Gerard's POV

I wake up to the loud beeping of my alarm, my face pressed against Frank's chest. Instantly, I recall what happened the night before; the traumatizing stories of Frank's childhood, his terrified expressions...it all was something I never want to see again. I see his eyelids start to flutter, and reach to kiss his jaw.
"Go back to sleep, babe, I'll tell my mom we're staying home today."
He smiles, and shuts his eyes once more. I drag myself out of bed, throw on some pants, and head upstairs to explain everything to my mom. As usual, I find her in the kitchen.
"Mom...? I need to talk to you about something..."
Her face is bright and joyful even when she's tired. Bless her soul.
"What's up sweetheart?"
I make a swooping hand gesture to ask her to sit down. Once she's seated, I sit too. I explain to her Frank's memories, what happened to him as a child, and how his dad is back looking for him. About half way through, she starts to cry. I try my hardest not to allow the tears to race down my own cheeks, to stay strong and composed. I succeed, but once I finish, I break down. She hugs me, for her own comfort as well as mine. She said she thinks it's smart to have Frank stay home today, and maybe even tomorrow too. I agree, and thank her for understanding.
I head back downstairs, expecting to see a cozy little sleepy Frank in bed, but instead, he's sitting upright, looking at some pieces of paper.
"What are you looking at?"
I try to make out the pages, and succeed. He's looking at some of my drawings I've made.
"These are awesome..."
I giggle, and sit next to him, viewing the pages myself. He was on this sketch I made about a week or two ago, consisting a random superhero I made up in my mind. Frank switches to the next page, and he smiles as I blush at the embarrassing situation. The drawing was the one he picked up yesterday when he first got into my room; a neat little sketch of his beautiful face.
"I love this one more and more each time I see it."
He looks over to me and kisses my lips softly.
"Thank you, Gerard, for dealing with me and everything I told you last night...I'm sorry I just threw it on you basically..."
He looks down at his thighs, and I can see the sorrow in his eyes.
"Frank, I love you. The fact that you trust me with that information means so much to me, and now that I know, I can make sure you're safe. I'll make sure nothing happens to you."
I lightly put my hand on his back, and he quickly leans into me, getting as close as possible. I take the drawings from his hands and put them on the nightstand next to me, then turn off the light. I run my hand through his hair, and kiss his forehead. His breathing steadies, telling me he's asleep. I decide that I should sleep some more too, since I was up with him most of the night. I shut my eyes, taking in every sensible part of Frank I can. The warmth of his body, his smell, the softness of his hair, the soft thump of his heartbeat- absolutely anything.
If anything happens to him, I'll feel like it's all my fault. He'll be safe with me though, I promise myself. I whisper to Frank, even though I know he's sleeping.
"You'll be safe, love."

Notes

Not sure how this chapter went, but it's sorta helpful for what I have planned, so bear with me, please!!
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