Keep The Faith ✥Frerard✥
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"Forgive me, Father," Frank began with his eyes shut delicately shut. He lifted the black veil of the confessional separating him and Gerard, who looked at him timidly. "For I have sinned" Frank finished leaning in the close the distance between them. Gerard cupped his jaw with both hands, placing his thumbs over Frank's lips and looked at him guiltily and with pity as he stopped Frank from connecting their lips.
"I'm sorry Fra- I can't. I'm a priest. I have nothing without this. I'm already risking so much by performing exorcisms on your house unauthorized by the Vatican." Gerard spoke lightly as if trying to not shatter Frank with the weight of his words.
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"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on the roof and looking at stars. Or sing to my Pandora station while we clean parts of the church before Sunday. Or make out in the back of my car and listen to my favorite songs. And god I would kill to dance in the rain with you and not have to worry about anything. No vampire shit. No age gap. No fucking rumors. You know that half of this goddamn town knows about my love life?" He removed his hands from his eyes to stare at Gerard who was staring back intensely, "It sucks. Everything sucks. My fucking life sucks." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of gore, mentions of loss, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
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