Just A Home

The second they left the hospital, Frank was a little sore, mostly because of the rain of April making his joints ache, but was walking anyway. With the car packed and Frank fully rested they headed out towards their vacation.

Once they got there, Gerard told Frank to stay in the car; after setting some bags inside, he ran back to the car to carry Frank in; he was a little sore from the drive over.

Frank wrapped his arms around his handsome boyfriend’s neck, and lifted his legs into Gerard’s arms. Laughing, he kissed Frank’s cheek, walking him into the warm house. Sighing, he was plopped on to the couch while he watched Gerard take their stuff into their bedroom.

“I want to help.” Frank whined. Gerard walked back into the main room, smiling.

“Baby this week is for you.” Gerard sat next to Frank, leaning back while taking his younger boyfriend into his arms.

“This is our week.” Frank corrected him. Gerard brushed the fringe out of Frank’s face.

“No this week is for you. When you were taken into the hospital, I prayed. I don’t usually pray, I don’t really believe in God or whatever is up there.” Grabbing Gerard’s hand, he pressed his boyfriend’s fingers to his lips. “I prayed for you to be okay; I said that if you come out of this alright, I was gonna take you away for a little; and stop fighting with you when I am stressed at work. Because I don’t think I could live without you. I know that sounds like it came out of a Nicolas Sparks book, but it’s the truth. That’s why I get upset at work, because if something is going wrong, that means that I may not be able to take care of you. I love you, so, so much, so much that it hurts sometimes.” Gerard lifted Frank’s legs, slowly trying to get him on his lap. “This week is for you; because I love you, because you deserve a brake.” Grabbing Frank’s face firmly he kissed him. Frank whimpered into the kiss, pulling Gerard closer.

“I love you so much. Gerard, I- I’m sorry that I’ve been a mess. And that I’ve been working a lot, and not taking care of myself.” Frank sighed against Gerard’s lips.

“I will always be here to take care of you.” Gerard roughly kissed Frank again, picking him up in his arms and off the bed they went.

Frank smiled at the ceiling as Gerard cleaned them up. Gerard saw Frank’s insertion, it dissolved away nicely, but left a small scar.

“I’m okay Gerard; I actually wanted to give you something; um I may be crazy, like really crazy, but, um, just give me my back-pack over there.” Gerard turned around seeing the purple bag on the ground. Putting it on Frank’s lap, he went digging into it, pulling something out, something Gerard couldn’t see. Frank pushed the bag off him, waving for Gerard to sit next to him.Crossing his legs, Gerard was sitting in front of Frank.

“Okay, um, I know we haven’t talked about the future other than we want to be together.” Frank leaned forward, trying to grab Gerard’s hand, but winced in pain.

“Frank.” Gerard gasped.

“I’m okay. Now I saved up for this right after I got you that ring. Because that’s what I want to do, spend the rest of my life with you, you don’t have to accept it now, but I hope one day you will.” Reveling the box, Gerard’s face was pale, emotionless. “Sweetie, I love you. You’ve saved me, you barely knew me, didn’t know if I was a convict or rapist. You took me in and cared for me, loved me. Please, please do me the honor of being my husband one day?” Gerard covered his face with his hands, he was crying. Trying to lean over again, Frank yelped, digging his nails into Gerard’s bare leg. Looking up, he moved closer to Frank, kissing him, as he pushed him back into the pillows.

“Yes, yes, God, have you been planning this?” Frank laughed, rooting his fingers into Gerard’s hair. Frank just nodded.

“Yea, your mother gave me some necklace that your brother use o wear, it was a cross made out of white gold. She asked me to melt it down so they could make a band out of it, so now you’ll have your brother wherever we go in our future.” Gerard began to cry again, holding Frank closer. “Can I put it on your finger now?” Gerard just nodded, taking his left hand, sliding the ring on the finger.

“Oh my God.” Gerard whispered. Frank laughed.

“See I told you this is our week away, together, Mr. Fiancé.” Burying his head into Frank neck, Gerard laughed.

“Did I tell you I love you?” Frank just rolled them over so he could kiss his new fiancé again.

Notes

Its short but its a good one.