Vampires Will Never Hurt You (Frerard)

GERARDS POV

Frank is still lying down when I get back, but his eyes are open. "Morning, love." I say, slipping off my zip-up and sitting on the bed next to him. He pulls me down for a kiss, and our lips move with each other for a few seconds before he pulls away. It was just a few seconds but it was amazing.

"Sleep well?" I ask, and he nods. "Woke up a few minutes ago from this ass pain. What happened?" I'm pouring some pills into my hand as he speaks, and I hand them to him. "Here, these'll help." I tell him, and he swallows them down with a grimace.

I lay down next to him and wait for him to turn to me. With a sigh, he shifts in bed so he's facing me, and I cup his face with my hands. "I found out who the kid is, Frank." I tell him, a grin breaking onto my face. "It's Mikey, Frank. He's alive." He smiles, looking up at me. "I though that you two looked alike..."

He pulls me into a kiss - a hard one. The force of his mouth colliding with mine sends it open, and invitation for Frank's tongue. I let out a moan when his tongue meets mine, pulling him closer. He rubs it on the roof of my mouth before pulling away, looking up at me with a look of malice in his eyes.

"I'm kinda thirsty..." He tells me, hinting at how he wants to bite me. "Bite away, love." I tell him, and he pulls me close. His fangs pierce my skin without a warning, and my dick twitches in my pants. "Fuck-Frankie!" I scream out, holding him against my neck. "F-Feels so good!"

He seems to get his fill, and he pulls away from me, blood dripping from his lips. "You taste better than anything." He smiles, licking some of the red liquid off of his lips. "I love you, so much." I tell him. I could never get tired of saying those words, or hearing them back. "I love you, too, Gee." He smiles.

I sit up, and he does too. "I gotta go talk to him. It's been six years and I miss him so goddamn much." He nods, leaving a kiss on my cheek. "Let's get dressed and then go talk to him, then."

Five minutes later, two of which were just me staring at Frank's ass, we're both ready to go. He's wearing the clothes he was wearing when I turned him - a dark greenish vest with a black and yellow shirt underneath. Another 10 minutes, and we're running into the Sub.

"Nicole? Dallon?" I yell. I don't see Mikey anywhere - he didn't just run off - he couldn't have! No one is responding to me, so I turn around to see him, a red leather jacket and blonde hair brushed to the side.

"G-Gee?" He stutters, looking confused. "Mikes!" I say, and run up to him. I pull him into a crushing hug, and it takes a second before his arms wrap around me. "I thought you were dead!" I whisper into his shoulder, tears free falling down my cheeks. "Where have you been for six years? I've missed you so, so goddamn much."

"Gerard, sh, I'm okay now." He tells me, rubbing my back. "I missed you too, but I nearly forgot you in that prison they had me in." That only makes the tears come faster, and I'm practically sobbing now. "I'm sorry I didn't save you sooner."

"No, Gerard," He tells me, pulling away for a second to look at my tear-stained eyes. "Thank you for coming at all. I thought I'd never get out." I half-smile, a laugh coming through my soar throat. "You're safe now, in the Sub!" He smiles, looking behind me at Frank. "Who is he?" He asks, and I smile.

"This is Frank, my boyfriend." I tell him, and he raises an eyebrow. "Boyfriend? Okay, okay." "Frank, you already know about Mikey." Frank nods, smiling. I wrap my arm around his shoulder and kiss his cheek. "So what happened? How are you still alive if I staked your heart?" I ask. Mikey cocks his head to the side, looking confused.

"I'm actually not sure." He tells us, crossing his arms. "All I remember is some vampire breaking in and biting my neck. I honestly don't know how I survived, it must've been some sorta phenomenon." Alright, things are starting to make a little more sense now. I've never heard of someone like him before. This must be a first.

"So, how are things in the Sub? How are you doing?" I ask. "Okay, it could be better but at least I'm here." He smiles. That is when an idea sparks into my head. I go over a few details in my head before telling them. "Alright, I haven't told Frankie this yet, but here goes.

"So Jet Star invited me back into his home. He said that they got rid of Dennis, so we don't have to worry about that." Franks face starts to fall a bit, and I start to explain more. "I'm meeting with them in the cemetery tomorrow night, and I was thinking that we could bring you with us, if we do go, that is."

I'm not sure how to describe the look on their faces. A mix between confused, happy, and sad, maybe? "I would love to - as long as Jet doesn't try anything." Frank says, and Mikey nods. So that's good...

"Great. Can I meet you in the cemetery tomorrow? Do you know the way?" Mikey nods at both questions, and I clap my hands together. "Good. I'll see you then! Bye!" I wave at him as Frank walks me out of the station.

Notes

soooo yeah I was halfway done with this but my ma took my laptop away so here

what do you think? mikey being the kid and all? them moving in with jet? have you noticed how each of the killjoys are slowly gaining their outfits and names? who knows, maybe the trans am will appear sometime soon....