I Still Think You're Beautiful

It took me forever to get to Frank's house, or maybe it just felt like forever. When his house came into view, my heart skipped a beat, but it suddenly stopped when I realized Frank was sitting on the curb of the sidewalk, his backpack at his side. His body was curled up in a ball, his legs pulled into his chest and his head resting on his knees. "Shit," I mumble and walk faster, I cringe when I feel my chest begin to tighten.

"Frankie," I choke out when I reach him. He looks up at me slowly, his mouth hanging open slightly. There's some dirt smudged across his cheeks and his eyeliner is worn and running down his face. I kneel down next to him and place a hand on the back of his next, "Frank, what happened, are you okay?" Frank sniffles and shakes his head. I sigh for about the tenth time in an hour and pull his face closer to mine, making our foreheads touch lightly. "Tell me what happened." I whisper and close my eyes.

Frank's arms wrap tightly around my neck and he pulls his face away from mine. I jump a little when I feel him bury his face in my neck unexpectedly. Out of instinct, my arms embrace themselves around his frail body, pulling him closer into me. My heart aches as I listen to the almost silent sobs coming from him and his body shakes. One of my hands reaches up to stroke his hair, offering extra comfort. "H-he kicked m-me out..." Frank chokes out as his embrace around my neck tightens.

My eyes widen and anger boils in my stomach, "Don't tell me your dad kicked you out....because if he did...I swear to god." If Frank's father did this to him, god only knows what the fuck I'm gonna do, I'll probably end up killing somebody.
Frank nods into my neck, "H-he w-was drunk a-and I was doing h-homework and..." His voice is cut off by more sobs. I rub my knuckles up and down his boney back as his body shakes and shudders. "H-he said m-my mother w-was a whore...a-and that I w-was a m-mistake. H-he told me I should have never been b-born."

"Frank Anthony Iero don't you dare even fucking say that." I snap, "He's clearly a fucking asshole! You're anything but a mistake, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on, just believe me on that. You were put on this Earth for a reason, you're gonna be something big one day..."

It goes silent for awhile, me rocking Frank back and forth in my lap as his crying slows and he grips my shoulders. "Can I take you home with me?" I ask and leave tiny butterfly kisses all over his tear stained face. He opens his closed eyes and looks up at me, he nods his head and closes them again, snuggling into my chest. "Okay," I mumble, and kiss his lips. He winces a little at the gesture and pull away, surprised. In a quick movement, I sling his backpack over my shoulder without letting go of him. "Do you want me to carry you?" I ask and Frank nods. I readjust him in my arms so I'm carrying him bridal style the stand up slowly. It's still scary how light he is, it feels like I'm literally carrying nothing. His backpack probably weighs more than him.
"You're safe now," I whisper as I begin to walk in the direction of my house, "I promise."




When we get inside my house, I set Frank down on the couch and drop his bag next to mine by the door. I head back to the couch where Frank is laying and plant myself down behind him, his back aganist my stomach. I snake my arms around him and pull into me more, I connect my lips to his bare neck and he tilts his head back slightly I bite down gently and suck on the skin. "Babe," I murmur against his neck, "You should get some of that dirt off of you, you can take a shower in my bathroom."

Frank nods his head and drops his mouth slightly as I continue to bite and kiss down his neck, my hands wandering up and down his body. "Gee..." He breathes and reaches down to grab my hand that is now resting on his hip right above his bum. "What baby...?" I whisper and kiss his jawline. "W-will you...get in t-the shower w-with me...?" He stutters. To be honest, I'm shocked that he asked that. He's always talking about how much he hates his body and he doesn't want anybody to see it....so maybe him asking me this means that....he trusts me?

"Y-yeah baby." I whisper, "If-if you want me too, I will." He turns over so he's facing me, his face centimeters from mine. His wide hazel eyes stare into mine making my insides melt from the love blooming in my stomach. "I love you." I whisper and kiss his soft lips. I pull away and he whispers back, "I love you too."

I snake one arm under his back and the other under his legs, I sit up and lift him with me. I carry Frank down the hallway and to the bathroom, never breaking eye contact with him. After entering the bathroom, I set him down and close the door behind us. "Are you sure you want me to...?" I ask again, making intense eye contact with Frankie's piercing eyes.

"Yes Gerard, I'm sure. More sure than I've ever been about anything." Frank says as he tugs at the bottom of his shirt. I nod and move closer to him, my hands now resting on his sides. "I love you, and if...you know, I scare you or go too far, let me know, okay?" I whisper in his ear, he relaxes under my touch and whispers back, "I'm not scared, I trust you."

I kiss his forehead and let go of him then turn to turn the shower on. I wait until the water's warm then turn back to Frank. I look into his eyes before he nods and I slowly take my shirt off, the cold air hitting my chest makes me shiver. Frank takes a deep breathe and carefully slides his shirt over his head, and holy fuck, he's fucking gorgeous. I realize I'm staring and I stutter out, "F-frank, y-you're...you're beautiful." He blushes and looks down at the floor. I step closer to him, breaking the gap between us, and kiss him, his lips move against mine slowly. I pull away and give him a reassuring smile before I start to pull my jeans down, along with my boxers. I'm relieved when I see I don't have a boner, because that would probably scare the living shit outta Frank.

Frank's eyes still widen, I smile a little when I see he's staring. He looks back up at me and into my eyes, he then proceeds to very slowly pull down his jeans until they are on the floor in a pile next to mine. My mouth waters as I my eyes wander around his body, he is absolutely breathtaking. His pale skin is glowing and smooth, his body is perfectly shaped and he's just....wow. But, he's so skinny, and boney. "Oh my god..." I breathe out, "You are just...perfect Frank. You're just gorgeous..."

"You...you don't mind my uh..." Frank points to a few white faded lines on his stomach, which I realize are scars. I reach and grab his wrist gently and pull him into me, "No, of course I don't. You're beautiful with or without them baby." I tell him. He nods and stands on his tiptoes to plant a kiss on my lips. "We should get in before the water gets cold," I chuckle as I pull away. Frank smiles up at me and nods, "Good idea."

I guide him into the shower with me, pulling our bodies under the warm water. I keep my eyes up and in hopes to make him feel more comfortable, and he does the same. I bring him into my chest, wrapping my arms around him as his head relaxes on my chest. "I love you." I whisper again.
"I love you too Gee." Frank whispers back. And never before have I ever felt this safe and content in my life.

*******


"Ray," Mikey whispers as he pulls out of the older boys arms. "We can't do this." He pushes Ray's arm off of him and scoots himself away to the other side of the bench they're sitting on.
Ray's heart stops as he takes in what Mikey has just said, "What do you mean, don't you love me?"
"Of course I love you, with all my heart..." Mikey voice trails off as tears sting his eyes, "It's just that, I'm afraid you're going to end up hurt..."
"But Mikey, I love you..."
"We can't keep this up much longer Ray, I can't keep ruining random girls to hide our relationship! And even if I do, Gerard knows now and he could tell everybody." Mikey raises his voice, tears now flooding out of his eyes, "I almost got Alicia pregnant Ray! What would have happened then?"
"Baby please don't cry..." Ray pleads as he reaches out to wipe the tears from Mikey's eyes, "I hate to see you cry, Mikes. It breaks my heart."
Mikey leans into Ray's touch before snapping back into reality and pulling away, "Ray, I'm sorry. We can't..." Mikey rises to his feet, looking down at Ray through blinding tears. He leans down and kisses Ray's lips, one last time.
"I love you..." Ray whispers as he feels his heart slowly break to pieces.
"I love you too Ray, don't ever forget it...." Mikey chokes out before slowly straightening himself up and walking away, leaving Ray on the bench in front of his house.

Notes

I have no idea why but I cried while I wrote this chapter, from beginning to end. Heheh, sorry if its too short, or whatever. And theres definitely going to be smut next chapter. woot woot