hold my breath and grab it."

"What if you steam up your bubble?" Frank questioned raising his eyebrow and giving a playful smile.

"Fuck off. "

"What if you fart?"

"Shut your whore mouth."

"Are we going to have sex?"

"You need a swift kick in the vagina. I didn't think this far!" Gerard was getting annoyed. "I will think of way ask me again tomorrow." He said crossing his arms.

Frank gave a huff and walked over to Gerard and pushed his bubble. Gerard tipped over spilling the bubble soap everywhere.

"Hey!" Gerard exclaimed. Frank started rolling the ball around and stopped in the kitchen.

"How much did this piece of shit cost?"

"I'm priceless baby." Gerard smirked and crossed his arms.

"Ok I'm done with you." Frank walked away leaving Gerard alone in the kitchen.

After 5 or so minutes her heard frank yell,

"300 DOLLARS! GERARD FUCKING WAY"