Worse Than Nicotine

~Frank's POV~
Hot fucking motherfucker just fucked and I just can't even fucking function. Shirtless Gerard and just. FUCKING HELL GERARD WAY.

As soon as Gerard left his room and closed the door behind him, I turned my head so my face was in the bed and let out a loud scream. I was pretty much letting out the fangirl that was deep inside me. I just had sex with my boyfriend and I can't really remember anything. It was so perfect. He's so perfect and I am lucky enough to call him mine.

I could hear Gerard walking around, trying to not cause anymore mess and have to clean up even more. I sat up, taking deep breaths as I pushed up from the bed. My lower back throbbed, but it's worth it. Soon, I was on my feet and going to Gerard's closet in search of clothes, which I found pretty quickly. Nothing but a really large shirt will help. Over my head it went, the shirt lingered just above my knees, which meant I needed boxers. That's easy to get.

I closed the door behind me as I started to walk the very small distance between the two rooms and seen Gerard gathering our clothes. He glanced up and I smiled, watching him stand from his squatting position and walk over to me. He pressed a kiss to my temple, his hand running through my hair. I closed my eyes, loving the sensation. "You're so amazing.." He whispered into my ear, making me gulp and shiver.
"Gerard.. seeing you naked made me cry. In a good way. I've been wanting to see you like that, for the longest and I finally did and I'm just so happy. And we finally had sex!" I said happily, but giggling like a maniac. Gerard moved his hand and placed it on my hip, pulling me closer to his body. He smiled and dropped the clothes onto the floor as he placed his other hand on my other hip. His forehead leaned against mine as his eyes looked into mines.

He let out a sigh as I just watched him, taken by his beauty; the way he smiles, the way his Hazel eyes sparkled when he was happy, his laugh, his walk, his voice, his body, his breathing; Him.

"Frankie.. you're one of the most amazing thing thats happened to me and I can't even begin anywhere on how happy you make me feel. I haven't been this happy since I was little and Mikey had just been born." Gerard whispered. My heart raced as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
"I haven't been this happy since my parents were alive.. and that was almost 5 years ago." I said very quietly. Gerard hadn't known that till now. No one does. His lips formed a frown, then he was hugging me tightly. He nuzzled my neck and placed gentle kisses on my flesh.

"I'm so sorry, Frank.. I didn't know that." Gerard whispered with a quiet voice. "I know nyou didn't. I was waiting for the right time to tell you, but I thought you had figured it out by now." I said honestly. "Well, now that you put it that way, I kinda did figure something was up since I haven't met your parents yet."

"Well, you can. Every month on the first, I go and visit their graves. And if you want, next month, you can go with me." I told him softly. Gerard nodded almost immediately, picking his head up and smiling at me with tears in his eyes. "Of course I'll go with you, baby. I wouldn't miss it for the world!" He smiled and kissed me gently. I kissed back, and he pulled away, kissing my cheek.

"Okay, beautiful. You should go and take a bath before putting on some clean clothes. I can go with you if you want me to. We can have a really nice shower together." He purred, running his hand through my hair as I sighed happily. I nodded and grabbed his hand, pulling him along to the bathroom. A bath would have to do this time.

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By the time we finished that very soothing bath and a heat filled conversation of what Gerard would do to me in bed next time, it was already about four. Well shit. We stayed in there for a long time.

What happened next, we were caught off guard. Mikey and Donna were standing in the kitchen, complete terror written on their faces. Gerard ran to his room and threw on what ever clothes and came back with a shirt, shorts, and some boxers for me. Donna looked up at Gerard as her hands shook.

"Gerard.. Can I talk to you for a moment?" She spoke. Gerard glanced at me and she nodded. "He can hear too. He's family and he has the right to know of why we've been moving around the state." She started, making me blink in confusion. "M-Mama?" I spoke with hesitation. Gerard wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him as he started to talk to me.

"As you know, we moved here only about a year ago and well, we've been moving all across the states; to Cali, Texas, Florida, New Mexico, New York, and then back to our little home town here in Belleville. We've been running away from our father. Or shall I say, trying to hide from him when he gets out of prison. But it isn't easy as it seems and we're trying our best to keep a low profile." He spoke, making me clench onto his shirt. I was confused as to why they were running, but I have a fine ass feeling their about to explain why. "My father went to prison for abusing Mikey, mom, and I. It was never like this before, but that was until Mikey was born. We were low on money, and my dad was a drug addict and you know how that goes with money. No money, meant no drugs. So he threw a fit. With me just born, money was stable and perfect, but then we started to run low on money, then Mikey was born, we had to use savings in order to survive. One day, my father was about to hit me, but the door busted open and police came in, making him drop the fist he had in his hand. Me being only about 8 or 9, I was terrified, only to find out a neighbor had, had enough with us being abused. We were grateful and paid back dearly. Then, we fled. Something told us that if we didn't go away from this place, bad things were bound to happen." He sighed, making circles on my side with his finger.

"But, today, boys, we have to make a decision. We have a letter saying that your father has just been set off of his sentence about a week ago. Right after, a letter was addressed to us saying that we're no longer safe." Donna breathed, his voice getting shaky as she closed her eyes. "We can move, and leave everything here," she glanced at Gerard and I, making me hold my breath. "Or stay here and fight against him."

"Absolutely fucking not." Mikey and Gerard spoke in sync. "No way I fucking hell am I going to runaway any more. I'm going to fight for my family and keep everyone safe. Frank included." Gerard spoke sternly, his arm pulling me closer than before. Donna smiled and looked at Gerard before running over and hugging him, me in the way since I was being held. "Gerard. I am so proud of you that I raised you just right. I love you so much." She wept quietly.

Mikey walked over and joined in on the hug. We stayed there, hugging each other as the comfortable silence laid upon us. Gerard leaned down and kissed me tenderly, a smile on my lips as I sighed happily. "I love you, Frankie," he whispered to me. "I love you too, Gee." And at that moment, everything was perfect and nothing could ruin it. Even if we did have a rough patch coming up.

But happy endings can't always last forever.

Notes

DONT HATE ME PLEASE. I KNOW I HAVNET UPDATED IN FOREVER BUT IVE HAD A MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK AND THEN I HAVE THE OTHER FIC OF KRRP RUNNING AND I STILL AM WRITING THAT ONE. BUT HERE. AND YES GERARD IS NAKED WHILE HES SQUATING IN THE FIRST PART. I love you all.

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