Before The Sun Goes Down

Gerard's POV
When Frank wakes up, it's only around midday. He woke up from his nightmare at around six AM, so it didn't exactly surprise me when he said he was tired, nor what time he woke up from his little nap.
He looks adorable when he's waking up, all smiles and squinty eyes. His tired smiles are definitely my favorite smiles of his, maybe apart from when he's genuinely happy and his eyes lighten up and they smile too.
After all the time I've spent with him, getting memories back and everything, I've fell back into love with him. When I first got turned, I thought I wasn't capable of loving somebody, Blue had a girlfriend at the time- a vampire from Rome, and everybody said she was hot and stuff, but I didn't see it. Sure, she was pretty but that's where the attraction ended. It was the same for every girl, and I never even looked at males.
It was only a few months ago that I realized why I wasn't attracted to girls and seemed uncapable of loving one, and when I did, I became happier, well, at least that's what everybody thinks.
I felt lost, really lost, mentally, and the fog kind of cleared once I smelt Frank's scent in the graveyard. I had almost no clue who he was, but that didn't matter. Now, I love him like I did before I gave him my liver.
When Frank woke up he got really bored, really fast. Because I haven't been here for that long and I haven't really had a chance to explore, I had no idea on where to take him. I didn't immediately think, 'Oh, let's take him out for dinner', because my ideal idea of eating something is hot blood, which probably wouldn't be on the menu of any local restaurant.
Being stuck on ideas, I managed to convince him to just drive around on a 'magical mystery tour', as I call it, and we got really lost.
We've ended up on the side of a highway, with nothing but trees around us. I could probably smell our way back, but for one, I'm not a dog, and two, even though I got turned into a blood sucking demon spawn, I still have the same teenage hormones I had before getting turned, and getting hot and heavy in a forest setting seems like a great idea to me.
I don't tell my thoughts to Frank, but I am getting a little more handsy than usual. I think he's noticed, but he hasn't said anything and he's asked me to try and stay out of his mind unless I need to enter it.
"Frankie," I whine for the seventh time. "Let's go for a walk, I'm bored, you're bored, let's go and... explore the forest thing?" I smile at him, pulling the puppy dog eyes out. Even though I can make grown men crap themselves by one look, I can still pull off the cutesy puppy look pretty well. After one look at my face, he sighs, finally relenting. I grin at him, kissing his nose and jump out of the car.
I wait at the side of the road for Frank to pull the car off the road and onto the bit of dirt so nothing crashes into it, and when he finally walks over to me, I pull him onto my back and start running.
Due to my increase in sporting ability- vampire perks, I can run faster than a Cheetah if I want to. Knowing Frank's reaction to the 'super run' would be hilarious, I start off slow, gaining speed as I run until I'm running at my full speed- Which is very fast.
At first, he goes rigid on my back, then his arms start a choke-hold around my neck, and he almost squeals like a pig being slaughtered. I laugh at him, making him mutter a breathy curse at me. I run until I find a sort-of clearing, then i stop suddenly, making Frank almost go over my shoulders.
When I let him down, he smacks the back of my head, then I think he remembers the fact that it won't even produce so much as a tickle and he scowls at me. I attack him into a hug, not squeezing to tightly, but tight enough to make him splutter. I pick him up, my arms around his middle, and swing him around, both of us laughing.
I set him down and then pull him into the sun with me. He pokes my arm, lifting the sleeve of my jacket up. "Why don't you sparkle? Edward... Whatever-his-name does, so why don't you? Aren't you cool enough or something?" He grins as I shake my head at him, sighing at his stupidity. "Yeah, no, totally. I'm not fucking cool enough to look like I've had diamonds implanted into my skin when I step into the sun. Wow, Frankie, you found out the secret.." I clap at him, making him roll his eyes and pout.
I smirk at him, taking off my jacket and sitting down. I feel the grass underneath my fingertips, feeling every detail of the blades. I bet I look like a fucking high hippie or something, but I don't care, nature is beautiful.
Frank sits next me, putting his head into my lap and sighing. We smile at each other, both just happy to be together, Frank not having to sit next to a grave to talk to me. The happiness in Frank's eyes make everything I've ever done worth doing, and everything I will ever do worth doing.
I realise that neither of us has said the 'L' word yet, and wonder if I should. We've said it to each other before, so why should now be any different? "Do you still love me?" I ask, making him frown. He doesn't answer me for awhile, making my paranoia grow in the pit of my stomach. "Gerard, do you really think I'd still be taking anti-depressants, a year and a bit after you 'died', if I didn't still love you?" I shake my head, a smile threatening to take over my face. "Of course I still love you, Gee, you stupid fuck." I chuckle at the romantic little nickname he called me, rolling my eyes. "Wow, Frankie you're so romantic, aren't you? It's a good job I love you, too, you twat face motherfucker." He chuckles at me, his laugh fading into a loving smile.
"Good.." I smile at him, leaning down and kissing him.
The sun feels great on my naturally cold body, and when I pull away I lie back, putting my arms under my head and sighing. Frank crawls over so he's lay next to me, his tattoos catching my eye. I love tattoos, but I'm too afraid of needles to even think about getting a small letter 'a' tattooed on me.
"Can you show me some of your abilities, Gee?" I look down at him, turning side wards so I can see easier. "What do you want to see?" Frank shrugs, so I get up and go to the headrest tree. The only beach I can reach from where I'm standing is the bottom one, but it's think enough that a normal human male wouldn't be able to break it off. Frank stands besides me, looking at me in confusion. "Stand back, sugar." I push him backwards slightly, then I reach up and grip the beach in one hand, pulling on it slightly. The tree creaks, bark flying from where the beach is connected to the tree trunk. I pull again, and the branch snaps off, bark flying everywhere.
I turn to Frank, waving the branch at him. "Wow, okay, show off.." I grin at him, throwing the branch into the undergrowth. "What else can you do?" I think for a minute, think about which of my abilities are easiest to do now.
I concentrate on the ground, willing the moisture to form a small puddle. After a second, the water comes trickling to the surface, making Frank's head snap to where the noise. Once he's looking, I make the water form a ball and make it float to in front of Frank's face.
I manipulate it to create different shapes, crude images, temperatures. Once I've shown him some of my skills, I let the water back into the earth. "So you can control water?" I nod, walking closer to him. "I can also control fire, earth, air. The elements, basically. I can also control dead things, but the skill is generally considered evil and dark, so I don't do it very often." Frank nods, smiling.
"I'm sorry, but vampire Gerard is so much cooler than non-vampire Gerard.." I laugh at him, knowing he's joking from the color his eyes have turned.
When he's angry, they get slightly darker, when he's turned on, they go to an almost black color, when he's happy they become pretty light and when he's joking or lying, they get really dark in some places but light in others.
I pull him into a hug, breathing in his scent. I smile to myself, thinking about how whole I feel when I'm around him. I lift his face up and kiss him, the kiss getting hotter and hotter until Frank has to pull away to breathe.
As soon as he has his breath back, his lips are on mine again. Soon enough, we're sat on the ground, Frank straddling my lap and playing with my hair. We kiss until Frank has to pull away before he feels light headed, which makes me worried because he looks like he'sabout to pass out.
He focuses on breathing for a minute, then he looks back up, his breathing back to normal. I smile at him, checking over his face for any signs of discomfort or anything. Before I can make a full circuit, Frank's kissing me again, forcing his tongue into my mouth.
He tugs on my t-shirt, so I break the kiss and pull it off, doing the same to his. He pushes me down so he's practically sat on my chest and kisses me again, more forcefully this time, and I reciprocated.
He slid his hands down my chest and undid the zipper and button of my jeans, doing the same to himself. He didn't pull them down or anything, he just left them and started kissing me with full force.
Then, he stops. He looks down at me, and even though I don't have to breathe I'm panting, and smirks. He does up his jeans, reaches for his t-shirt, and puts it back on. He grabs mine, too, and throws it at me. It hits me in the face, I'm too dazed by what just happened to even contemplate catching it when it lands on my face. "God, Gee, get dressed. I haven't got all day, you know." I find myself dumbly pulling it on, doing up my jeans and then propping myself up on my elbows. "What the fuck just happened, Frankie?" He shrugs smirking, and I decide that i might strangle him. "I don't know what you're talking about, baby.." He trails off, the smirk getting bigger. I sigh, looking down at the lump in my jeans, glaring at Frank. "Ugh, fuck you." I mutter, half-serious. "By the looks of it, you wish you could." I sharpen my glare, but the smile on Frank's face must be contagious because soon I'm smiling back at him. I get up off the floor, shoving Frank. He almost falls over, even though it was quite a weak shove, but I guess I am a vampire.
"Let's go, Gee. It's almost dark, and I'm hungry and tired.." I roll my eyes at his babyish tone, hoisting him onto my back and running with him before he can complain. We reach the car a few minutes later, and I drop Frank, who's pulling out the car keys.
His hair is sticking up in all directions, and I laugh at him, making his eyes narrow. "What?" I suppress my laughter by biting my lip, shaking my head. "Nothing, darling, absolutely nothing," He sighs, shaking his head and turning around. "Frank? You might want to sort out your hair or something though, I mean you rock every look, well, to me you do, but I'm not walking around with you looking like that..." I trail off, guiding him to the rear view mirror. "You look like a sex god like that, babe, and I'll get jealous of everyone that even looks at you.." I laugh at him again, and I see him scowling in the mirror, trying to flatten his hair, but to no avail.
He huffs and drops his hands, crossing his arms and turning to scowl at me. I act innocent, so he turns away and gets in the car.
I follow him, turning on the radio. I know he hates pop, so I turn up the radio when something catchy and stupid comes on from One Direction or something like that. Frank ignores me, but I manage to pick up the chorus quickly and start singing along, purposely going out of tune.
I get no reaction from Frank besides him clenching his jaw.
I get bored of trying to annoy him so I turn it down and we drive in silence for a minute. Then, I see Frank smile out of the corner of my eye, making me have to suppress my own. "God, you're so fucking immature. How did you even fucking know the words to it, Gee? I couldn't even tell you the name of the person singing it." I shrug, the smile finally appearing on my face.
"First of all, it was a group of people. It could have been One Direction or something, but there were definitely several voices.. and a lot of auto tune, second, I have keen... song senses?" I shrug, not knowing how to describe it. He nods, laughing under his breath.
Considering we were supposedly lost, it take us less than half an hour to get back to Frank's apartment. As soon as we get in, he gets two plates out of a cupboard and places them onto the counter. "Why have you got two plates out, Frankie?" He stares at me, puzzled. Then, his eyes get lighter and I can practically hear the penny drop. He laughs, presumably at his own stupidity, and puts one away, grabbing some leftover pizza out of the fridge.
He shoves it on the plate then puts it into the microwave, setting the timer for five minutes and then walking over to me .
He wraps his arms around my neck, and I wrap mine around his waist. I kiss the top of his head, making him smile. We hug and sway until the microwave dings, and then go and sit in Frank's bedroom while he eats it.
He's practically fallen asleep when he swallows the last bite, so I lay him down and take his plate out and put it into the sink. By the time I walk back into his room, he's curled up under the sheets, his eyes partially open.
"Do you want me to go or...?" He shakes his head sleepily, muttering something that sounded like 'Stay'. I smile, taking off my jeans and folding them up. I get in the bed, shuffling closer to Frankie. He automatically curls into my side, and my arm goes around him as he does.
He falls asleep before I can even say goodnight to him, a small smile on his face. I kiss his for head, murmuring, "I love you." to him before closing my own eyes and drifting off to a partial sleep state.

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