Hello there.

This one and the next two are all going to be related, and all three will have mentions of self harm, but this one is the only one that has it in there, but he doesn't actually do it, it just kinda like shows it right after he did. Kinda like in the multiverse one.

TW self harm evidence(?)/cuts (no actual doing of self harm)

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Frank knocked on his boyfriend's bedroom door, eager to spend the day off of school with him. He knocked because one time he didn't, and Gerard had been getting dressed, and he nearly had an actual heart attack when Frank walked in.

He wasn't sure why, he knew Gerard wasn't the most loving of his body, but it seemed a little extreme, even for him.

Frank hadn't even barely caught sight of him when he managed to slam the door shut, yelling that he would be out in a minute.

This time Gerard came to the door after only a short pause and some clattering around, opening the door about halfway and poking his head out, his hand gripping the side of the door to support himself.

 "Hi, Frankie," he said with a smile.

 Frank tried to move the door the rest of our of the way for a kiss, but Gerard held it in place.

Frank pouted playfully.

"Let me in, I wanna kiss yoouuu," he whined.

Gerard laughed, but didn't open the door.

"Not yet," he said.

"Well, hurry up with whatever you're doing that's-" he stopped mid sentence. "Why's there blood on your hand?"

Sure enough , there was a small amount of red liquid on Gerard's fingers, some of it staining the white of his door.

Gerard looked terrified, quickly trying to pull in his hand as he stuttered.

 "Th-there's not," he said, but obviously, Frank didn't buy it.

He reached out and grabbed his boyfriend's sleeve covered wrist to look at his hand, but froze when Gerard hissed in pain and tried to jerk away.

 "Gerard, are you-" he was about to say 'bleeding', but cut himself off for the second time that conversation as he pulled the sleeve of his boyfriends hoodie up, revealing fresh red marks oozing out blood.

He couldn't move as he stared at them, resting there on his boyfriend's arm where they shouldn't be - where nothing harmful should ever be; not on Gerard's skin.

He looked up at Gerard when he heard a quiet sound escape his throat. He has his eyes squeezed shut, like he didn't want to see it happen - Frank finding him like this.

 "Baby," Frank said softly. "Did you-"

This time he was cut off by Gerard, apologizing desperately.

"I-i'm sorry," he said, his eyes still crushed shut. "Y-you weren't s-supposed to-"

"Find out?" Frank asked, thankfully not harshly. The last thing he wanted was for Gerard to feel like it was his fault, that he should have to hide from Frank in fear of jugdment. "Baby, you know I would've."

 Gerard nodded weakly.

 "I-i know," he stuttered, pulling away from Frank slightly. "I just didn't want you to, b-because then you would leave me, and I don't wanna be alone-" he started crying softly. "Please don't make me be alone," he begged.

Frank stopped Gerard's gradual curling up, pulling him closer and folding him in his arms, even if he was smaller.

He slowly moved their bodies together, taking them to Gerard's bed where he made Gerard sit.

He wanted to hold him, but he knew the bleeding would need to be stopped before any comforting could be done.

(A/n I left and then came back and accidentally switched to first person POV, but I'm too lazy to change it oops.)

"I'll be right back," I said, kissing his forehead and leaving to go I to his bathroom and get supplies.

I returned with bandages, a washcloth, alcohol wipes, and some numbing cream. When I got back he was crying softly, curled up in a ball against the wall his bed touched.

I slid into his bed beside him, lifting his arm up. After checking it, I got his other one too, since it had a few gashes as well. 

I pressed the wet cloth on his arms gently. He never looked up through the whole cleaning process, keeping his eyes trained on the bedspread as I ripped open the first alcohol wipe packet. 

He hissed in pain slightly when I pressed it to the wounds, but still didn't meet my eyes.

When the cuts were clean, I began unraveling the bandages, putting my finger under his chin to raise his eyes.

His hazel eyes were watery and red, the definition of heartbreaking.

His lips quivered, like a leaf about to fall from its branch. I pressed a slow kiss against them to stop the movement. 

"I'm not mad at you, Gee," I assured him, knowing that was his constant fear: disappointing me or making me angry with him. I was doing my best to reassure him that he was allowed to do things that might upset me. As long as he didn't intentionally mean to hurt me, I would forgive him. I never really thought of the possibility of him intentionally hurting himself, but I wasn't about to get mad at him.

 "Are you sure?" he asked, sniffling quietly.

I nodded and kissed him again.

"Just try not to do I this, okay?" I pleaded him. "I don't want to even think about you hurting your beautiful self, baby."

 His gaze fell again.

 "I know," he said hopelessly. "I'm sorry-"

I held my finger to his lips, stopping his speech. He met my gaze again to see my expression.

"Let's just make you feel better, 'kay?"

He nodded mutely, allowing me to wrap up his forearms. Afterward I cuddled him close to me, and he leaned on my chest, closing his eyes as I threaded my hand through his hair. 

I knew we would need to have a more in-depth discussion, but for now I was content knowing he was safe in my arms, and I could hopefully keep him from harm, even if it came from himself.

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This was short, but oh well.

I rlly want to do an angel/demon fic, what do you guys think? It wouldn't actually be like they were angels and demons they would just kinda look that way, but they would not be actually from heaven and hell, for reasons that you can ask me if you rlly wanna know, but they would still be on like opposite sides of the social structure. I actually have a few options, and I'll probably end up doing it, unless no one wants to read ot, bc that would be pointless.

Also, I got new Converse! They are like, the exact same door as Gee's hair in Danger Days, and I love them.

Okah, bye bye, love you all cherry babies.I

- Brightside