The next few days went rather swimmingly. Frank had brought Gerard two or three meals a day, and ate with him a few times. He hadn't been quite as friendly as he had been the day they looked through all those pictures together, Gerard had noticed. He held a stance of authority and dominance over Gerard, but his kindness was still there. Gerard had done his absolutely best to appease the man, since he so desperately wanted out of that god-forsaken hell hole. He didn't care what it took, he just wanted to be out of there.

*****

Frank was clawing through the days until he could free his pet from the attic. It was getting hard to contain himself, and since Gee was acting properly, what was the point in keeping him up there any longer? He'd already had to dust and redust Gerard's room from waiting for so long. The second week since his angel's arrival was approaching. Since he was being so good, Frank felt like they could finally take it to step two of their relationship. It made Frank all nervous and excited and a little antsy. God, he loved Gerard more than anyone could understand, and he just wanted Gerard to love him back.

Today was a Friday, and which meant no work for the whole weekend. It was as good a day as ever to get his plan kick started. Breakfast was bigger than usual. Frank had gone to the trouble of making eggs, tofu bacon, biscuits, and coffee for the both of them. He'd somehow managed to get everything upstairs. When he opened the door, his baby boy was still asleep. Fucking precious, he thought silently. Frank set the tray on a bin, using it like a table, before creeping over to Gerard. His hair was adorably fucked up, and his mouth hung open slightly. Frank hated to wake him up. "Gee," he whispered, poking him in the ribs. Gerard flinched away from his touch. "Gerard, come on, get up," he said more assertively. The sleeper groaned and fought to open his eyes. Frank knew that Gerard was technically breaking the rules by not obeying him, but he was in such a good mood, he didn't want to punish his sweet pet. However, Frank knew what would wake him up a little more. He reached over to where the tray was, and grabbed one of the two bottles of water he'd brought up. "Alright, Gee, I'm gonna give you 5 seconds to sit up. Do you hear me? One...two...-" Frank twisted the cap open. "Three-" Gerard was unresponsive at this point, and Frank rolled his eyes. "Four, you really don't want for me to get to five." Still, nothing. "Alright, you asked for it." Frank tilted the bottle over Gerard's face. What was meant to be nothing more than a second of running water turned into Frank accidently dumping about half the water onto Gerard.

Gerard instantly shot up with a sharp yell, shaking his face to get water off. "-the fuck?!" Frank couldn't help but giggle at Gerard's reaction. Gerard wiped water from his eyes, groaning Frank's name irritably before glaring at him.

"Hey, that's not what you're supposed to address me as, you know that." Frank thought he was so cute with that pouty expression, but he wasn't going to let another rule slip by him. Gerard rubbed his face.

"Sorry, sir," he stressed. Fuck if Gerard cared, he just had a ton of cold fucking water poured all over him!

"That's better. Now come on, I have us a nice breakfast, and it'd be a shame if it got cold." Frank hopped up and brought the tray over to Gerard, setting it in front of him. He watched as Gerard's eyes grew wide at the sight of coffee, making Frank chuckle.

The two ate peacefully, making light conversation, but it turned into mostly Gerard moaning about how "fucking delicious" the coffee is and then him bragging on Frank's cooking. Frank finished before the other. "Soooo...." he cooed, gaining Gerard's attention. "I have some news-good news, to clarify," he stumbled. Gerard looked at him confusedly, not quite sure what to expect. He stopped eating and looked at Frank intently. "Um, well today I'm going to let you go downstairs. Like, you're not gonna be up here anymore." Gerard froze. Did... did I hear that correctly? Am I- I'm getting out of here??

"B-but I, but... really?" he choked out. Frank smiled triumphantly at him.

"Really, you're gonna get to see your room and sleep there tonight." Gerard was practically about to burst out of his skin he was so incredibly happy. Frank then added, "If you do good while we're downstairs, then you'll get one of your special presents tomorrow." Gerard didn't know what the present would be, but he was much too excited to be suspicious.

"Oh, thank you so much sir! I promise I'll be good, really," Gerard swore. He wolfed down the rest of his breakfast. Frank gathered their dishes up and led Gerard to the bathroom so he could wash up a little while he took the care of the messy plates.

While brushing his teeth, Gerard thought back to the attic. He'd grown comfortable and was used to the room, and wasn't sure how to feel now about the rest of the house. He hadn't seen it yet, obviously, and was a little nervous. He was even more nervous of how things would be with Frank. He knew Frank had mentioned that he'd have his own room, so at least he didn't have to sleep with Frank. Sleep with, ugh. From the moment he first woke up in this strange house, he'd wondered what would become of him... what all Frank would do with him. Anything was a possibility, and he wasn't in much of a position to fight back. Gerard felt weaker than ever after being malnourished the last couple of weeks. Rape was a possibility that couldn't be ignored, along with plenty of other things. Despite his only recent kind behavior, Gerard still believed Frank was psychotic and dangerous. Gerard had noticed the way he'd let himself slip and think about Frank or steal glances at the man. He hated himself for doing that. Frank simply could not be trusted, and Gerard desperately needed to whip his feelings into shape.

By the time Frank got back, Gerard was leaning queasily against the sink counter, daydreaming. Frank's unexpected opening of the door made him jump a little, but his fearful look cleared and was replaced with excitement. "So, are you ready to see your new home baby boy?" Gerard nodded his head enthusiastically. Frank smiled happily, and grabbed Gerard by the hand. Everything was going perfectly.

Notes

Ayyy so I know this is a kinda short chapter, but I figured I would be writing a long update for Gerard getting to see the downstairs for the first time, so I split it up. Hopefully this one's not too boring, and if it is, just wait for the next one!! Thank yall for all my comments and rates and hits on this fic-I don't think I'll ever be able to stop thanking you guys!

-xo OfSaintsandSinners