I Will Follow You into the Dark

GERARD POV

As soon as the ambulance pulled into the hospital, Frank was whisked away from me. I trotted to keep up as a nurse continued to preform CPR on him. I was worried out of my mind.

"Pulse! I feel a pulse!" one of the doctors shouted. My heart lept.

Frank, my love, was wheeled into a room with several intricate-looking machines. The heart monitor was immediately hooked up to his chest and stomach and I felt sick at the sight of my Frankie in this condition.

"Is he gonna be okay?" I asked. My question wasn't answered.

After a few hours of waiting and hoping and waiting some more, I finally overheard that my baby was waking up.

I cautiously walked into the room as if my existence was going to stop his heart again. As soon as I was next to the bed, I looked closely at Frank. There were tubes in his arm and many cords stuck to his chest and stomach. Never, in the whole three years of dating Frank, would I ever believe anyone if they told me that I would see him this way.

"Frank?"

His fingers twitched and I felt a glimmer of hope seep through my veins.

"Hey, Gee. How bad is it?" he whispered. I could feel the back of my eyes burn and water.

"Oh, Frank. We almost lost you there. I was terrified for you. But," I wiped a tear, "your stubbornness saved you."

"Guess what."

"Yeah?" I smiled.

"I love you," Frank grinned. I could feel the corners of my mouth being tugged up.

"I love you too, babe." Right when the last consonant of the last word was escaping though my lips, Frank groaned in pain. I furrowed my eyebrows and put my hand on his knee.

"Are you okay? Do you need a doctor?" I asked quickly. Frank shook his head.

"I'll be okay," he mouthed. I felt a pang of guilt. I was the one who should be writhing in pain, not him.

I leaned my face closer to his until I could feel his quickened breath on my lips. I shivered in anticipation. Frank, always being the more confident one, leaned forward an inch more so our mouths touched. I parted my lips just a bit as he worked his mouth against mine. Slowly, I took a breath in through my nose and exhaled as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He massaged it against my own tongue and I felt tiny tingles up my spine. Oh, I could do this everyday.

He and I jumped apart as I heard someone clear their throat behind us.

"Clearly you're feeling better, Mr. Iero. In much pain?" a doctor asked. Frank nodded his head and again I felt guilt in my heart.

As the doctor wrote notes on his clipboard, I turned to Frank.

"I'm so sorry. I would never want this to happen to you."

"S'alright. It's character building, ya know?"

Notes

FRANK NO STOP
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eekk this chapter is hell a short im sorry
Also
My boy toy is a babe