The Aftermath Of Death

The date was the twelfth of February 2006. It was a Sunday. It was the 43rd day of the year. A blizzard was currently ripping it's way through North America. Causing three casualties and power outages all over New Jersey. George W Bush was president of the United States. And Gerard Way was alive.

That morning Gerard Way woke up to the feeling of an empty bed, the cool air laying, what felt like, a blanket of frost over his nose and a bang from the lightbulb above him. He groaned slightly turning on his back and peering through barely opened eyes out into his little room in his little apartment on that little street in New Jersey. He could hear the wind whipping around outside causing flurries of snowflakes to collide with his window above where he lay. He knew it was still snowing from the day before, it had said on the news it would last a few days. It was cold in his apartment and the air seemed thick with the freezing temperatures and Gerard was sure that there was a 98% chance his nose had fallen off during the night from the cold, but none of that concerned him. He just wanted to know where Frank was. His questions were soon answered by Franks cursing.

'Fuck!' Gerard heard Frank moan from outside his bedroom door and then suddenly the door swung open to reveal Frank in disarray. His hair sticking up at all sides, his eyes sleepy, wrapped in a blanket and seething with laughable anger. Gerard giggled slightly at his boyfriend who waddled over the bed and collapsed beside him.

'What's up?' Gerard asked turning in his side and playing with Franks hair. He groaned a little more and only turned his head so he could look at the older man.

'The powers out and therefore there's no heating and I'm freezing my balls off and the busses are off which means I can't go home. Which isn't really a bad thing, but I think my mum might have my head if I stay away for another night.' Frank mumbled still sleepy, but he had enough energy to cuddle closely and inhale Gerard scent.

'Well, I'll get you home tonight some how, don't worry and I've got the perfect idea to keep you warm.' Gerard said seductively earning a raised eyebrow from Frank. He quickly turned Frank of his back and straddled him pushing the blanket off of his bare torso and leaning down to kiss his lips tenderly. Frank groaned slightly pushing his lips into Gerard's wanting to deepen the kiss. Gerard giggled and pecked Franks lips once more before moving down to his neck sucking and licking his cold and olive skin leaving trails of hickeys down his throat and collar bones making the boy whimper slightly and pushing his hips up needing contact. Gerard smiled still holding down Franks desperate hips and kissing down his torso. Peppering his smooth skin with little kisses and making Frank squirm. Gerard looked up at Frank, who was fully awake now, pupils blown and checks bright red. He sucked intently on Frank hip bones making the younger boy hiss and push his hips up rubbing against Gerard's chest. Gerard quickly moved up his boyfriend again and straddling his hips grinding down and giving frank the pressure he needed. Gerard leaned down started kissing over the slowly developing bruises he had left only moments before kissing them softly as he continued to move his hips against his boyfriends.

Frank lay blissed out under Gerard as he grinned against him moaning and needing more. Gerard started nibbling on Frank's ear and breathing heavily into his neck. 'Run away with me?' Gerard whispered into the younger boys ears closing his eyes and trying to remember everything he felt right now. The way Frank's body felt against his, how his breathing felt against the back of his neck, what it feels like to have his hands on his waist. Franks breath hitches slightly before replying horsily.

'Anytime you want...' Frank whimpered into Gerard's ear buckling his hip and trying to get more contact. Gerard leaned up and looked down at the man he loved and smiled.

'Well...Frankie.' Gerard purred still grinding his hips slowly onto Franks. 'Looks like your all flustered and warm now.' Frank opened his eyes and looked at Gerard questioningly. 'I think I've done my job.' He says jumping off the bed ripping the blanket off of Frank and wrapping himself in it before walking out the room giggling. Frank groaned cursing Gerard as he wrapped his hand around himself and dealing with the problem Gerard caused.

'Fuck you Gerard Way!' He called through to him laughing.

'That's the plan Frankie.' Gerard muttered settling onto the sofa and grinning widely.

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They could've sat like this for hours. So they did. Wrapped in the fluffy blankets that were scattered around Gerard's house and wrapped around each other. Settled into and warm and comfortable position surrounded by candles Gerard had as a moving in present from 3 years ago. They shared a cigarette slowly inhaling the beautifully disastrous toxin in quiet harmony the only sounds were the wind whistling the same old tune and the joyous yelling of the children playing the February snow. Gerard had been hogging the cigarette for the past five minutes and Frank had definitely noticed. Gerard inhaled the mixture of tar and nicotine and other toxins that were in the cancer stick and Frank watched as his jaw tightened and relaxed throughout the process. Frank was in awe of the beautiful man and smirked slightly at him as he took another draw of the cigarette.

'You know.' Frank muttered still staring at Gerard. He didn't move his head to look down at his boyfriend he just glanced at him blowing out the rest of the smoke and closed his eyes as it billowed upwards causing a cloud of smoke to appear around them. 'They'll kill you.' Frank said non-emotionally.

'Yes. They'll kill you too.' Gerard muttered passing the cigarette to his boyfriend and letting him take a drag. Gerard watched Frank inhale the poison and he shook his head when he tried to pass it back. 'You're too similar to me, Frankie.' Gerard said sweetly. 'It scares me.'

'Don't let it.' Frank mumbled stubbing out the end on Gerard's makeshift ashtray. He pushed his face into the older mans neck kissing it slightly. 'I'm okay.' Frank whispered.

'Just okay?' Gerard asked letting his eyes slip closed again feeling Frank kiss him lightly.

'Just okay.' Frank confirmed with a slight nod and then added. 'And that's better than what It was like before I met you.' Frank moved his head and away causing the older man to catch his eye and look up at him. 'I love you.' Frank tired to convince him.

'I know.' Gerard nodded smiling. 'I'm just worried. You didn't smoke before you met me or drink and you seem so sad Frankie and...' Frank placed a finger against his boyfriends to silence him. 'I love you.' Gerard confessed smiling. 'I want you to be happy and to be the best you can be.'

'And I'm happiest when I'm with you. You bring out the best in me, Gee.' Frank smiled moving away his finger and replacing it with his lips. Gerard tasted of sweet and sugary cereal and pulp-less Orange juice and nicotine. But most of all he tasted like Gerard and that's what Frank tried to always remember; he tried to stain his memory with.

Frank settled into Gerard lap again and picked up his book he'd been reading opening at his page. It was Stephen Kings new book and was supposedly one if the best books of 2006. Frank cuddled closely and began to read aloud. 'Thousands of people stood on the mystic river bridge and watched as everything between Comm Ave and Boston harbour took fire and burned. The wind is from the west remained brisk and warm even after the sun was down on the flames roared like a furnace, blotting out the stars.' Frank mumbled as Gerard closed his eyes and listened intently really enjoying the novel and especially when Frank was reading it. Frank stopped reading once his voice began to tire and his throat became sore and he placed the book back on Gerard shelf and turned towards him. 'Don't read it without me!' Gerard placed up his hands in surrender and giggled and Frank fell back into the sofa beside him and looked up quickly at the clock on Gerard wall and groaned it was already 4pm and he needed to go home.

'I'm gonna miss you.' Frank muttered against Gerard's lips when they pulled up to Franks street just a few houses away from Franks suburban home.

'It's only for a few days Frankie.' Gerard smiled down at him cupping his cheek and stroking it slightly. Frank purred against his hand closing his eyes and smiling sadly.

'I know, but I'm going to miss you.' Frank muttered kissing the palm of Gerard's hand. Gerard pushed his hand through franks hair and pulled him close to him.

'I'll miss you too...' Gerard smiled placing a small kiss to his lips, a peck, but enough to make Franks stomach irrupt into a kaleidoscope of butterflies. Frank slowly pulled himself from Gerard smiled. He looked right back and sighed happily. 'I'm so in love with you Frank Iero. Always know that.' Frank burst into giggles grabbing Gerard's hand and squeezing it.

'You're a dork, Gerard Way, and I need to go home.' He said opening the door and letting go of Gerard hand and making his way home, but not before blowing Gerard a kiss through the window and smiling widely. Because he was happy. Frank Iero was happy.

Today is Thursday the 21st of July 2016. The sun is shining brightly and illuminating everything in New Jersey. The sun is glowing brightly burning a gruesome heat into the highly populated state. It is the 203rd day of the year and it has been ten years five months and nine days since that snowy day in 2006. Barak Obama is president of the United States. Gerard Way is dead in the ground. And so is Frank Iero.

Notes

AHHHHHHH!!!!!! Okay firstly, you guys totally thought I was gonna write smut didn't you? Ha. Never. I can't honestly it would be horrendous if I did. Secondly, I can't believe there's only one chapter left and I've kinda told you what is gonna happen and omfg I can't believe I'm near the end. This was an idea so many months ago and now I'm so proud of it. So so proud. And we reached over 2000 views! I'm feeling good. Much better than I was feeling last week, but the mood swings and the down days come with the anxiety it's like a fucking package deal! Haha! And thirdly, I love this chapter. It's just happy for once and it's nice and yeah. Fourthly, this was originally going to be called 'Romance' but summertime is like my favourite all time MCR song so I decided on that instead. Tell me what you think and share around cause I'm really happy with this chapter.

-C