I stare at the TV, fighting to keep my eyes open and not fall asleep at plain 7pm. Today's early adventures drained me. Mom arrived home just about an hour before me, so I just told her I had gone to the mall because I was bored.
"How are you this tired?" Mom's voice seems to bring me to reality at once and the elbow I had over the couch's armrest, slips off suddenly, almost giving me a heart attack since my head was being supported by that arm. I turn my head towards her, shooting a puzzled look. "Looks like you'll fall asleep in any moment, dear. Don't you tell me you spent the whole night awake watching series or reading again!" She has a small smile on, giving me a soft look.
"Not the whole night!" I breathe a chuckle, throwing my arms up as stretching myself. Lying does make me feel a bit guilty, not mentioning how she assumes it was probably another one of my series or reading marathoning nights. Pressing her lips together, she shakes her head.
"Why don't you take a shower and go to bed earlier?" She asks, placing a hand on my shoulder. That sounds good. I hug her as muttering an agreement then start making my way upstairs.
It's hard to keep myself from falling asleep even more with hot water running down my body, so I opt for turning it a little colder to help me a bit.
"I'm so fucking tired." I tell Frank as falling face first on my bed.
"But it was worth it, huh?" He asks - I'm able to imagine his usual smirk over his face by his tone and nod.
"Of course!" I say and can already feel myself drifting off, thoughts starting to become incoherent and something pulling me towards a comfortable darkness.
"Hey," Frank's voice makes me whine in frustration. "you shouldn't sleep over the covers."
"Yes, I should." I mutter. It's not a cold night and I really need to sleep. He mutters something I'm not able to discern, but can feel the covers being pulled from under me carefully than placed over me. Y'know, I guess that with the covers is indeed better.
"See? Better." He says as if reading my mind - his voice seems closer. The bed sinks lightly and I can feel an arm being placed around me. It makes me immediately move towards him as usual and hug him back.
"No difference." I refuse to admit. Him, however, seems to know my true thoughts and chuckles quietly.
~*~
"I'm telling you, my house's soon going to be like a second hell or some demons meeting spot!"
"There's already Devil's Nest for that."
"Isn't it that bar by the city's entrance?" Gerard nods at my words and I widen my eyes, shooting him a look of disbelief. "There are far more demons in Earth than I expected."
"But just one in your heart." Frank says to me - winking and squeezing lightly one of my legs which are over his lap -, sparing no efforts in looking flirty as always. While I simply stare at him with a raised eyebrow, Gerard rolls his eyes while Mikey and Ray crack chuckles.
"Cheesy fucker." I mutter, shaking my head lightly, then move to bring him closer lightly to leave a small kiss on the side of his face.
"Are you guys up to doing something interesting?" Gerard suggests in a bored tone, leaning back against the couch. "We practically never leave this house when coming here."
"You practically never leave this house." I say, tilting my head as looking at him. He shoots my a questioning look, but seems to get what I mean.
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30 days with a demon | Frank Iero x Reader
Fanfiction(Y/n) decides to summon a demon to be their fake boyfriend so they wouldn't need to go out with a guy who kept repeatedly asking them to do so. Obviously, summoning a demon isn't the best way to solve your problems and how will they deal with all th...
