A Frerard Fanfiction: A Murder Of Crows

" Why did you do it?" Frank asked, slightly flustered after keeping his question in all that time. Gerard shifted uncomfortably, looking anywhere but Franks' expectant eyes, full of worry.
"It doesn't matter...R-really" Gerard choked out, coughing awkwardly into his outstretched arm. Frank glared somewhat, intensifying his gaze.
"What the fuck Gerard! It matters so much to me!" Frank raised his voice considerably higher, waving his arms in front of him.
"Fine, if it matters that much... I-I let a jock get to me, okay? You know, just the usual f-faggot, e-emo, worthless shit...It's nothing, just me being...me" Defeated, Gerard sighed and leaned back on the pillow, reddening slightly at his own weakness. At first, Frank didn't say anything, he only cuddled closer to Gerard, pulling him onto his chest and fiddling with his knotted black hair, greasy, but still highly attractive. He assumed Gerard hadn't washed it since that day at school.
"You're not worthless. You mean the world to me. Don't you ever think that of yourself again" Frank soothed, whispering softly into Gerard's ear. Although he knew Gerard couldn't entirely stop his self doubting thoughts, he certainly didn't want him to act on them again.
It had been 3 days since Gerard left the hospital. Frank couldn't say he was particularly happy that he found himself tending to his boyfriends' every need in his home, whilst his mother worked, but nor did he hate spoon feeding him like a baby. Gerard had been told to take strict bed rest, meaning he was slumped on the sofa in the living room, watching endless horror movies.
"Gerard, sit up" Frank brought in a bowl of soup, gripping it in his clumsy hands, and making his way over to the sofa. Gerard eased himself up, grumbling a bit at the weight put on his injured arm, but smiling as he felt a spoonful of warm liquid appear at his lips. He loved Frank feeding him.
"I like it when you feed me" He mumbled through a swallow of the hot soup, licking it from his lips and opening his mouth for more.
"I like it when you're not moaning. You lazy fuck" Frank joked, smirking slightly at the childish look on Gerard's face, imagining what he could do with food and sex. Gerard pouted, pecking hungrily at the spoon like a small bird, except in a black Misfits hoodie and pyjama pants.
"There, all done" Frank sighed successfully, sliding into the seat next to Gerard and leaning close into his good arm. He loved being close to Gerard.
"I love you" Gerard whispered, leaning down to rest his lips in the smaller males' hair, before moving them down to plant a slow kiss to his lips.
"I love you too" Frank mumbled as they pulled away "But you're going to hate me when I tell you that you've got to go back to school tomorrow" He winced slightly at saying this. He felt guilty.
Gerard's face contorted somewhat, his eyes becoming lifeless, his mouth relaxing from a huge smile.
"I...I hate it" Gerard whined, kicking the floor slightly with his batman-sock-clad foot.
"I know, its a motherfucker, but you know you have to. I'll be there!" Frank smirked again at his angered boyfriend, admiring his beautiful face, his perfect features, his body that looked admirably sexy even in loose fitting pyjamas. What's to say? Gerard was perfect.
"Fucking bullies won't take long to pick up on that" Gerard snapped, curling up into a tight ball and falling onto his side, away from Frank.
"Are you comfortable with being with me or would you rather keep it secret?" Frank thought it quite matter a fact, folding his arms and awaiting a response. All that he heard was an inaudible mumble and a stroppy huff, as Gerard lifted his head and nodded, holding up a finger. He wanted to be open with their relationship. Although Frank thought it very pleasurable and intimiate to kiss and hold hands in public, he was worried Gerard wouldn't be able to handle the bullying, after the previous incidents.
To settle his thoughts, he decided to make the most of their alone time together, pulling Gerard up from his little ball, until they met eye level.
He brought their lips together, entwining his pale fingers in Gerard's shocking black hair, letting their lips move together. At first the kiss was slow and passionate, but as Gerard pulled away, Frank could see his eyes shining with lust. They collided back together, all teeth and tongue, Gerard licking along Frank's lower lip, and promptly he shoved his tongue into his mouth, letting their tongues rub together in a well rehearsed dance. Frank moved his legs to hold himself around Gerard's waist, hanging his arms around his neck, moved from his thick hair. As it started to heat up, Gerard progressed to grins slowly, due to his injured arm being a disadvantage, as Frank let out a lust driven throaty groan, pressing himself up at his boyfriend.
"Ahem" A cough sounded from the doorway behind them, and Gerard disconnected their lips, looking over Frank's shoulder as he still sat on his lap.
"I'd appreciate it if you kept those...antics to the bedroom, not the family living room" Gerard's father blushed violently, wincing slightly at the nature of the two men before him, one being his 'innocent' son.
"Sorry, I'm the one that's ill, I need plenty of love and attention" Gerard smirked, looking down at his own hard on, and then Frank's, slightly exposed as his boxers had started to shimmy down his narrow hips.
"All the more reason to keep your relations... Calm" Donald coughed again, and turned from the door, tutting irritably under his breath as he went.
Well, not quite alone, Frank thought, as he grabbed Gerard's hand and helped him up off the sofa, stumbling down to the basement bedroom. Gerard's father hadn't wanted things happening in the family living room. So be it.

Notes

Little update from school, I'll be adding more to this later.