A/N  really excited about this chapter.

Frank POV

TW: cuteness overload

I've been staring at Gerard for almost two hours. I know, it's kinda creepy but he's so pretty and peaceful when he's sleeping. It's almost five-thirty and I have to make dinner tonight. For everyone. All nineteen of us. Twelve adults and seven kids. It's a job that's distributed evenly between the adults. And tonight is my night. If last night was me or Gerard's turn to cook, I think I would have died. It was an amazing night. I don't think it could've been more perfect. Maybe if he was in his heat and was extra horny. But now that won't happen. I really want to know where he got the idea because I know he didn't get it from what happened to Brendon. It just saddens me that he doesn't think that we respect them. That we think they're just some toy for us to fuck. 

And the fact that he brought all the other Omegas on to his bandwagon, I know Pete isn't thrilled about it. I was hoping he could talk to Patrick but he told me "Nah man, I'm not being the bad cop here. That's all you." I punched him in the arm jokingly after.

"Frankie?" His voice is shaky. I immediately become concerned.

"What's wrong baby?" I put my hand through his hair, trying to calm him down.

"I'm hungry," he looks like he's about to cry. Oh god, I thought this was something serious. Well, I mean eating is important but you know what I mean.

"Well, when you woke up I was going to make dinner for everyone. You can help me if you want," I smile at him and continue to stroke his greasy black hair. "you need to take a shower and brush your teeth, though."

"I don't like taking showers," he pouts.

"You don't like them until you get in and stand under the hot water," I sigh.

"Yea well I'm not in yet, am I?" Oh, fun. Sassy Gerard. He always gets like this right before his heats. He's a pain to deal with.

"Now now Gee, is that how you talk to me?" He knows I'm only joking but he normally responds with a serious answer of 'No'.

"Now it is. I'm tired of talking to you like that. I wanna back talk you," He slurred the last few words a bit. He defiantly overslept. I couldn't believe that was a thing, I could sleep for days, but apparently, Gerard can't.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up before I have to make dinner," I said with a sigh while picking him up bridal style and bringing him to the bathroom that was connected to our bedroom. I sat him on the counter while I grabbed a towel and a change of clothes. He started swinging his legs back and forth, hitting the cabinets when he brought his legs back.

"Frank, hurry up! I'm even more hungry now," He scrunched up his face, and furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm coming, just be patient Gee," I say rummaging through his sock drawer, looking for a matching pair of socks. I walk back into the bathroom and put the clothes and towel next to Gerard on the counter. I walk past him to get to the shower to start running the water so it's not cold when it comes out of the showerhead. I pull him off the counter and start to undress him. I first pull his shirt over his head to find the hickeys I left on his skin last night.

"God, you're gorgeous," I whisper, just loud enough that he could hear me. He looks down at himself in the mirror, he wears a distraught look on his face.

"No," He tries to start but I don't let him.

"Gerard Arthur Iero-Way. You are beautiful. I don't care if you have stretch marks from when you were younger or not. I don't care if you have a little pudge," I wrap my arms around his waist and he keeps a straight face while he looks at my reflection. "I don't care what you look like on the outside, it's what's on the inside that counts. Your caring heart and creative mind. I love the person you are, your personality, your quirks, and everything in between. You being beautiful is just a nice plus," I smile at him in the mirror and he smiles back. He turns around and hugs me for real this time.

"Let's get you in the shower baby," I say as I continue to undress him. We both get into the shower and I wash his hair. It was adorable when he giggled because there was a ton of suds and bubbles in his now soft hair. I washed his body and rinsed him down. I look at all the hickeys on his neck, collar bone, and chest. I look him in the eye, then lean down to kiss a hickey that was placed where his neck met his shoulder. He tilts his head back a bit so I have better access. I start to leave another hickey on top of the other one. He finally starts moaning and tugging at my hair. I let out a breathy moan when he starts to pull harder. I start slowly going down his body, leaving more hickeys as I do. I keep my hand planted on his hip bone as he tries to move it downward, wanting the attention that I'm not giving him.

"Frankie...please," he breathes. I smile a bit as I reach my hand down to grip his hard cock. I bring my attention up back to his face and start to kiss him softly while I move my hand back and forth. He starts to deepen the kiss by licking my bottom lip, I don't let him in I wanna see how long he'll last. He tries shoving his tongue into my mouth but I don't budge. I start to move my hand faster. He bites my lip and pulls on it a bit and I moan, making my mouth open. Sneaky little shit.

"Got 'em," Gerard mumbles into my mouth. I laugh a bit. I can feel the water start to get a little colder, I gotta hurry this up. One of my least favorite things is a cold shower. I leave his lips quickly and put my lips on something else. I wouldn't be surprised if everyone downstairs heard him moan. I only have about half of his dick in my mouth and that doesn't seem to be enough for him because his hips buck up. Thank god I don't have a gag reflex. I start to hum around him and it feels like he's going to pull all the hair right off my head.

"Frank I'm close," He whispers, I barely hear him and barely have time to comprehend it before he's coming into my mouth. A bit of it dribbles out of my mouth, but I swallow the majority of it.

"Frank?" Gerard looks down at me.

"Yea baby?" I wipe off my chin. I probably should shave the stubble off of my face but Gerard wants me to grow it out.

"I think you need to wash me again," he says trying to stop a giggle from coming out of his warm mouth.

I look him up and down. "Yea, I think you do," I grab the small washcloth from the edge of the tub and squirt some soap on it. I fold it in half to rub the soap into it. I un-fold it and start to wash Gerard. Again. Once I'm done I move out of the water and let Gerard step into it to rinse himself off. When he's done I then turn the water off. I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my waist then helped Gerard out. I wrap a towel around his waist and use another to dry off his hair. It becomes fluffy and soft. I pull the toilet seat down and sit on top of it. Gerard softly sits on top of my lap, weary if the plastic will break under our weight. I saw his face show relief when it didn't. I bring my hands up to his hair and start playing with it. He closes his eyes, puts his face on my shoulder then releases a content sigh.

"I love this. I love you. I love our life," he whispers in my ear.

"I do too Gee. I do too," I close my eyes and just let us breathe. Take a break and enjoy each other's presence. That is until Mikey starts banging on the door.

"FRANK. Hurry the fuck up I'm starving," Mikey yells through the door.

"If you're so hungry then go eat Ray's dick," I smirk at Gerard.

"Oh. Okay." He sounded like he was seriously considering doing this.

"Mikey! Gross!" Gerard yells through the door.

"Oh hey, Gee. Did you have a nice shower? It sounded like you did," I can picture his face, plastered with a smirk. Gerard's face turns a bright shade of red. I laugh.

"I'll be down in a minute Mikey. Can you ask Rowan if she wants to help me?"

"She's taking a nap and no joke I would murder you if you woke her up. She's been sleeping like shit recently," I could tell he wore a frown.

"Okay, well I'll be down in a minute," Jesus he won't go away. I hear him walk away and shut our bedroom door.

"Alright, I'm cold," Gerard said already pulling up his jeans. I grab my boxers from behind him and when I bend down to grab them he slaps my ass. I whimper at the contact, wanting more but knowing I'm not going to get any. I slip my feet through the boxers and pull them up so they're resting just below my hip bones. I put my jeans on, grab my shirt, and walk out of the bathroom. 

"Hey, wait up," Gerard calls, trying to get his head through the hole of his Misfits shirt. I smile then start to run down the halls to get to the stairs. I throw myself around the corner and look back seeing Gerard right behind me. I grab onto the railing and slide down it. Everyone is in the living room, hearing us running around like maniacs upstairs turn to see what's happening. The kids are screaming my name as I ride the railing of the stairs. Gerard is just running down the stairs, so I get to the bottom first, waiting for him to get to the end of the stairs. 

He tripped over his own feet on the last few stairs. I watched the love of my life, husband, future father to my children, fly straight towards me. He fell right on top of my and we both went crashing to the floor. Now the kids were screaming because they just saw their favorite uncles fall right to the floor. The guys were trying to hold the kids while Patrick and Pete ran over to us. I look up at Gerard and kiss him, but it doesn't work very well because we're laughing through the whole thing, just making it better.

"Holy shit," Was the first thing Pete said.

"Are you guys okay?" Patrick was frantic, picking Gerard up off of me and looking over him for and injuries. We're both just laughing.

"Yea we're fine," Gerard says through giggles. I get up and start to run to the kitchen. Gerard wiggles out of Patrick's grip and follows me.

I grab a handful of flour and hide behind the wall so I can sneak up on him. I can hear him pushing the door to the kitchen open and I spring out and throw the flour in his face. Only it's not his face.

It's Mikey and Ray's. And a crying Rowan's.

"Shit," I whisper.

"Yea, shits right," Mikey was pissed.

"Oh hey, Mike- Oh shit. Did we wake up Rowan?" Gerard looked like he was about to get slapped.

"Yes. You did," Mikey was about to kill me with his stare alone. Rowan was still crying, but she reached her arms out to Gerard.

"Gee," She said quietly while she wiped her eyes off. Gerard happily took the tired child.

"Well, um-" Gerard started. "Now that she's awake does she want to help us make dinner?"

Ray pulled Mikey close and he instantly relaxed. 

"Fine. But if you make a mess you have to give her a bath," Mikey said with a sigh as he walked out.

"Be sure to make a mess. She'll love it," Ray said as Mikey walked out of the kitchen. "bye Punkin," Ray said to Rowan as he kissed her cheek.

"Bye dadda!" Rowan waved at Ray.

"Ok Ro, what do you wanna make for dinner?" I asked the toddler.

She thought for a second then responded with "Breakfast!" So we pulled up a recipe for pancakes and then gathered the ingredients. That, of course, included flour. The world's messiest ingredient, thank you. Anyway so we followed the ingredients, and since we're pretty much the only people that live in this house that don't have kids, we added a shit load of chocolate and candy. Rowan seemed to like that. She also is going to like this. I successfully, may I add, threw a handful of flour in Gerard's face. That started an all-out war.

Gerard grabbed the measuring cup and filled it with flour and dumped it over me and Ro's heads. Rowan screamed. I went to a cabinet that I knew was filled with cups and grabbed two for me and Rowan. I scooped the cups full, put Rowan down, and gave her a cup. We started grabbing little handfuls of flour and throwing them at Gerard. He was dodging them pretty easily though. I grabbed a pizza tray from a drawer and handed it to Rowan to use as a shield. I grabbed another one for myself, leaving Gerard with the island as cover. 

Rowan and I ducked behind the counter, got on our hands and knees, and started crawling around the counter to surprise Gerard. Apparently, he had the same idea because when I turned the corner of the island I was greeted with Gerard's face at the same level as mine. I pushed my head in towards his and kissed him, then threw my cup of flour in his face. He gasped and pulled on the collar of my shirt so my face fell forwards. A position that is Gerard's mind, is very familiar. My butt was in the air and my face was on the floor.

"Quick Ro, come here," Gerard told the little girl. She complied and walked over to him. Gerard grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up. Then dumped the remainder of the flour down my back. Rowan quickly caught on and repeated what Gerard had done. Gerard then grabbed the hem of my shirt, brushing my skin with his hand, pulling it down. Did I seriously just get aroused because Gerard touched my back? Wow. That's a low. Anyway, we continue to throw flour until there's none left. Some of the flour that Gerard put in my shirt is now in my pants..... it's very uncomfortable. I'm going to need yet another shower after this, and Gerard is joining me.

After a while, the pancakes are finally made. I pick up Rowan so she can pick up the phone on the wall that connects to the intercom.

"Daddas suppa is ready!" Apparently, only Ray and Mikey are eating tonight. We bring the three giant stacks of pancakes out to the dining room, and sure enough, everyone is sitting there waiting to be served.

After everyone had eaten, we bring Rowan upstairs to give her a bath. We decided that we would have some fun so, we dressed her up in her Frozen bathing suit that had a pink tutu. Gerard and I also got into our bathing suits and filled up the tub with warm water. Gerard emptys probably half of the bubbles into the water. Rowan will really like that. Gerard picks up Rowan and puts her into the water slowly making sure its not too hot for her sensitive skin.

After about forty-five minutes in the tub, Rowan wants to get out and go see Ray and Mikey. We get her out of the tub and dry her off. Gerard forgot to get PJs for her so we deliver her back to her parents with her bathing suit still on.

"Thanks for watching her tonight guys," Ray thanks us as he takes his daughter into his arms. Rowan reaches for him as Gerard hands her off. "I just hope she sleeps with all the sugar in her," Ray chuckles as Mikey rolls his eyes.

"It was no problem I think I can speak for all of us when I say I had a blast," I say as I smile at Rowan. I hug Ray and Rowan while Gerard hugs his brother, lasting a bit longer than my hug with Ray had. "night guys," I smile and shut the door to their room.

"I really had fun today," Gerard smiles.

"Me too. Too bad it has to end tomorrow," I frown as I turn the door knob to our bedroom.

"Yea. But its only five days, it'll be okay," He closes the door. I walk over to my side of the bed and tug off my shirt and jeans. I pull the covers back and slip into bed. Gerard pulls off his shirt and jeans, but replaces them with sweatpants. He sits on the bed and climbs into my arms. I pull him closer and fit my head into the crook of his neck. I move my hand up and down his back soothingly. He lets out a sigh.

"I love you Frankie," I can feel his face form into a smile.

"I love you Gee," I smile back. After a few minutes I feel his breathing even out, I pull my head from his neck to see if he's sleeping. He is.

And once again, I'm watching Gerard sleep.

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A/N

ok first off

I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK ME SO LONG I have been writing it for days now and decided today that I'm going to sit down and get it done. I swear I've been working on it all day. this is my longest chapter with over 3100 words (!!!) it honestly was easy once i cleared my head, turned on mcr, and just wrote. 

Anyway it took me a while cuz i was talking to the beautiful @dumb_bi all day seriously they are so pretty 

anyway I'm actually really happy with how this chapter turned out and I hope yall like it too

So how are yall doing??

love ya

-ghoul