Freak | By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Frank’s POV.
Christmas, I love Christmas. Another proof of what a child I am. As Christmas comes close I always get giddy and I can’t sit still. This year, not an exception. Especially not since I’ve got Gerard to share it with, and that makes it perfect. I love Gerard.
“Open, open, open!” Gerard giggled as he bounced up and down on the couch next to me and Mikey. Donna sighed deeply from the other couch and took another sip on her coffee. It was Christmas day, and it wasn’t even six yet, but Gerard had woken me up at five. He licked my face. I got angry. But his pout stopped me from shouting. I licked him back.
“I’m going to, geez, calm down Gee.” I frowned and worked on the wrapper of the present Gerard had handed me. It was the last one, all others had already been handed out.
I had given Mikey a pair of socks, something he didn’t like. But before he could whine I rolled my eyes and handed him another bag which had a few CD’s in it. That made him grin and hug me. I had given Donna a beautiful set of wineglasses, and she thanked me with a smothering hug. To Gerard I had given a new fish for his aquarium (yes, he got his own in his room) and a really expensive mood ring. Of course he had gotten some knick-knacks as well, a few books, some new pencils, a shirt and so on. He liked the mood ring the most, and wore it on his hand, refusing to take it off.
Mikey had given me a scarf delivered with “Now you can use that so that me and mum doesn’t have to hear you going at it”. My face went bright red but Gerard had just giggled and reached for it, stroking the soft material slowly.
Donna gave me a hoodie, and a key to their house, something that was awesome.
“Oh just open it, or I’ll open it for you!” Mikey shouted suddenly but I jumped from the couch and sat down on the floor instead, out of his reach. He stuck his tongue out at me but I just batted my eyelashes towards him. I was taking my time, because I knew this must be something special, as Gerard had picked it out himself.
I grinned from ear to ear as I realised that Gerard hadn’t lashed out in two whole weeks. Not since I convinced him that I was still a child, so he didn’t have to worry about being immature. Of course he was still worried sometimes, and he still got upset, but I always calmed him down by taking a sip from the aquarium in his room. Our room, yes, our room.
It was Donna who proposed it actually, she thought it was stupid for me to occupy the guestroom when obviously Gerard and I had shared a bed many times. I couldn’t agree more, and Gerard had disappeared into my room, grabbing everything of mine he could carry and then he ran into his own room with the things, tossing them on the bed. Donna and I just stood in the hallway watching him as he ran back and forth between our rooms quickly, with so much of my clothes and things in his arms that he kept dropping stuff and tripping over them.
After he had done the route about fifteen times I grabbed him to stop him. He was making me dizzy from just watching him.
“Gerard, I’ll help you honey.” I had said and kissed his cheek, and he had grinned sheepishly at me.
That had been wonderful, moving into his room. And falling asleep next to Gerard every night was… perfect. To be able to lie there, listening to his deep breathing, to be able to stare at him sometimes, and to be able to wake him up some mornings with a kiss.
Of course Gerard almost always woke up before me, which meant that he would either lie and stare at me, or if he was sick of me sleeping, he’d wake me up. Sometimes by poking me, sometimes by pushing me out of bed, sometimes by throwing a stuffed bear at me, and sometimes by licking my face. On the rare occasion he did however kiss me, and those times I always praise him.
Gerard also has a weekly appointment with his therapist now, and I always go with him. I drive him there, and then I sit in the waiting room with a book in my hands until he’s finished an hour later. Then I always drive us to a café nearby and we sit there for hours. Talking, flirting, kissing.
His therapist does sometimes invite me into the room, if there’s one of his progresses she wants to discuss with both of us. Once she took me to the side after their session and asked Gerard to wait for a few minutes. Then she told me that I was the reason, I was the cause for Gerard being so much better. Because through me, he had somewhat gotten his wish of being normal fulfilled. Lets just say I cried.
“OPEN IT!” Gerard shouted and now I couldn’t stall anymore. I ripped it open, and under all the paper was a box. I opened that one with a swift move and then I stopped breathing.
It was so simple, it was so… it wasn’t anything expensive, it wasn’t anything glamorous, but it had come from the bottom of Gerard’s heart, and that was enough.
It was a frame, and inside it a piece of paper.
“I Gerard Way, love you Frank Iero, and I always will.”
A promise. A promise written with Gerard’s childlike handwriting on a simple piece of paper. But I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect gift.
“C’mon, what is it?” Mikey eagerly asked, but I couldn’t reply, due to the lump in my throat. I just swallowed, trying to will the unshed tears away. Then I held it up for him, and Mikey took it in his hand.
And that’s when I saw that there was another frame under it, which also had a note inside.
“Thank you, for loving me, even though I’m not normal.”
Now it was impossible to keep from sobbing, and I let out a loud sob as tears started pouring down my cheeks. I wiped furiously at them, but I knew there was no point. My eyes met Gerard’s and he was sitting on the couch, smiling from ear to ear.
“There’s one more Frankie.” He said and I nodded. I handed the second frame to Mikey, who took that one with unsteady hands.
It was a picture of me and Gerard, a picture that Donna had snapped of us the first day I taught Gerard how to ‘snog’. And under it he had written “This was the day I was no longer a freak.”
“You’ve never been a freak to me Gerard.” I whispered before handing Mikey the last frame, and then crawling up in the couch next to Gerard. I wrapped my arms around him and I felt his arms wrap around my body as well. “Thank you Gee, thank you so much.” I whispered into his hair, still sobbing.
“Mikey, lets give them some room.” I heard Donna say softly to Mikey, and since he didn’t reply I figured he must’ve nodded because I heard him shuffle off the couch. I heard a noise, that told me he had put the picture frames down on the table. And then they left.
“Do you know how perfect you are in my eyes?” I said to Gerard, leaning up from the embrace so that I could stare into his eyes. Our legs were still entwined and we still had our arms wrapped tightly around each other.
“I think, I might do.” He admitted and I smiled through my tears. “For the first time,” he hesitated, choosing his words carefully, “I don’t feel like a freak. I feel so normal, and I know it’s thanks to you. And even though I’ll always dislike me, I think I can understand and believe you, when you say that you think I’m perfect.” He finished thoughtfully.
“Oh God I love you so much.” I said before crashing our lips together.
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