Never coming home

I didn't bother asking questions and led frank over to the small couch in the center of the living room. He curled his knees up to his chest and stayed close to me, sniffling and whimpering.
"Would you like some tea?"
I whispered in a low, soothing voice.
He only nodded in response. I got up and quickly made him some tea, getting some blankets.
I walked back over to him and wrapped the blankets around him, giving him the tea
"ok. Can you tell me what happened? And who bob is?"
I asked cautiously.
He nodded once again and took a shaky sigh
"bob is my ex boyfriend. We dated for about 2 years. At first he was amazing. Always so romantic and gentle. But....then he got fired from his job. He started drinking and getting....aggressive."
Frank shivered at the word.
"I tried leaving him but everytime I did he.....he would find me. And do this"
he whispered softly and stared into his cup of tea
"when I went home...he was waiting. I don't even know how he got Into my apartment. He acted nice at first. He said he changed. Then he......he started hitting and yelling a-and I ran."
He finished and took a small sip of the steaming liquid in his mug.
"Frank I....I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry. It's all my fault anyways"
he whispered pitifully.
"What? No it's not! You cannot blame yourself for this!!"
I raised my voice and stood up.
"I'm gonna find that bob guy!"
"Please don't yell"
frank whimpered and shrunk under the blankets.
"I'm sorry darlin"
i sat back down and put a hand on his back lightly
"I just hate loud noises"
he whispered and yawned adorably.
I smiled softly
"are you tired?"
I slowly pulled the mug away from his drooping hands. He nodded slowly and started to stand up.
"Thank you gee. I-I s-should g-go-"
"no. You can stay here. I'm not letting you near that bob guy"
i cut him off and blushed softly.
frank shook his head
"I couldn't ask to stay here. You already did so much I-"
"hush. I insist."
I smirked and grabbed the blankets
"you can sleep in my room. I'll take the couch. It fucks up your spine and I don't want you getting hurt anymore"
i held the blankets out to him.
He blushed and took them
"o-ok. Thank you gerard. This is really kind of you"
he whispered.
"No problem frankie"
i smiled and led him to my bedroom and made sure he was comfortable before returning to the couch and settling down, dreaming again, of frank.

~~~~~~~~~~~~time lapse to next morning~~~~~~~


i woke woke up early the next morning and went to the kitchen, pouring myself some coffee and making some pancakes for frank.
About a half hour later, he still wasn't up. I walked into my room to check on him and gasped softly at what I saw.
On the bed was frank. I guess it must've been hot last night because he wasn't wearing any pants. Only frilly....panties? With bows and little cartoon shit on them? They were barely hidden under his large sweater.
I blushed hard and quickly walked back into the kitchen.
Ok. Frank. In painties. And no pants. On my bed. Asleep.
i sighed softly. And he's covered in bruises from bob. I growled quietly and finished my cup of coffee.
An hour later, frank walked out. Fully clothed and hair brushed down neatly.
"Morning frankie. Sleep well?"

Notes

*whispers* frank in panties is my favorite kind of frank. Ok yeah. This chapter sucks but it's kinda a filler. Idek. Whoops