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Gerard's POV

Ray, Bob, Mikey, and I we're playing mario cart on the tour bus whilst Brain drove us to Chicago.
Frank was in the bathroom for the last two hours (probably playing on his phone)
I had on my black parade outfit on already while the others still had their pajamas on.

When i literally lost for the 8th time I stood up to see what Frank was up to.
"Come on man! One more game please" Bob said as Ray was still focused on trying not to fall off rainbow road. -that shit's hard- I just laughed. "I'll play after, kinda tired"
"How do you get tired of playing mario cart? Its Mario Cart!" Brain said from behind the wheel.

I shook my head heading down the hallway towards the bathroom. Getting to the door and tapping my fist on the wood. Kind of scared to find out what he's doing on the other side. Sure he's on his phone but this two hours could include a little fun, yes there's porn magazines in there,

But when he didnt answer, I turned the knob meeting with the least expected.
Frank's face was on the toilet seat with his arms clutching his stomach. His face was paler than usual. And he wasnt even wearing his makeup.

"Frank are you okay?!" I asked worriedly as I shook his small frame awake

As soon as he woke up, he quickly grasped the seat and emptied his stomach into the toilet.
I frowned at the thought of him retching and us not even hearing him. I honestly felt so bad. I wasnt even worried about the show tonight, not with our guitarist sick like this.

I slid to my knees, rubbing his back.

"How long were you like this honey?" I whispered trying not to startle him too much

Frank shrugged his shoulders.
I nodded, understanding that he probably blacked out from it all.

"I'm going to get you a glass of water okay?" I said attempting to get up but Frank clutched my body, his head on my chest as he squeezed me.

"n-no st-stay" he sniffed snuggling into my embrace.

"Okay but.. I'm going to have to take you home or to my place." I said holding him

"o-okay" After his response, I slowly picked him up bridal style in case him standing up would cause nausea. Kicking the wooden door open and walking out into where Bob was beating up Ray with the wii remote. Frank was hiding his face in my chest.

"Whats wrong with the little dude?" Bob questioned and stopped abusing Ray.

"He got sick, I'm going to tell Brain to drop us off at my place." I said to them, both their faces went shocked in sync

"You mean he's bailing out on us?!" Ray got up

"No, he's sick. No way I'm letting him play tonight" I kissed the top of Frank's head.

"Does that mean I can have a party?" Mikey interrupted

"Well, not at our place because that's where Im taking Frank"

Mikey's face dropped. Saying a little 'okay' then returning to his game.

I nodded then went to the front of the bus.

"Hey Brian?"

"Yeah I heard you guys, I'm taking you to your house"

"Oh thank god, I didnt want to break the news to you hah"

"Hmm yeah, I didnt really want to drive all the way to Chicago anyway. Do you think he'll be better a week from now?" Brian asked and I saw Frank look up at me.

"Uh well I'll do the best I can to make him better" I smiled down at Frank.

Brian gave me a nod, and I sat beside him in the passenger seat. Still holding Frank as he snuggled more into my chest. I could feel his body relaxing finally.


_____Time Lapse_____


"Alright Gerard, give me a call when the champ is better" Brian said as I exited the vehicle with Frank still in my arms. Bob and Ray were pushing eachother when I left.

"Make sure you guys dont kill each other" I laughed following Mikey to our front porch. Mikey was going to be leaving the house explaining that he didnt want to 'catch anything' but that could also be an excuse for having fun with his girlfriend. I don't mind. I'd rather be alone with Frank anyway.

The minute I was in the house I went upstairs to my room. Carefully placing Frank on my bed and went downstairs to make him some sleepy tea. I want to make sure he sleeps tonight.

When I got to the kitchen Mikey was at the table on his phone.
"When ya leaving hm?" I asked, putting some water in the kettle.
"Soon don't worry, Alicia and I are going to the cinema then I might sleep at her place" Mikey said tapping his fingers on the screen.

"I see, would you like some tea?"

Before Mikey could answer, I heard loud stomping upstairs. Him and I both turned to each other and he gave me a confused glare. Then we heard muffled gagging. Mikey got up right away.
"Gross, you deal with that I'm leaving"

I nodded biting my lip and running upstairs. The bathroom door was open so I peeked in and saw Frank clinging to the rim of the toilet and heaving up contents I didn't know existed, I didn't even see him eat that much today which worried me to the core. He must be in so much pain if all he's puking up is vile.

Frank groaned. Breathing heavy awaiting another wave of nausea. When it hit him I went down to his level caressing his back in slow movements. Deciding to just go behind him and hold my arms around his waist/body. Resting my head on his back as he shook.
"I'm sorry you have to go through this baby" I rubbed his stomach hoping it'd calm down a bit.

Frank wiped his mouth with his sleeve and flushed the toilet.
"Want me to run a bath for you?" I whispered and I felt him shrug.

"Well I will anyway for you to relax, I'll get you some of my smaller pajamas okay?"

Frank muttered a thanks and I turned the tap of the bath, to in between,, not wanting it to feel like he's sitting in lava. I planted a kiss to his neck before I got up to get him clothes.
"Yell if you need anything, I wont take too long" I said leaving the little adult on the floor.

I opened my dresser looking for something that will decently fit him. I smiled when I found a long sleeved shirt that would just look adorable on him. Then got some fuzzy star wars pants.

When I walked back in the bathroom, Frank was already in the bath. Eyes closed. I looked down walking in and placing two towels on the toilet seat and the pair of clothes on top of them.
"Hi g-gerard" A little voice said. I looked up slightly not wanting to invade his privacy.

"Uhm here are your clothes and stuff.. I'll be downstairs making you tea" I said starting to walk out.

"t-thank you" he said in a hushed tone

I smiled then walked down the stairs.

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I stopped to open a shoddy cupboard for a mug. When I did, I felt the force of a small body impact the middle of my back. It stumbled backwards a few steps.
I froze thinking he blacked out but when I turned to see what was happening,,

I turned to see Frank rubbing at his tired eyes with sweater-covered knuckles; blue and black stripes, over sized, which made him look more like a child than ever.
Not to mention his Star Wars pajamas that I gave him

"Watch where you're goin', sleepy head," I said, laughing

"Whatever," he breathed lackadaisically, "You're comfy."
He wrapped his noodle-of-an-arm around mine, and leaned his head against my shoulder, eyes shut. I grinned, letting the warm breath from between his teeth depress into my skin.
"I gotta make this, though," I said quietly, taking his hands in mine, turning him around and leading him to the table.

"You wait there, if you feel sick again just avoid the chairs"
Frank laughed a little "M'kay" and sat down.

I turned again to focus in front of me when a hard knock called from behind. I swiveled back to see Frank with his temple against the wood.
"Ow," he slurred.

I rolled my eyes with a dopey smile "Be careful jeez" and snatched a mug from the cupboard. I filled it with water, got out a package of 'Sleepy Time Tea,'and slid it in the microwave above one of the counters. I set the time as directed, and turned toward the table in which Frank sat waiting.

"Aww," I whispered, smiling. Frank's head was resting in his arms, his chest rising and falling silently and smoothly. His nose was tucked between the bend of his elbow.
I sat down across from him as soundlessly as I could, keeping my eyes on him with bated breath.

Steeling my lungs completely, I reached out and tenderly engulfed his tiny, tattooed hand. Still, he made not a sound or movement. There was something absolutely precious about the way his lips were parted, and the way his head was turned, and the way his damp hair fell around his plush, rosey cheeks, and the way his silent breaths fogged up the surface of the table, and the way his pretty little eyelashes quivered as he slept; everything. He was absolutely precious.

I took a final, achey note, and rested my head against the table's cool surface, shutting my eyes.

A triple beep rang from the microwave, which woke up Frank a little. Dangit.

"is it ready?" Frank slurred with half lidded eyes looking at mine

I nodded sleepily getting up and dragging my feet towards the radiation box. Opening and taking the hot mug out of it. Setting it beside Frank's arm that his face is tucked away in.
"Are you able to get up or do you want me to carry you again?"

"Is that a trick question?" Frank smiled.

"Well I can make sure you dont face plant?"

Frank got up, I looked at him carefully. Eyes slowly going wide and all of a sudden he was falling. Quickly I came to his side before he reached the hard floor. "Are you okay?" I asked shaking a bit myself/

"Yeah yeah Im f-fine..got up t-too fast" Frank said quietly wrapping one arm around my shoulder as if he had a broken leg and I was his crutch. I picked up his tea while I held his frame with my other hand.

We hiked up the stairs and walked into my room. Went to the end of my bed, I let him crawl in first. I followed setting the tea on the side table. Frank curled up against me and I just pulled him in closer.

"Hey Frank?" I whispered before he fell asleep.

He looked at me slowly
'hm'

I go in for a kiss but Frank pulls back. I felt like a complete idiot.
"I'm sick remember?" Oh thank god.

I smiled and said a faint 'i dont care' and leaned in seconds later.
Our lips collided and I felt him smile against my lips.
When we moved away from each other, Frank went back to being pulled into my embrace.

"Goodnight Frankie" I pressed another soft kiss on his lips before drifting off to sleep.

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