Freak | By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Narrator’s POV.
September.
October.
November.
December.
Frank was drunk, no he was wasted, he was shitfaced. Frank could barely stand on his legs, and if it hadn’t been for Mikey holding him up, he would’ve toppled over a long time ago. Mikey sighed as he struggled with his drunken friend. The two friends had been invited to a pre-Christmas party (don’t ask… no seriously, don’t. Stop! I said don’t ask) and they decided to go. Gerard was meant to come with, but had come down with a nasty bug the week before, and even though he was almost back to normal, he still didn‘t feel like going to a party.
The whole week, Frank had played nurse. He had fetched food, painkillers, water and warm blankets. He had helped Gerard to the bathroom, and he had helped him shower. Frank had been the perfect boyfriend, because he gave Gerard everything he asked for.
You all want to think that their relationship had evolved since the Cameron thing, but it was still at the innocent kisses stage. Simply because, telling people about what had happened to him, had forced Gerard to process everything again. And Frank didn’t push him, he never would.
“Honey, we’re home!” Frank shouted loudly as they entered the Way house. Mikey shushed him, but Frank just giggled loudly. Mikey hadn’t stopped Frank from drinking, because he deserved it, he hadn’t had anything to drink since his birthday.
Ah, Frank’s birthday, where to start? His mother had come to congratulate him, only to run his gift over with her car when she heard he was going out with Gerard. No, not kidding, she took Frank’s gift, placed it behind her car, and ran over it.
It was a CD, in case you were curious.
Gerard had been upset, because Frank’s mother had called Gerard a ‘retard’ and ‘a fucking hopeless case’. Frank had been fuming, his whole body itching to punch her. Donna saw the danger and told Frank’s mother unkindly but firmly to ‘piss off’.
Other then that, it had been a good day. Frank had gotten shitfaced and Gerard had tried his first beer - he hated it. He poured it out on the living room floor, something that caused a drunken Frank to laugh, but Gerard’s very sober mum to frown. She didn’t say anything though, since it was Frank’s birthday.
That night ended with Frank falling asleep under the kitchen table, something that amused Gerard, since he thought Frank was playing with him. In the morning Gerard had found Frank under there and thought ‘aha, hide-and-seek’. Then when Gerard saw that Frank was in fact asleep, he got angry. So he picked up the nearest thing and threw it at the floor, unfortunately for Frank, the nearest thing was a pot with some leftovers in it.
Frank woke up.
“Come on Frankie, lets get you to bed.” Mikey mumbled as he tried to pull Frank up the stairs. He knew his mother was probably asleep, and so was Gerard. But Frank wouldn’t follow him nicely.
“If you’re not nice to me, I’ll pee in your shoes.” Frank threatened as he tried to walk back down the stairs. Frank didn’t want to go to bed, he had a strong desire to go bounce on the couch, if only Mikey would let him. Fortunately for Mikey, Frank wasn’t too strong when drunk, so he managed to drag him all the way up.
The next step was to get Frank to change into his pyjamas, something that proved to be very hard since Frank seemed to think Mikey was trying to slow dance with him.
“For fucks sake Frank, just take your clothes off already!” Mikey shouted, his temper finally lost. The minute after his shout he knew he would regret it, and sure enough, soon Gerard was visible in the opening to Frank’s room, a teddy bear that Frank had given him when they celebrated 3 months as a couple clutched tightly in his arms.
“Mikey, what are you doing? I was sleep, in room, so tired Mikey.” Gerard mumbled, his voice still a bit hoarse from his cold.
“Gee, I think your brother fancies me.” Frank pointed out to Gerard and Mikey stomped on Frank’s foot to shut him up.
“Gerard, go back to bed, I’ll get Frank in bed, he’s drunk, you know, like on his birthday. He doesn’t mean anything he says, I promise.” Mikey explained quickly to Gerard and he hoped his brother would listen. But of course, Mikey hadn’t had all the bad luck he could have yet so Gerard refused to leave.
“He’s my boyfriend.” He said and stomped his foot. Mikey cocked an eyebrow in his direction, since he had no clue what he meant. Somehow Gerard picked that up and rolled his eyes. “Go away Mikey, I’ll tuck him in.”
“Eh, yeah, sure, I’m sick of him anyway.” Mikey said and pried Frank’s hands off him. Frank had for the last few minutes been gripping Mikey’s shirt tightly, since he thought that if he squeezed it hard enough Mikey’s head would blow up like a balloon.
Frank was drunk.
“Frankie, take your clothes off, you need pyjamas to sleep.” Gerard informed his boyfriend, who finally seemed to understand what he had been asked already several times by Mikey. He pulled his t-shirt off, and fumbled with the button to his jeans. After a few minutes of fighting with his jeans (meaning both that he had a hard time getting them down, and also that he kept saying ‘stupid pants, just get off, I command you’) he managed to pull them off. He threw them randomly to his right and giggled as he thought ‘goose’ to himself.
“I can’t pull the pants on.” Frank cried loudly after another five minutes.
“Silly Frankie, you’re trying to put the shirt on your legs.” Gerard giggled. Frank looked down and saw that indeed he was. He let out a roar of laugher and pulled the shirt on over his head before pulling the pants on as well. After that he fell back onto his bed. Or well, he thought he fell back against the bed, but suddenly he hit the floor with a ‘thud’.
“Oh my God, are you alright?” Frank asked Gerard concerned, but the latter just furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Gerard couldn’t for his life understand why Frank was asking that after he was the one who just fell to the floor. He just chose to ignore it, and instead he laughed as Frank had a hard time finding the bed.
When Gerard saw that Frank couldn’t get under his covers, as he just kept tangling himself in them, he decided to help him. And five minutes later Frank was neatly tucked in his bed.
“You’ll sleep with me, right?” Frank asked Gerard as he yawned. Finally being under his covers in his comfy bed made him realise how tired he was. Gerard looked thoughtful for a moment, but then he crawled in next to Frank. It wasn’t a big deal anymore, since most nights they did share a bed. It made Gerard feel more comfortable, and he didn’t dream as many nightmares.
“You’re funny when you’re drunk.” Gerard whispered as he cuddled up to Frank. His teddy bear forgotten on the floor as he now had Frank to hug.
“I’m always funny babe, because I’m a hoot!” Frank exclaimed, and Gerard giggled again. The sound of Gerard giggling made Frank’s heart skip a beat. Even after over 5 months of being boyfriends, there was still butterflies left in the picture. Probably because all they had done for the past months was cuddle, hold hands, hug and kiss.
“I’m going to sleep now Gee, because I’m tired. Please don’t throw things around in the morning, if you want to wake me up, how about you kiss me?” Frank mumbled as he pulled Gerard even closer and closed his eyes.
“Yes Frankie.” Gerard promised and let himself relax. It didn’t take long before they were both asleep.
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