Good Boy

I was almost asleep when I heard whimpering noises. I opened my eyes and looked around. Was that Frank? I stumbled into my bedroom and looked down at the bed. Frank was huddled up in the sheets. I saw the dogs eyes flickering and his body flinching. I sat down beside him and began to rub behind his ear. Franks eyes opened slowly and stared up at me with wide eyes. God he was so cute when he was a dog.

"Its okay" I reassured him. "I'm here" I leaned down and hugged the dog in my arms. He snuggled into my chest and I heard one last whimper. I pulled away and looked him in the eye. He was so cute I just wanted to squeeze him to death. I crawled in bed beside him and we fell asleep in each others arms, or paws. I forgot all about what would happen when we wake up.

When I opened my eyes again it was light out. Frank and I were still in each others arms, he was human. One of my arms lay underneath his head and he snuggled into my chest. Instead of screaming and waking him up right away, I stayed. I couldn't explain why, but this was nice. He was warm and I enjoyed waking up next to someone. His lower half was covered by the blankets but I could still see his chest really well. I admired the ink that covered his arms, chest and neck. He had told me a little about them earlier, told me meanings behind some. It was really beautiful. I knew this was bad, but I was really attracted to people with tattoos. My first boyfriend had had a shark on his thigh, that's where my addiction started. I tried not to laugh at my calling it an 'addiction'. But in a way, it kind of was. I was just generally attracted to tattoos. Lindsey had tattoos. That's one of the reasons I was attracted to her. But I had never dated anyone with as much tattoos as Frank had. Without thinking, I reached up and touched the picture of his grandfather on his arm. I traced it. It was so beautiful. I was too busy staring at his arm to realize is eyes were open. When I looked up at his face I met his eyes and I froze. His eyes were wide, but not angry. They were curious. For a moment, I forgot about everything, my attention was fully focused of Frank.

"Their beautiful" I whispered, breaking the silence. I saw a grin spread on his face. He didn't need to respond, and I didn't want him too. I became very aware of how close our faces were. Our eyes still locked, only inches away. His head was still in my chest and my arm was still around his body. His arm hung over me and it all seamed very..... comfortable. I wasn't freaking out, I didn't feel like I was betraying Lindsey, I didn't feel like this was wrong. My body felt relaxed, but my heart sped up. I could feel myself begin to blush as I became properly aware of the situation.

"Gerard?" he said quietly. His voice choked a little but that didn't matter. I was too lost in Franks eyes. I know this sounded cheesy and overused, but they were nothing like I had seen before. From a distance they look like a usual muddy brow, but up close they were a bright, vibrant hazel. They stared at me wide and curious like, just as he had last night when I came in to comfort him.

"Yeah?" I choked out. My voice was scratchy from too many cigarettes and not speaking in hours.

"Thanks for coming in last night. I must have had a bad dream" He smiled up at me and I could see that he was secretly freaking out. He tried to hide it but I could see the truth. I searched his face to try and figure out if it was a good freaking, or a bad one.

"No problem, your cute when your a dog" I giggled. He blushed and that make me smile even more. I was able to make him blush so easily.

"Uh, Gerard" he said.

"Yeah?"

"You know I'm still naked, right?" he blushed.

"Oh, shit! Sorry!" I deranged myself from his body and quickly exited the room, trying to recover myself from what just happened. In fact, what did just happen?

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"So there's no way to break the curse?'' I asked.

"No, I looked into it but I can't find anything helpful"

"There's got to be something"

"Not unless she breaks it herself, and I don't think she'll be too willing to do that" He sunk in his chair and huffed. We sat in a bus, on our way downtown. Frank was job hunting today and I told him I'd help him. He wanted to help with his fair share, now that he was living with me.

"I'll do some research on it too, there's got to be a way"

"You'd do that for me?" he questioned.

"Of coarse"

"How'd I get stuck with the best roommate ever?" he joked and playfully pushed me. I pushed him back jokingly and soon It ended up in a full out session of just playfully punching each other on the bus. We god odd looks but I didn't mind.

Frank applied to 4 places before we started to get tired. We had to bus around to each place. It was times like these were I wished I owned a car.

"What's next on the list?" he asked. He had made a list of places that were hiring in the area. I was responsible for keeping up with it and deciding what bus we needed to take.

"Some ice cream shop down on 3rd street"

When we got there Frank looked up at it with wide eyes. His entire body froze and he stopped walking.

"Frank? You coming?" I asked as I turned to face him.

"I can't work here" He responded with.

"Well, we don't even know if you have the job yet so...."

"No, Gerard, I don't even want to apply here"

"Why not?" I asked. His body froze as he continued to look up at the building. I grabbed his hand and began to drag him inside. "Well, if your not gonna apply here than we better at least get some ice cream"

We both ordered and sat down at a small table with chairs that were covered in hearts. The place was cute. I wished Frank would apply because the uniforms they had to wear were ridiculous. I didn't tell him to aptly though, he seamed tense the entire time.

"Okay, what up?" I finally asked him. He looked up at me from his ice cream and gave me sad look. Frank had two sad faces when human. One was downright distraught, and the other was his pathetic puppy face. So far I had only saw the distraught face once (when I kicked him out) but I had seen his puppy face on a few casinos. When he made it, my heart melted a little. It was a better puppy face than when he actually was a puppy. He was making that look right now.

"Its nothing" he lied.

"No, its not nothing. What's the deal with this place?"

"My- my mom used to take me here?"

"oh...." I said. I didn't know why he was so sad then. Did his mother die?

"My mother and father are super religious" he began. I wanted to snort out in laughter. I mean they way Frank looked you wouldn't guess he was raised religiously. "When they found out I was a dog, they thought the devil had possessed me. Which, technically it's demonic, considering a witch put a curse on me" he chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. But I knew he was still upset. I stood up and grabbed his hand, holding my ice cream in the other hand. He picked up his ice cream and took my hand generously. He looked confused for a moment but went along with it.

"C'mon then, let's get out of here" I said. He just smiled up at me and I let go of his hand once we were outside. He still looked sad after a few minutes of walking so I shoved my ice cream cone on his nose. When I pulled it away his entire nose was covered in vanilla ice cream "Cheer up" I giggled. He just looked at me in shock.

"Get this off my nose" he wined."Your the one who shoved napkins in your pocket. Wipe it off" He leaned into my jacket and tried to wipe it on my jacket but I pulled him away from my chest. Without thinking, in one swift motion I leaned down and licked the ice cream off his nose. He made a squealing sound and I turned to keep walking. As I walked away from him I felt a cold sensation on my cheek. I stopped and looked down to see Frank looking at me with a mischievous grin. Before I had time to speak he reached up and drug his tongue across my cheek, licking the ice cream off. His tongue on my face felt different when he was human. When he was a dog it was cute and innocent. But now, there was something playful and..... sexy about it. I just giggled and smashed my ice cream onto Franks mouth. I leaned down and licked it off his lips and pulled way.

When I saw the expression on his face I fully realized what I had done. He didn't look mad, but he did look confused. In fact, I was just as confused. I had been flirting with him, then I licked his lips. That was taking it too far. I stood in shock for a moment before clearing my throat and quickly walking toward the bus station and trying to forget what I had done.

Notes

Ugh! This chapter took too long to write.... but I think its a good one. Have a nice weekend! Loves you

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