If You Can't Handle The Heat...

Gerard woke up warm and safe, Frank's arms wrapped around him from behind and Frank's body plastered to his back. He smiled before opening his eyes, then screamed out when he found his little brother's face an inch or two from his, Mikey staring right at him. Mikey laughed loudly at Gerard's reaction. Frank grumbled at being woken up so rudely and blinked his eyes repeatedly until he could see well enough to see what woke him up. He saw Mikey and a startled looking Gerard. He frowned at Mikey.

“Mikey, let me put it to you this way...if you are the one that just scared him and woke me up you have about five seconds before I get out from under these covers and kick your ass.”

Mikey giggled, holding up his hands in surrender.

"I just came to tell you we're all back, and we picked up pizzas on the way home. If you want some, you better get dressed and come get it before we eat yours..."

He stood up straight and headed toward the stairs. He paused at the bottom of them to turn back.

"Oh, and one more thing...if you're gonna fuck my brother again, can you always make sure I'm not here?...thanks Frank."

He grinned, then turned and raced up the stairs and out of sight. Gerard tried to bury his face in the pillows as his cheeks flushed bright red. Frank frowned, Mikey should’ve been at work when they...he shook his head.

“Do you have any particular attachment to him?”

He looked down at Gerard and smiled a little at the other boy hiding his face. Frank hummed and pulled Gerard over to him to kiss his forehead. Gerard purred contentedly, curling into Frank's chest.

"I have an attachment to you."

He said quietly, looking up at Frank with wide eyes.

“Hmmm, good...”

Frank chuckled and kissed Gerard’s cheek.

“But that doesn’t tell me how mad you’d be if I actually did kick your brother’s ass.”

"Well..."

Gerard said slowly, actually thinking about it.

"I can't say I'd be totally devastated, as long as he could still walk afterward."

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Frank grinned and leaned down to kiss Gerard properly. Gerard hummed happily into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Frank's neck and moving one leg up and around Frank to pull their bodies closer...their naked cocks brushing together. Gerard whined slightly, breaking the kiss.

"Do you think they'd mind if we didn't go up for food?"

Frank smiled at him and shook his head.

“Even if they don’t leave us any, which is a real possibility with Mikey, I can make us something.”

Mikey shouted down the stairs at them.

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCK WHILE I'M HERE!!"

Gerard turned bright red and buried his face into Frank's neck. Frank tried not to laugh and looked at Gerard. He looked over at the stairs.

“NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION.”

He heard Tony say something about ‘As long as I can’t hear it I don’t care what they do down there.’ and chuckled because of course his dad would be on his side. He also heard the sound of someone getting swatted and from the sound of it he was sure it was Linda swatting Tony. Gerard groaned.

"That's it, I have to stay down here forever now...I can never face your mom and dad again."

“They don’t care, we’re not kids and they know we’re together...”

Frank kissed his forehead.

“You’ll be fine.”

Gerard shook his head.

"No, I'm gonna spontaneously combust if I have to face them...I don't want to spontaneously combust Frankie."

He said with a pout and puppy dog eyes.

“You’re not gonna spontaneously combust.”

Frank shook his head. Gerard pouted harder.

"You don't know that...it's a real thing you know."

“I promise you that you’re not gonna combust.”

Frank sighed.

“And if you do we have a fire extinguisher.”

Gerard looked down, his voice going small.

"You're making fun of me, aren't you...you think I'm an idiot."

“No, of course not...”

Frank frowned and hugged Gerard tight.

“No one here is going to make fun of you, apart from maybe your brother and he’s easily dealt with. If we do make fun of you we don’t mean anything by it and if you tell us it bothers you we won’t do it anymore.”

Gerard looked up timidly.

"Y-you won't?"

His ex used to tease him and make fun of him, making him feel small and stupid all the time...he'd grown to believe that was normal.

“No, we won’t. Gerard, we would never intentionally do anything to hurt you and that includes hurting you emotionally.”

Frank brushed a hand over Gerard’s cheek and watched his face as he told him this. Gerard leaned into the touch.

"P-please don't hurt me like he did Frankie...please?"

Frank frowned deeply.

“Who did? Your dad? I would never ever hurt you the way he has, I promise you that.”

Gerard looked down, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"No, not him."

“Someone else hurt you?”

Frank grew more concerned. Gerard kept his head down, curling into himself a bit. Frank brought his face back up with a finger under his chin.

“Gerard, listen to me, I will never hurt you. I’d never be able to live with myself if I did. You’re too sweet and you deserve to be happy and cared for.”

Gerard sighed softly.

"You...you mean it?...I'm, I'm really safe here?"

“Yes...”

Frank said quietly and without hesitation.

"And you know what I think?"

Gerard tipped his head slightly to the right.

"What?"

“I think we should go have pizza with them so I can harass your brother for being an ass and I think you should wear your skirt.”

Frank told him and smiled gently. Gerard chewed on his lip for a moment.

"They won't laugh?"

Frank shook his head.

“No, they won’t laugh.”

Gerard nodded slightly.

"But Mikey will."

“And Mikey will get a swat up the back of the head and an earful if he tries it.”

Frank rolled his eyes. Gerard smiled slightly.

"That'll be new for...him."

“He’ll learn...”

Frank kissed his forehead.

“Come on, let’s go.”

Gerard's smile widened a little.

"O-ok. Let's get dressed first though, yeah?"

“Yeah.”

Frank smiled back and shooed him so he’d get up so Frank could move. Gerard giggled slightly and climbed over Frank and off of the bed, walking naked over to his clothes to get redressed. Frank hummed happily before pushing himself up to swing his legs over the side of the bed and grab some sweatpants. His parents were used to seeing him wander around with no shirt and he was positive Gerard wouldn’t mind. It was his home and it was evening, why did he need a shirt. Gerard slipped his red panties back on, followed by his skirt and faded shirt...he left his stockings off. He turned to look at Frank and swallowed heavily.

"Um, Frankie?"

Frank looked at Gerard and raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

Gerard giggled slightly, his cheeks turning pink.

"I personally have no problem with you walking around like that, but I think your parents might take exception to me drooling at the dinner table...don't you?"

Frank smiled and stepped forward to take hold of Gerard’s hand.

“Well it’s a good thing then, that Pizza is not a dinner table affair in this house.”

Frank grinned. Gerard smiled wide.

"A very good thing indeed."

Frank chuckled and led Gerard upstairs to find everyone else in the living room with the pizza on the coffee table. Gerard hid himself behind Frank as much as he could, still nervous about everyone's reactions to his skirt. Frank wasn’t having it and just as Linda looked up he moved out from in front of Gerard.

“Oh! Oh that’s so cute.”

Linda’s face lit up and she set down her pizza to go over to him and fuss over him. Frank smiled at Gerard, he knew his mother would be like this about it. Tony looked up from his food and raised an eyebrow for a second but shrugged and nodded.

“It looks good on you, and if you’re brave enough to wear it then you’re a better man than me. I’d be afraid of it flapping up.”

Tony chuckled at himself. Gerard giggled slightly.

"Me too, sometimes."

He chanced a look at Mikey, but was surprised to see a smile on his brother's face.

"Looking good Gee."

Mikey said before taking a bite of his pizza. Gerard smiled wide.

"Thanks."

Frank smiled proudly and considered giving Mikey a hug but thought he’d better not. Let the kid earn it. Linda looked like she had an idea and from experience Frank knew that could be really good or really not. She hummed in thought and then shook her head.

“We’ll worry about that after dinner.”

She said to no one in particular and shooed them towards the food. Tony patted at the couch beside him for Gerard and Frank to sit. Gerard smiled shyly and walked over with Frank. He smoothed down his skirt at the back and sat down at the far end of the couch from Tony, so that Frank could sit between them, then he pushed the loose fabric of the front of the skirt down between his thighs self consciously. Frank sat down in the space left for him and leaned forward to grab a paper plate and put some pizza on it. He held it out for Gerard.

Gerard accepted the plate with a small smile and a soft thank you, then sat quietly and waited for everyone else to have their food. Frank got his own pizza and sat back while the others happily ate their food. He looked up at the TV to see what they were watching and wasn’t surprised to find his father had put it on the retro cartoon station again. Gerard took a small, tentative bite of his pizza slice and watched the people around him. This was new to him; a family sitting together to eat and it not being tense and uncomfortable...and him not being told to not eat too much cause he was fat enough already. He remembered the last time he ate with Steven before he decided he'd had enough of the abuse and ran away.

"You should stop eating for a while, I don't want to be seen with a fat pig for a boyfriend..."

Steven spat at Gerard between bites of his double cheese burger. Gerard shook his head slightly, his eyes lowered to his plate of carrot sticks.

"Actually, yeah, give those to the rabbit...you can start your diet today, just water from now on."

Gerard dared to look up, his right eye swollen from the hit he'd taken last night.

"For...for how long?"

Steven was out of his seat in a second and Gerard was on the ground, whimpering in pain three minutes later.

Gerard shook himself out of the memory and put his slice of pizza back on his plate...his appetite was gone now. Frank saw him set down his food out of the corner of his eye and looked at him in concern.

“You ok?”

He asked barely above a whisper, so only Gerard would hear and his parents wouldn’t bother him. Gerard swallowed, his eyes moving to Frank's, then down to his lap.

"Y-yeah, just not that hungry."

He mumbled quietly. Frank frowned and sighed quietly.

“Please try to eat something.”

Gerard chewed on his lip for a moment, then glanced up at Frank through his lashes.

"Ok, just a l-little though."

He picked up his slice and took a small bite, giving Frank a half smile after. Frank smiled back and kissed his cheek, it didn’t make him feel better but a little was better than nothing. Gerard ate a grand total of five bites of pizza before putting the slice back on his plate...he was pretty sure he'd throw up if he had to eat more as memories flashed through his mind. Linda chose that precise moment to look over at Gerard.

"Are you not feeling well, sweetheart?"

"Uh, no, not really...sorry."

Gerard mumbled out, his head down.

"No no, it's alright."

Linda gave Frank a pointed look and he nodded.

"You wanna lay down?"

Gerard nodded slightly.

"Please."

Frank nodded and set what was left of his food down to get up and hold his hand out to Gerard. Gerard took Frank's hand and let himself be pulled up onto his feet. He wobbled slightly, his head spinning for a second before he righted himself and smiled weakly at Frank.

"Come on."

Frank put an arm around Gerard, not totally trusting his ability to keep himself upright. He led him towards the stairs, Linda nodded at him on their way past. Gerard leaned into Frank...he felt safe with Frank. They made it down the stairs pretty much in one piece, and Gerard yawned as soon as he saw the bed.

Frank got Gerard over to the bed and set him down on it. Gerard smiled softly up at Frank, something told him that Frank would never treat him like Steven did...would he? His smile slipped slightly as the possibility that this Frank could just be an act crept into his mind unbidden. Frank watched Gerard's expression change and frowned.

"Gerard? What's wrong?"

Gerard shook his head slightly.

"N-nothing, I'm just tired I g-guess."

Frank sighed and sat beside him.

“And now I’m calling bullshit, something is wrong but you just don’t want to tell me. I wanna help, but I can’t do that if I don’t know.”

Gerard put his head in his hands wearily.

"Y-you can't h-help. I just...it's something I just n-need to deal with myself..."

He looked up timidly.

"Please don't be mad?"

“I’m not mad...”

Frank shook his head.

“But I want you to listen to me, and understand what I’m saying...”

He moved so he was kneeling in front of Gerard and took hold of his hands.

“You don’t have to deal with anything on your own. I’m here for you no matter what it is and I will do everything I possibly can to help you. You’re not alone anymore.”

Gerard took a shaky breath and let it out on a small sob. He hung his head.

"I'm s-scared Frankie."

“What are you scared of?”

Frank asked him softly and sat on his own feet. Gerard took a few deep breaths to steady his nerves.

"That...that this is all an act. That you'll turn into him...cause he was nice to start off with too and I didn't know til it was too late and by then I was in too deep and it was too late and, and..."

Tears flooded down Gerard's cheeks as he broke down into heavy, painful sobs.

"...and I don't want you to be l-like him."

Frank shushed him softly and reached up to wipe away the tears. He gently pulled Gerard to him and held him tightly.

“Whoever he was, I hate him for doing this to you...”

Frank muttered and brushed Gerard’s hair away from his face.

“I will never ever be like him.”

Gerard shook his head weakly.

"He said that t-too...he s-said he'd n-never be like my d-dad."

Frank closed his eyes and rested his chin on top of Gerard’s head.

“If you don’t want to talk about it right now then you don’t have to...but what did he do to you?”

Gerard shuddered as more tears fell.

"He...he...l can't, I-I'm sorry."

Frank shook his head and wiped away the tears with his thumb.

“It’s ok, you don’t have to.”

He sat there holding Gerard and he wished more than anything he could help Gerard forget all the crap he’d been put through in his life. Gerard clung to Frank...he really hoped that this was real, but that voice in the back of his mind told him not to trust...not again. Frank very carefully shifted so he and Gerard were laying down, still holding Gerard close to him and content to lay there until Gerard felt better. Gerard sniffed and sobbed quietly, holding onto Frank's warmth for as long as the other boy would allow him to...until he eventually drifted off to sleep. Frank listened to Gerard’s breathing even out as he fell asleep. He pressed a gentle kiss to Gerard’s forehead and decided that if he was going to stay put then a nap couldn’t hurt.

(time passes)

"Fat pig, you're disgusting."

"I'm s-sorry, I'm sorry."

*Whack!*...Steven's fist hit Gerard's already bruised cheek, splitting the skin with his heavy class ring. Gerard cried out, falling awkwardly against the coffee table, pain shooting through his right side. *Whack!*

"Worthless fucking slut."

*Punch. Kick. Punch. Kick. Kick. Kick.*

"Goodnight whore."

Gerard felt a final kick to the side of his head, and he blacked out.

Gerard woke with a scream, thrashing violently against the arms that were holding him. Frank woke up a little winded as something hit him in the stomach, it took his a second to realise it was Gerard. Once he did he immediately kicked into action trying to get him to settle down without getting hit again.

“Hey...Gerard, it’s ok. It’s me, Frank...”

Frank pinned his arms down and tried to catch his breath. He knew it likely wasn’t smart to pin Gerard down but that hurt and he needed him to quit thrashing like that. He loosened his hold and shushed Gerard quietly.

“It’s ok, baby, it was just a dream. It’s gone now.”

Gerard continued to struggle, his eyes squeezed shut tight as desperate wails and cries escaped his lips and tears flooded his face.

“Gerard, calm down, please...”

Frank let go of him, holding him down wasn’t helping and was probably freaking him out more. He looked at the stairs and considered going to get Mikey.

“Shhhhhhh, you’re ok.”

Gerard lashed out now that his hands were free...he couldn't let Steven do it again, not again. Frank groaned as Gerard's hand connected.

“Fuck.”

Frank moved away from him and turned on a light. Maybe that would wake him the hell up.

"No, please don't S-Steven...please?"

Gerard whimpered as his movements became sluggish and weak, he was still trying to defend himself though. Frank frowned, watching as he moved slower, and pulled Gerard up into a sitting position and into his lap.

“I am not Steven...”

Frank said firmly, realising that must be who hurt him. Frank held him with Gerard's arms tucked between them.

“It’s Frank.”

Gerard whimpered, shaking and struggling lightly, his eyes still closed.

"D-don't make me...it hurts."

Frank felt his heart drop and his eyes go wide, he can’t get his head around what it sounds like to him. He looked down at Gerard, his eyes still closed. He wasn’t coming out of this on his own like he should.

“Come on, Gee, time to wake up...”

Frank felt weird using Mikey’s nickname for Gerard but he kind of liked it. He shook Gerard gently.

“You need to wake up now, open your eyes.”

Gerard's eyes fluttered slightly and he sobbed.

"Don't, I...I d-don't like it Steven, I c-can't."

“Come on, Gee...”

Frank shook him a little harder, his eyes stung at the thought of what was going on in Gerard’s head right now.

“You gotta wake up for me.”

Suddenly Gerard's eyes flew open wide and he cried out.

"NOOO!..."

Before breaking down completely, and collapsing against Frank's bare chest, clinging to him tight.

"F-Frankie-e...d-don't l-leave me, p-please Frankie, p-please."

Frank held him tight, relieved he was awake and pretty sure he was crying now too.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here. You’re safe.”

He whispered softly and carded his fingers through Gerard’s hair as he held onto him, tucking his head under his chin.

"No no, you're g-gonna leave me and I'll b-be all alone and and..."

Gerard trailed off into sobs.

“No, I’m not...”

Frank shook his head gently.

“I’m not going anywhere for as long as you want me to stay. I don’t want to leave you and I’m not going to.”

"But, but when you know w-what he d-did...you w-won't w-want me anymore."

“No, knowing what he’s done to you will help me know how to help you...”

Frank wiped at his face.

“Besides, you were talking in your sleep. I sort of already have an idea of what he did and if it’s what I think then I hope he’s suffering for it. What he did doesn’t have any sway on how I feel about you.”

"He..."

Gerard swallowed thickly, he'd never actually told anyone about this. He tried again.

"He was nice at first, he...he said he understood that I w-wasn't ready. But then...then he..."

He sobbed.

"He got imp-patient. He m-made me...made me..."

He broke down again. Frank hugged Gerard tight and shushed him in as soft a voice as he could manage.

“Then he is an asshole and should be rotting in a jail cell.”

Gerard shook his head, sobbing quietly.

"I th-thought he l-loved me...he s-said he l-loved me..."

He looked up at Frank with red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"He said if I told..."

His eyes went wide, a frightened whimper leaving his lips.

"But now I told you...he said if I told anyone, th-they'd th-think I'm a s-slut."

Frank shook his head.

“Well you know what...he’s wrong.”

"He's not, I'm a s-slut...I l-let him...he...he let them..."

“No...”

Frank shook his head.

“‘Slut’ implies you did it because you wanted to. ‘Slut’ implies some level of willing and unforced consent. And even if you had I wouldn’t think any less of you."

"You...wouldn't?"

“Ummm no...that’d be a little hypocritical.”

Frank gave a small sheepish smile. Gerard tilted his head to the right.

"Huh?"

“It’d be hypocritical to think any less of you if you had willingly slept with other people.”

Frank looked at him, unsure of what exactly confused him.

"But...but I didn't."

Frank tried not to smile at how Gerard didn’t seem to get it and kissed his forehead gently.

“I know, you’ve told me that. I’m telling you that no matter what I’m not going to judge you for anything.”

"Not anything?...really?"

Gerard didn't believe that, there were things Frank would definitely judge him on...if he ever found out.

“Well no, not unless it was like...really really severe...”

Frank shook his head.

“Let me put it to you this way...if it hasn’t earned you jail time or hurt a person or animal then I’m not usually likely to judge you for it...”

Frank thought for a second.

“Unless of course you turn without using your turn signal, then you’re just one of the worst people ever.”

Frank chuckled. Gerard giggled slightly, shaking his head a bit.

"N-no, I'd never d-do that Frankie."

Frank smiled at him and smushed his face back against Gerard’s head.

“Good, that’s how guys like me on our bikes end up getting hurt. Morons who don’t use turn signals...”

Frank sighed.

“You feeling any better? Or do you wanna sit here and talk for a bit?”

Gerard sighed, looking down.

"I...I never talked about...him before."

“We can talk about whatever you want to talk about if you don’t want to talk about him.”

Frank looked at Gerard and gave him a reassuring squeeze. Gerard looked up with a shy smile.

"C-can we talk about w-what we d-did earlier?...or better, can we d-do it again?"

Frank looked at him a little surprised.

“Do you want to?”

"If...if you do?"

“I’m just making sure it’s what you want.”

Frank smiled at him and leaned down to kiss him. Gerard purred into the kiss, it was a slightly awkward angle, but it was Frank, so Gerard didn't mind. Frank smiled at the little noise, before breaking the kiss and pulling at Gerard’s hip gently to get him to turn so it was easier to kiss him. Gerard complied and moved to straddle Frank's lap, his skirt riding up over his thighs. Frank moved his hands to grip Gerard’s hips and kiss him again. Gerard whined softly, loving the feel of Frank holding him. Frank moaned back quietly and moved his hands up under Gerard’s shirt. Gerard shivered at the touch and ground down a little, electric pleasure shooting through him.

Frank’s moan was louder this time and he pushed Gerard’s shirt up to get it off of him. Gerard lifted his arms to assist, desperate to feel Frank's hands on him again. Frank tossed the shirt aside and ran his hands over Gerard’s hips and up his sides, just touching and feeling the soft skin. Frank leaned forward to kiss Gerard’s neck and mark the smooth skin of his collarbone and throat lightly.

"Ahh...F-Frankie...I want to f-feel you...inside me..."

Gerard said between soft gasps and pants.

"Need you."

Frank groaned and laid Gerard back on the bed to pull his skirt down off of him carefully, his panties following quickly. Frank ditched his sweat pants and looked down at Gerard. He wasn’t actually sure how he’d gotten lucky enough to have this beautiful man want him like this. He leaned over and grabbed the lube to open Gerard up. Gerard shook his head.

"I'm still stretched from before...please, just fuck me...please?"

Frank looked up at him and nodded. He used some of the lube on himself instead and lined up to push in, willing to trust Gerard and try it at least. He leaned over him and started to push forward. Gerard breathed deeply, his fingers clenching in the sheets as he accepted Frank into him. His eyes watered but he needed it...he needed to feel. Frank saw the look on Gerard’s face and hesitated.

“You ok, baby?”

Gerard nodded, teeth buried in his bottom lip as a tear slid down his face. He lifted one hand out of the sheets to cup Frank's cheek reassuringly...he really needed this. Frank kissed at Gerard’s hand gently and reached down to wipe away the tears. He went really slow and was very careful to let Gerard adjust as he went. Gerard trembled, slightly unsure that he'd made the right call not wanting to be stretched again...but he wouldn't chicken out. He closed his eyes and breathed steadily until Frank had bottomed out.

Frank stopped once he’d bottomed out and gently kissed Gerard’s cheek, waiting for him to adjust and trying to stay still for him. Gerard pressed his head back into the pillows, feeling sweat bead at his hairline as he waited for his body to adjust. After a couple of minutes, he started to fidget.

“H-how are you d-doing?”

Frank smiled gently, watching his face and trying to read him. Gerard nodded, releasing his lip from between his teeth.

"I'm g-good. Move please?"

Frank nodded and shifted his hips, slow careful thrusts pushing at first, groaning at the feeling. Gerard let his eyes flutter closed as his breath hitched in his throat.

"M-more. Need to f-feel you...please?"

“Fuck...”

Frank choked out and moaned. He leaned down to kiss Gerard hard as he thrusted a little harder, Gerard felt so good.

Gerard clung to Frank, his legs wrapping around Frank's waist and his arms around Frank's neck, fingernails scratching at the back of Frank's shoulders as he whimpered and mewled into the kiss. He needed this so bad, needed to forget what Steven did to him, what his dad did...

Gerard trembled at the memory and pushed it away...no, he couldn't think of that now, not ever...he had to only think of Frank...only feel Frank, and forget about all the bad stuff from before. He arched his back, pulling Frank deeper into him with a moan.

"F-Frankie...oh God p-please."

He shuddered as Frank's cock hit his prostate dead on, his own cock twitching between them. Frank started thrusting harder, aiming for that spot again. Gerard squeezed his eyes tight shut and bit down hard on his lower lip to keep his moans inside...he really didn't want Frank's family, or Mikey, hearing him moaning like a porn star. It was hard though cause he was so close already.

Frank groaned quietly, and leaned down to kiss at Gerard’s neck. He loved the little noises Gerard was making even though he was trying really hard to stay quiet. He was so close and this felt so good. Gerard trembled, grinding down hard as little whimpers escaped his lips.

“So...good, fuck...you’re so b-beautiful, Gee...so perfect.”

Frank whispered near his ear as he kissed and bit his way down to his shoulder again. Gerard gasped, his fingers gripping hard to Frank's shoulders.

"Oh God...I'm gonna, gonna..."

His breaths became fast and desperate.

"Pl-please...I n-need...can I cum...p-please?"

“Yeah, baby...cum for me.”

Gerard whimpered, shook, then with a cry...came hard between them, his whole body tensing, his muscles clenching around Frank's cock. Frank moaned loudly and slammed into him, cumming hard.

“Fuck.”

Gerard sobbed slightly, then fell limp, his eyes rolling back as he passed out. Frank frowned deeply and pulled out before carefully getting off the bed to go get a cloth to clean them up. He stubbed his foot on something and cursed under his breath before he managed to get back to Gerard. He cleaned him gently, making sure he hadn’t hurt him, and tossed the cloth into the laundry hamper before he crawled back into the bed beside Gerard. He curled up and hugged him close to his chest. Frank honestly didn’t think he was going to sleep the rest of the night. There was no way in hell he was going to be able to sleep. Something was wrong and it was going to bother him till Gerard woke up.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So its been a while as we've both been busy with other projects, but here's the next chapter...hope you liked it.

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