The Interrogation Room

I pressed the grey button and listened in anticipation. I couldn't help bite my fingernails, it was a habit especially in these situations.
"hey...um. Listen I'm sorry."
my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. His tone of voice sounded like he was trying really hard to be serious. I could feel a tear prickling at my eye. I knew what he was going to say.
"I'm literally so sorry. I had to do it, it was driving me crazy."
okay what the fuck is he on about.
"we...you. Um." He stuttered over his words like 4ft high hurdles.
"there was no coffee left and I'm in the car at the store and I just realised I got decaf." He broke the awkward momentary despair I was feeling and a rush of relief found its way to my brain.
"yeah, I know its like, 3am. I wanted coffee. I'll be home in a minute" he sounded so serious over his fucking coffee. God damn it. I also noticed how he called my apartment home...
I heard a quiet fiddling noise in the other room and instantly lay down, pretending to be asleep. Gerard was back and I wanted to see what he did, out of curiosity.
"ah fuck it..." I heard a slightly pissed off voice from the kitchen, which made me giggle. He was so adorable and he didn't even realise. I heard the door slowly open and I closed my eyes, and tried to stop grinning like a madman.
"god...-fuck." I didn't exactly know what he was doing but I think he was trying to get my sweater over his head...i did warn him to not wear my clothes, they'd be way too small. I felt a dip in the bed at my side and a warm embrace around my small waist. He buried his face in my shoulder and cuddled into me like a koala.
"you're so cute when you're asleep. Although I could be in the complete wrong apartment and this may not even be my little Frankie but yknow I know my frank when I see him. Wait, how would I even be in her- okay shut up Gerard you idiot." I heard him whispering to himself. I accidentally gave in and stifled a giggle.
"what? You're awake?" He poked my cheek. I turned around and pulled him onto me and held him close. He scared me so much earlier I was just so happy to see him and feel him and breathe him and just know he's mine.
"what's got into you?" He smiled at me.
"well I woke up and had a dream you left me a voicemail...and you broke up with me...then I woke up on the floor and you were gone and I was so worried so I checked the answer machine and you had actually left me one and I started crying because I thought id lost you but it was just about your fucking coffee!" I pretended to be angry with him but I knew I really wasn't. At all.
"honey, you have me. Always. I've been to hell and back with you. I can honestly not imagine having to leave you alone for more than a day. I love you, with all my heart. And I'm sorry, for scaring you. Really." He sounded so sincere.
"I love you. So much." I leant up and kissed his forehead.
"where do we actually go from here anyway?" I was curious as the case had been closed and now if I hadn't fallen in love with him, I would never have to see his face again.
"well I was hoping you'd move in with me?" He looked hopeful. I was over the moon.
"yesyesyes!" I squealed, half thinking about spending all the time with him and half thinking about all the sex we would be having.
"there's something else..." He was going red and I didn't know whether I was dreading it or not.
he jumped off me and went to the bedside table. I didn't see what he picked up but I thought I knew. I sat on the edge of the bed, hoping he was about to do what I wanted him to.
this cannot be happening.
"Frankie, will you marry me?"

Notes

So that's the end of the fic I hope you enjoyed it :) IM SO SORRY TO END IT LIKE THIS OMG I can do a sequel if you guys want idk
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