He burns my skin, but you might get another look in, if I don't die tonight

Gerard's POV
A week later, nothing had changed. Each night I fell asleep with Mikey's pleading voice in my head, and I would wake in the young hours of the morning with his agonising screams tearing through my subconscious. I had become more of a shell than a person, simply existing through each hellish day. Not knowing if Mikey had made it back to America alive was killing me, almost as much as not being able to see him. To be perfectly honest, I'm not sure that Mikey and I had ever been separated for more than a week, and I could tell this wasn't going to be fun. I had to constantly remind myself that it was the best possible thing to happen to Mikey- at least he got a fresh start.
It was almost nightfall. I was on patrol with a group of other men, including Frank. Ray was working a Red Cross shift.
"Gerard", Frank said suddenly from beside me. We had been sitting in silence for about ten minutes, with nothing really to talk about.
"Yeah?" I asked, glancing over at Frank.
"Do you ever think we'll get to see our families again?"
I was silent for awhile, thinking.
"I don't know, Frank", I answered truthfully, a little while later. "I hope so. When we got deported, I kept telling myself not to get my hopes up. But we've survived for this long. Mikey's gone home, whether he's still alive is another question entirely but..."
I trailed off, unsure of what to say.
Frank was silent.
"You know what Frank?" I asked suddenly.
"Yeah?" He said, turning to face me.
"Even if we die tonight, at least we'll be together. We are each others family, Frankie, and we have to remember that, no matter what. I know it's not the same, but it's better than having no one."
Frank smiled widely, but that soon faded.
"But that's just it Gee", he whispered. "I'm scared of losing you - and Ray. I'm scared of being the last one left - we've already lost Mikey - and I couldn't bear to be alone. To be honest Gee - I'm really scared of losing you."
I felt an overwhelming sense of sadness.
"But even if that does happen - you won't stop fighting, right? You'll never give up, right Frankie? Because I'll always be there, even if you can't see me. I'll never leave you, Frankie, you should know that."
I felt the unexpected tears in my eyes, and I could see them in Frank's too. But I had meant every word I said, without a doubt.
"Gee...." Frank whispered, and I suddenly felt an odd pang of something I'd never felt before - at least - not towards Frank.....
I found myself completely captivated by his eyes, his gorgeous, brown eyes....
I was leaning into him, and he was leaning into me.
I was shutting my eyes.
It was completely unexpected.
It was perfect.
I felt his breath on my lips, his lips grazing mine.
And then came the earth-shattering noise, the flash of bright fire, the immediate sense of terror.
And Frank was torn away from me.

Notes

Yo dweebs I'm back!

this is most likely the second to last chapter, then there'll be an epilogue bc I got it all planned :P

on a sadder note, this morning at around 2:30am, two innocent lives were lost in the Sydney Seige, as you may well know. A 38 year old mother of three was shot and killed, as well as a 34 year old man, the cafe manager, who gave his life trying to wrestle the gun from the attacker. It was a truly tragic ordeal, and I can tell you as I live in New Zealand that everyone is shocked and upset at this tragedy, that nobody expects to happen in this peaceful part of the world I am so grateful to live in. I hope they rest in peace.

Thanks to everyone for reading, I'll update soon :)

title: Pyro - Kings of Leon