It's a Deathwish

I gasped and searched Frank's eyes. He was doing the same and tried searching in mine.

"Frank.. How do you know?" I whispered. He slowly blinked.

"When I was gone.. away from you, no body could see me anymore, I was invisible once again. But when I am near you, people can see me just fine, like you can. I have this overwhelming emotion to just protect you with everything I have." His eyes wondered down to my chest.

"Everytime I touch you it feels like electricity and it makes me feel really good. I hope I'm not the only one who feels this.." He put his small hand on my chest and my eyes widened. Pleasure.

"You're not.. I feel it too. It feels good, but not in a sexual way, y'know?" I whispered back.

"It could though.. I could make you feel so good." I sharply inhaled and my face burned so red it hurt. I felt him burst in laughter beside me. I pursed my lips.

"What's so funny?" I asked when he finally stopped laughing.

"Dude, I was joking with you! You're reaction though was priceless." He chuckled again and I felt a small click of disappointment.

"Oh.." Was all I managed to say. Of course he was just kidding. I'm such a fool.

"Wait... you thought I was being serious?" Frank chirped with surprise. I put a hand on my face in embarrassment
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"No..." I lied. I never really was a good liar, and he saw right through it. I felt the palm of his hand cup my cheek.

"Oh Gerard.. I'm your protector, I'll never be nothing more or nothing less. I'm not even real.. but you are. You still have a life to live, while mines already gone." I felt a slight sting in the back of my heart. I winced when he got off the bed and jogged over to my right side, taking my bandaged wrist in his hands. He looked down at me. Dammit, even when he was trying to look serious he was adorable.

"I - I think that maybe I can heal you..." He mumbled, his voice almost a whisper. I sat up, intrigued.

"You think so?" I questioned.

"I have some powers still.. I wasn't stripped from all of them. I think that maybe it could work." His flush innocent golden eyes met my hazel. It made me melt. But I pulled my arm out of his firm grip.

"No, it's my fault for being so irrational. I need this to remind me." I began picking away at the gauze, curious to see what I had fully done. Shit, it was bad.


"Please just let me heal you, I promise it won't hurt.. but it may just sting a little. You'll feel better than you ever have before though. Please Gee." I shifted at the nickname, he used to call me that all the time.

"Fine.. I guess we could try. But you better not end up making me have three arms or some weird shit." I groaned. His breathy laugh hit my neck. Taking both my hands in his, he noticed the nerves flare in my eyes.

"Don't worry Gee.. You're safe with me. Always."

"Promise?" I whimpered. His fist tightened around me.

"I promise. Now hold still, this might sting but don't move okay?" I stared at his lips while he explained and nodded. He closed his eyes and I stood up. Then it hit me. What if Frank's just trying to get revenge? What if he knows what happened and he's just pretending not to? What if he kills me? I hesitated and almost ripped my grip from Franks, but decided not to. My breathing increased rapidly and I stared at the pale, yellow walls. I hated that color. It looked absolutely disgusting and it made me cringe everytime I saw it. But now it took my interest. I didn't want to see what unfolded before me, but I couldn't close my eyes. It's not my fault that I don't trust Frank; people have given me so much shit and I haven't exactly trusted anyone in my life before. I did trust Frank, but that was a while ago, and this isn't the same Frank. I couldn't help but have a yearning for old Frank. I couldn't help but miss the old Frank. This Frank is more serious and wise. My Frank was so carefree and fun. I kept trying to tell my self that they're the same person. But they're not, they both are nothing alike. I could tell my old Frank would hate this guy. But sometimes old Frank's judgement was very poor. He almost got us locked up/shot more than a few times.

I gasped and looked down at my wrist. Pain coursed up my entire arm and hungrily snatched at my chest for more. I held my breath. This pain was unimaginable. But their was something else that came with pain. I felt Frank's presence blurr with my own, as if we were one being. I felt his hands slither to the back of my neck and him slowly lean into me. Startled, I took a step backwards, letting go of Frank's grip and presence. It was a slap in the face, ripping our souls apart so abruptly. My body yearned to swim with Frank's again.

"Why did you do that?" I jumped at the sound of his voice. What could I say? I don't even know myself.. or I'm just denying it. I know. But he doesn't have to. I'll make something up, shouldn't be that hard, right?

"I - I," I stumbled. His facial expression was solemn. What am I kidding, he knew I was lying. He saw straight through me.

"Gerard... I'm your protector. You mustn't keep anything from me, as I you. We have to be completely honest with eachother, okay?" I looked down at the wooden floor, ashamed.

"It just hurt okay?" I mumbled, even though that wasn't the truth. I could take the pain. I couldn't allow myself to look up at him and see the disappointment in his face. Though I didn't have to look up, I felt it crashing off of him like waves.

"It startled me a bit when you were leaning into me okay! I don't exactly trust you! You could've been planning on snapping my neck for all I know!" He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Didn't you get the hint? Are you really that blind? Gerard, I was going to kiss you!" He snapped back to me. My jaw dropped and my breath caught in my throat. He was trying to kiss me? Dammit, dammit shit. Way to ruin a moment Gerard.

"I - I well I'm sorry, I can't take the hint because I, well haven't really kissed anyone before.." I admitted. I scratched the back of my head while I tried gagging his reaction. He looked utterly shocked.

"Hold up - how old are you?"

"23?"

"And you've never kissed anyone?!" I squirmed around, uncomfortable. Why does he care so much?

"No... now can we please stop talking about it? You're embarrassing me." I admitted, covering my face.

"I just.. your hot as fuck and I can't believe you've never.. wow," I felt the blood rush straight to my face. He just called me hot.

"Well... I haven't exactly had the easiest life.." It's true. I have been called cute a couple of times though. I usually just ignored the complements because I didn't want to get beat up by the jocks for talking to a girl.

"Oh.." Frank exhaled. I did the same. God I really wanted to kiss him right now. He licked his plump lips and I couldn't help but stare. He hesitantly stepped closer to me and my eyes widened.

"I heard your thoughts about the old Frank. You thought you could hide it from me, but you can't hide anything. You knew me before this, didn't you? You know how I died, you know what happened." I just stood there unsure of what to say and extremely uncomfortable. If he doesn't know already, he's so close to finding out.

"And for the record, your old Frank never did this to you did he?" I raised an eyebrow. His soft hand cupped my cheek and his thumb slowly ran over my lips. My breathing increased as he leaned in. As soon as our lips connected, I was the one in control. My tongue swiped across his bottom lip and soon our lips were dancing together in harmony. All I could think about was Frank. I wanted more Frank. I felt his arms close around me and pull me closer. I let out a moan in his mouth and I felt him tug my hair. Oh God he turned me on so much. The need to breathe became too great and I reluctantly pulled away, gasping for air. A lazy smirk spread across his face and i couldn't help but smirk also.

"How's that for a first kiss?"

Notes

Holy Frerard kiss! :3 Meowwwe. Please vote and comment okay! Thanks ily