Never coming home

It's been 2 days since frank came to me, bruised and crying. He's been living with me and sleeping in my bad, while I slept on the couch. And 2 days since I saw frank in panties. Honestly I'm not complaining. It just makes him more adorable.
That's what frank is. Adorable. His tiny frame, his soft brown hair that always falls in his face, his oversized sweaters and even his ugg boots.

I was sitting in my office, working on a new art piece when frank knocked on the door quietly.
"Come in!"
I called and looked up.
Frank walked in with his hair falling in front of his face again. Strangly, he had his shoes on and looked like he was ready to leave.
"I-I think I'm going to g-go back t-to my place"
he whispered and looked up through his eyelashes.
"Wait. What? You can't go back! What if bob is still there?"
"H-he won't be. He never stays for long"
frank whispered.
"I don't care! You're not going back!"
I raised my voice a little and didn't notice him flinch.
"I-I have to-"
"no! Don't be stupid! You're not going back!"
Frank shrunk back and held his head down, sniffling.
"Ok"
he whispered and moved back out of the room.
I sighed and got up, running to him
"frankie? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I just don't want you to go back. You could get hurt and I can't let that happen"
i sighed and stood in front of him.
"It's ok."
He whispered and kept his head down. I slowly put two fingers under his chin and held his head up so his eyes locked with mine.
"I'm sorry"
i whispered and connected his lips with mine, kissing him softly and cautiously.
I pulled away and bit my lip.
Ge was looking up at me, horrified.
"I-I h-ha-have t-to go"
he whispered and ran out of the apartment.

Notes

Sorry it's short and terrible. I kinda have writers block andamazingphil isn't helping. I'll try and update later tomorrow