Toxic- frerard

Twenty Seven

Frank Iero marched through his front door with determination. He had a spontaneous plan that was gifted to him via the grave. As much as Frank didn't believe in any sort of after life of super natural experiences, what happened while he visited Andy was far too peculiar to be an accident.

He didn't really let his mind wander however. Frank wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He was now completely enlightened by his best friend who still had the best advice despite having passed away.

He continued to soldier on towards his bedroom. Energy and excitement rippled through the tattooed man. He felt like an entirely knew person due to this revelation. It gave him hope for the future and the will to power on towards his boyfriend.

Gerard Way sat cross legged on top of the silk bedsheets, flipping through pictures of the two. He traced his fingers over the photographs from Venice and the smiled slightly at the happiness that practically radiated through them. He always chuckled at the memory of how he and Frank had become acquainted. He was practically taken against his will but was pretty glad about it.

His thoughts were cut off abruptly by Frank bursting through the bedroom door breathlessly. He was shocked at the fact his boyfriend actually looked alive for the first time in almost a week.

But the redhead didn't have time to think much of it before Frank pulled him into a long kiss. It wasn't heated or sexual in anyway but it was passionate. Gerard practically melted at the affection he had been deprived of and decided not to question it but to kiss his boyfriend back.

"Do you love me?" Frank asked suddenly, once he'd pulled away.

"Of course." Gerard answered without skipping a beat. However, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion at where this was going.

"Then run away with me." Frank spoke seriously.

Gerard scoffed at the statement, sure that his boyfriend was joking but Franks expression never faltered.

"Run away?" Gerard questioned.

"We can leave here. God, we can move Venice if you want to. Maybe even live with my family in Italy. We could stay in America. Jesus, Gerard I'll buy you an igloo in Antarctica if you want to." Frank blurted out at once.

"But what about your business. What about Mikey and Pete?" Gerard asked. He was completely in shock at Franks seriousness of the situation.

"Fuck the business. I can pass it down to Pete and he and Mikey can live here-" Frank began.

"Mikey has to go back home to our mom soon." Gerard butted in.

"Fuck your mom." Frank stated causing Gerard to giggle slightly.

"You know what, I'd rather not." The redhead laughed, but his boyfriend really didn't find the situation funny. Frank was on his knees at this point, perched in front of the bed that Gerard was sat on an practically begging.

"I'm serious, Gee. I don't want this life anymore. I don't want to put myself or you at risk. I just want you." Frank spoke in a pleading voice, holding on to Gerard's hands.

"There's too many implications." Gerard sighed, really wanting to give into his boyfriends big hazel eyes but knowing it'd most likely end badly.

"You're thinking too much." Frank commented.

"You're thinking too little." Gerard retaliated as Frank groaned.

"I'll kidnap you again." Frank smiled. And it was a genuine smile. The first one in a while.

"Ask Pete about it. Come up with an actual plan and then we'll talk about leaving, okay?" Gerard spoke softly, cupping his boyfriends face and leaning in for a kiss.

The kiss lasted maybe a second before Frank pulled away, running down the stairs like an excited child towards the office.

He barged in, completely disregarding Pete and Mikeys make out session and taking a seat in front of his best friend.

"Uh, sorry Frank I didn't think you'd-" Pete began, blushing crimson red with embarrassment.

"I don't care. I need to talk to you about something." Frank stated, causing Pete to raise his eyebrows at his boss' sudden liveliness.

Mikey kissed Pete on the cheek before departing from the room, deciding to leave the two to talk themselves. Instead he made his way to Gerard's room to ask what had gotten into Frank.

"How would you feel about buying the company from me?" Frank asked nonchalantly, but Pete nearly choked on his water.

"Excuse me?" Pete gasped, earning a chuckle from Frank.

"I don't want this anymore." Frank spoke, motioning around the room for effect.

"Elaborate" Pete instructed, gesturing for Frank to continue.

"Danger used to fuel my life. Adrenaline was my heroin but I don't need it anymore." Frank began as Pete nodded along. "I don't want Gerard wrapped up in all of this, I want to move away with him and start fresh. I want a cliche life with a pretty house in a suburban place with cute kids. I wanna worry about what food to make Gee for dinner, rather than worry about gangs putting a bullet through my head." Frank explained, smiling slightly at the thought of his and Gerard's future.

"Are you sure about this?" Pete asked warily. He wasn't sure whether Frank was just grieving and confused or this was something he genuinely wanted.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." Frank replied as Pete sighed, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen.

"Let's talk numbers then." Pete responded.

See, Pete Wentz didn't really want the company to be his own and he definitely didn't want to run it if Frank wasn't there but he refused to be the one to ruin Franks dreams.

It broke his heart, the thought of his best friend leaving and going god knows where. But he knew they'd always be friends. I mean, Gerard would have to come back anyway and visit Mikey which meant Frank would have to show his face too.

Pete decided to call Ray over and the three of them formulated a contract. Pete would pay Frank a million upfront and Frank would earn twenty percent of whatever Pete made until he'd paid Frank off for the full price of the company.

And with a neatly scrawled signature from a fountain pen, Frank Iero was no longer a businessman. He was no longer a drug lord or the owner of a multimillion dollar company. He was nothing but a loving boyfriend and he couldn't be happier.

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A/N- guys I'm not even sad that this fan fic is coming to an end because I'm honestly just not proud of it.

I'm not attached to the characters like I was to my ones in tainted. But it's fine, it's still pretty decent.

ANYWAY, when this is over in like two chapters I'm gonna start my new book which I'm so fucking excited about.

I have the whole plot down to a T and like it's gonna be fucking great honestly.

I hope everyone's had a nice day anyway!

Lots of love,

-L