run and chase (frank x quentin) dbd

[ch.18] Reassurance

I let my self fully cry in his presence. 

I let everything that I was holding back out.

He crawled onto the bed and put his arms around me in an embrace.

I heard him hush me in a calm quiet tone.

"I'm here." He reassured me.

I buried my sobbing face on his shoulder. He rubbed my back.

"I.. don.. don't wanna be without you.." I mustered to say.

He let me cry until I calmed down. I am thankful for this..

"What happened..?", He asked.

"I..", I lost confidence.

He told me that I could tell him anything..

What are you doing Quen? Stop being stupid and just say it.

I sighed.. took a few deep breaths, and only said the fucker's name.

"...Freddy"

Frank's hold on me felt tighter, as if trying to protect me even when Freddy wasn't here.

"He hurt you?" He asked sternly.

"he made me... ", I couldn't finish the sentence, "in my dream.. and then he threw me on the bed just n-now.."

I could feel his body tense at my answer. 

"Fuck."

"I should've fucked him up when I had the chance."

"I should've taught him a fucking lesson."

I looked to the side, " you didn't know... i-.. i didn't tell you before-"

"But I should've guessed," He quickly remarked, "I should've at least thought that something amiss was going on... Fuck!"

I just snuggled into him more.

I don't think he wants to hurt me, him saying these things diminished any thoughts of him wanting to hurt me and betray me.

I..

I have a boyfriend.

I fucking have a boyfriend.
I Quentin Smith have a boyfriend.

And I love him.

I almost choked on my words for what I was about to say next.

"Hey...Frank..?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you", and I looked into his eyes.

He pulled off his mask, and stared back into my eyes. I could see his cheeks were pinkish.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked..

What a sweetheart.

Instead of verbally answering him, I physically put my lips on his.