Love Vigilantes (Frerard) •AU•

Chapter Forty

Frank P.O.V

I wasn't used to having free house. The silence was unnerving, and I didn't quite enjoy it. Sighing, I turned away from the window, a glass of water in my hand. Watching them drive away was stressful, but we couldn't spend every second together. I wouldn't want him to get bored of me. Placing the glass in the sink, I left the kitchen. Having free time to myself had to be somewhat fun. Footsteps echoing against the wooden floors, I noticed it. It had been sitting idly in the corner of our living room for as long as we had been here. Having a young baby meant that Gerard and I rarely got free time. Smiling like an idiot, I hurried over to it, picking it up.

I couldn't help but admire it. It was my other baby, one that I had neglected for so long. She sounded like she needed some love, seeing as she hadn't been played for almost a year. I missed singing, performing in bars- but I wouldn't go back to that. Drinking water was a better alternative to constantly being drunk. Besides, I had to stick around- for Gee and the baby. I chuckled to myself, running my hand along the strings. I looked forward to teaching Campbell, I was sure that he'd be a natural. He was one of the smartest people that I knew, and he wasn't even a year old.

I found myself playing one of my old songs, singing along to the lyrics. They had been lying dormant in my mind for a while, well, ever since Campbell had come into our lives. I remember where I was when I wrote that song. Sitting in a bar, half-drunk with a pencil in my hand. I had stuck it between my teeth, chewing on the wood, leaving behind a graveyard of teethmarks. I was in a dark place, a very dark place. It was a month or so before I had met Gerard, and I was already contemplating drinking myself into an early grave. My family didn't want to know me, and I didn't want to know myself.

Shaking my head, I refused to think about my past. It made me sick, and I had two amazing people in my life that needed me. Their smiles cheered me up, I wandered back over to the corner of the room, propping the guitar back up in the corner.
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I had fallen asleep on the couch, I felt something heavy on me. Opening an eye, I saw Gerard leaning over me, Campbell hitting my stomach. I sat up, rubbing my eye with one hand, holding the baby with the other. He walked from the room to hang his coat up, before returning, sitting opposite to me. I looked at Campbell, seeing pink icing around his tiny mouth.

"He wanted it. He was pointing at it, so I bought him one." Gerard shrugged, as I chuckled. I sat the baby on my knee, bouncing him up and down. He gurgled, chewing on his fist. More of his teeth were coning through, and he would refuse to sleep at night.

"Okay, I'll excuse it." I laughed, placing the boy on the ground. He shook his rabbit, before toddling off. I trusted that he wouldn't fall over and hurt himself, seeing as there were no large pieces of furniture or ornaments that could fall on his little head. Gerard moved next to me, picking up my hand. I didn't know what had gotten into him, but I welcomed the intimacy. His skin was soft, his hand warm, one of them cupping my cheek.

"I love you." He whispered, leaning towards me, whispering in my ear. His words sent a shiver down my spine and a pleasured feeling into my boxers.

"Gee. Not while the baby's around, wait till I put him to bed." I smiled, holding his head near my ear. He moved, planting a kiss on my neck, gripping my thigh.

"Fine." He said, squeezing my thigh again. I rolled my eyes playfully, getting up from the couch. I wandered over to the stairs, looking on either side for the baby. He was sat on the bottom step, kicking his legs against the wood. I pouted, scooping him up into my arms, jogging up the stairs. He was gurgling to himself, occasionally saying the odd 'Dada' which I would reward.

Closing his bedroom door, I placed him on the floor so I could pick out some pyjamas for him. I loved his tiny clothes, they were so adorable. I cooed at him, kneeling on the ground, he toddled over to me. We always counted the buttons as I did them up, he repeated the numbers in his little baby language. He truly made me laugh, he really was like Mary, able to make me laugh no matter how I felt. I smoothed his hair, pinching his cheek. He smiled, probably for one of the first times today. He was stingy with his smiles, unlike Gerard and I. Picking him up, I span him around, earning a giggle.

"Are you going to go to sleep tonight?" I asked, holding him in the air. He giggled again, his eyes smiling. I placed him in his crib, taking that cutesy little giggle as a no daddy, I'm not sleeping tonight. He took his pacifier from me, his rabbit tucked under his arm. I kissed his forehead, tucking him in. I drew his curtains, before leaning over his crib. "Daddy loves you, son."
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Song Of The Chapter- Dumb by Nirvana (1992 Live At Reading)

A.N
Working on a non-Frerard story, and I actually kinda like it <3 maybe I'll publish it one day ;)

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