I'd Rather Not Miss Out On Us

*Frank’s POV*
The flight goes smoothly. Well, as smoothly as a flight with three children can go. And when we land, we go to the overnight parking garage to find my car perfectly fine.
By the time we get on the road, the kids are passed out in the back. I’m so happy I have them with me. And I’m so happy they seem to like Jess. Cherry called her pretty. Cherry wouldn’t even call Jamia pretty. Only her grandmother. I just hope things aren’t going too fast for Jess.
“Baby, you missed the turn to B’s?”
“Do you need some more clothes or something? I wanted to take the kids out tomorrow, I’ll take you shopping if you want?” I say with a smile.
Her eyes widen and she smiles, but the smile fades quickly and she shakes her head.
“I live at B’s, Frank. I figured I’d give the kids a few days with you alone.”
Whoa, what. I immediately turn into the first parking lot I see, parking, and turning to look at Jess.
“Why would you think I wouldn’t want you there? I want them around you, they need to get used to you.” Then my thoughts go bad and I speak them, not really meaning too. “If you’re nervous, I get it, but I need you to help me. I know you don’t know how. But I’m not sure I know how to run a house with three children without a women by my side. I can’t stand the thought of being alone. I know that’s sad, but it’s the truth. I need you, Jess.”
By the time I get done talking Jess’s hand is cupping my cheek, and her thumb is wiping tears away. I’m crying? The fuck?
“Frankie.” Jess mumbles, leaning in and pressing a short kiss to my lips. “Just ask.”
I take a deep breathe. Knowing exactly what she means.
“Move in with me, Jess?” I look into her eyes, searching for doubt, but only seeing bliss.
“Okay,” she mumbles. “Let’s go home. We can come get my stuff from B’s tomorrow.”
We get home, and gently get the kids out, me getting Lily and Miles, Jess carrying Cherry. We put them to bed before getting the bags out of the car and running off to bed ourselves. Jet lag is a bitch. I fall asleep with Jess in my arms, like I will every night now.
*Jess’s POV*
The next day I tell Frank I’m gonna go to B’s by myself, so he can’t just have a chill day with the kids. I take the car. When I get to B’s he welcomes me with open arms.
“Jesus, I forgot you lived here.”
I bit my lip before replying. “I don’t.”
“What?! He asked you to move in! Jess, that’s great!” He pulled me into his arms before pulling back, resting his hands on my shoulders and glaring at me. “Isn’t it a little soon, though?”
He was right. He was so right. And it’s all I’ve thought about since I told him to ask. He just looked so sad. He really needs me as much as I need him. And I budged.
“I know, I know, but last night he poured his heart out to me, and he’s so scared.”
“Scared of what?” B ask, letting go of me and gesturing me to sit on the couch while he does exactly that. I sit down before continuing.
“Scared of being alone. And I think some part of his mind thinks that it won’t be the same if I don’t live with him. He hasn’t been alone since he was like 20. He hasn’t had to do life alone at all. You should’ve seen him. He was crying. He needs me, B. I couldn’t say no.” I skillfully leave out the part where I felt compelled to pretty much ask him to ask me to move in.
“Okay. I get that. But, Jess, and don’t get mad at me. Do me a favor, and make sure he’s not with you because he can’t stand to be alone and you’re the first girl to come and take that feeling away.” I know he told me not to get mad, but that made me fucking pissed.
“B, why would he be with a 20 year old then? Why would he go a month without being able to see me if it was just so he didn’t have to feel alone?”
“Listen, I’m sorry. I just want the best for you. But you can’t be sure of that’s he’s not. I’ll abandon the thoughts when he tells you he loves… Unless, he already has?”
I bite my lip. “He hasn’t.” But I still can’t even begin to think about what B is saying is true. It’s bullshit.
“I’m sure I’m wrong though. That was just the asshole protective friend coming out in me. I’m sorry. He really likes you, I can tell. He looks at you like I see Dalton looking at me.”
I smile at him. Almost feeling reassured. But there’s that thought in the back of my mind that I can’t let go of.
“Help me get my stuff?”
“Buy me coffee.”
“Okay, and you can help me unload my shit too, then. I don’t want Frank to be distracted from the kids.” At that B shoots up.
“I can meet the kids?” He basically beams. He loves kids. Him and Dalton are already talking about adoption.
“If Frank says so.”
My stuff is still packed. I didn’t even sleep here for one night. It doesn’t take long to load up Frank’s car, and B and I are off. We stop by my favorite coffee shop and sit for over an hour, which was a bad idea, because I end up getting two more coffees. We talk. Mainly about Dalton. I tell B tons of stories from when me and Dalton were kids. I grab Frank his favorite: Iced black coffee before leaving.
After coffee, we get to the house. I grab a box, and go the door. Frank opens it for me, smiling. Before he says anything he tries to grab the box from me.
“Eh.” I scold him. “You go watch the kids. B’s helping me.”
“Sup, Frank!” B shouts.
“Hey, man!” Frank yells back before looking back at me. “If you say so, babe. I missed you today.” He leans in and kisses me. I kiss back, immediately getting to into it, and sliding my tongue into his agape mouth. But it’s interrupted by me dropping the box that was in my hand. He pulls away, laughing. And I grab his neck and pull his face to mine. “It’s just clothes” before smashing his lips to mine, going back to where we were. We stand there, playing tonsil hockey for what feels like hours, before I pull away panting. I don’t know what that was. I was just craving his touch.
“Mmmm, you taste like coffee.” I wink at him before leaving his arms and running back to the car to grab the coffee I got him. When I return a huge smile is on his face and he’s shaking his head. “You’re too good to me.” I blush at his words before replying.
“I know. Now go inside. We got this.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He pecks my lips again. “Just sit the stuff in our room. We can sort through it tomorrow or something.” I blush at “our room”. Our room. Mine and Frank’s room. Mine and Frank Iero’s room. I’ll never get used to the sound of that.
We unload the stuff, and go into the living room to where Frank is sitting on the couch watching Jersey Shore. “You’re just that home sick, eh?” I laugh.
Frank jolts around, his face goes pink. “Hey, it’s entertaining.” Then his attention goes to B.
“Kids, this is Daddy and Jess’s friend B.” Frank tells the kid, pointing out the model.
“Like the letter?” Lily asks.
B laughs, “Yes, like the letter.” And walks over to the kids and kneels down.
B starts playing with them and I go to sit by Frank as we watch. It’s really cool how easily they get used to people.
After a little while, I run B back home. And when I get back the kids are in bed, and Frank’s in the bedroom.
“Hey,” He greets me. “Wanna unpack some of your stuff or all you tired?”
“Not at all, let’s do it.” We mainly just puts my clothes away, and when Frank comes across my record collection, he insist a few goes on the wall was soon as possible. But not before saying “Just another reason why I made you mine. You have superb music taste.” Which of course I blush to.
We have somewhat of a heated make-out session before bed, but it doesn’t go anywhere. And eventually we fall to sleep, Frank holding me.
I wake up, and luckily don’t jolt up. I look over at the clock it’s 3 am. I hear crying. I think about waking Frank up, but he looks peaceful. I’m sure I can handle this. I have toddlers in my family, and I’ve taken care of them over night. I’m not even close to oblivious on child care. I slowly slide out of bed and walk down the hall. I hear the crying coming from Mile’s room.

Notes

I think the rest of most of this is gonna be Frank POV, except for a few chapter i have planned that has to be in jess's. I just like writing with Frank's character more. Idk
so, like one or two more chapters of fluff, and then the drama sets in, and it's gonna get bad. I have the rest of the fic mapped out. It'll probably be 40 something chapters. I'm really excited about some parts!

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