"Alright come here boy!" Frank exclaimed while patting his thighs to get Gerard to come to him.
Gerard rolled over to him and accidentally nudged him when he stopped. Frank let out a huff of disapproval."I'm so done with everything you've ever done."
Gerard just looked at him and sighed.
"Sorry." He mumbled.
"Mikey I need to talk to gerard alone." Franks said sort of irritated.
"Yeah sure. I'll just see you guys later." He waved he still looked upset about why just happen.
Gerard and Frank waved.
When the door was closed Frank and gerard looked at each other. Frank dug around in the big reusable bag and pulled out a smaller black bag. And set it on the floor and sat with it. Gerard kept watching.
Frank reached in the bag and pulled out vanilla flavored lube and looked at Gerard unfazed.
Frank reached back into the bag and pulled out nipple clamps. Gerard's eyes got wide.
Once again he reaches in and framed two sets of hand cuffs. They locked eyes and Frank did a persuasive nod.
"Why?" Gerard asked.
Frank reached into the large bag and pulled out a riding crop and looked at G again.
"You can have all this for the low price of getting out of the fucking bubble."
"Babe..."
"Gerard. You. Are watching me. And listening to me. Masturbate. Every night. You don't have ebola and I want sex."
"Frankie...""Look at all the fun toys I got." He tried again.
"I know I see them but I have ebola and I don't want to infect you."
"Gerard. If you have Ebola then I want it too because that means we could be sick and almost die together. If I thought for a second that you actually have Ebola then I would have tried to contract it right away. You won't be alone."
At this point gerard was crying.

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Ebola (Frerard)
FanfictionGuess who thinks they have Ebola? None other than the hypochondriac queen Gerard.