"I love you more than anything, Gerard Way. I want your soul, your every breath, your very existence. Will you submit to me?"
"If I can't have you, no one could."
To Frank, their paths were written and Frank saw himself as the owner of Gerard's dest...
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*TW: Smut/ mention of rape*
Gerard stood before the bathroom mirror and he diligently applied toothpaste to his toothbrush. He began brushing his teeth, the bristles scrubbing away. As Gerard brushed his teeth, he absentmindedly scrolled through the photos on his phone, his thumb swiping up the screen. Memories flashed before his eyes, each image a snapshot of moments captured in time. Quickly scrolling past the photo, Gerard's gaze fell on a series of selfies he had taken with Frank during their recent outings. Gerard's lips curled into a smile as he came across a picture of Frank, his heart warming at the sight of his beloved's familiar face. Frank had always made an effort to stay connected, sending Gerard selfies whenever they couldn't meet in person. In the photo, Frank flashed a playful grin and the warmth of his smile seemed to radiate through the screen, filling Gerard with a sense of comfort.
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Gerard emerged from the bathroom, his freshly brushed teeth leaving a minty freshness in the air. He quickly slipped into his suit, straightening the collar and Hayley watched from the bed. "You look sharp," she remarked, offering him a warm smile and Gerard returned the smile. "Thanks," he replied. "Are you feeling better today?" Hayley nodded, her expression brightening. "Much better, thanks. I think I just needed some rest." Gerard nodded in understanding. "Well, I'm glad you're feeling better." Hayley nodded, her gaze lingering on him for a moment longer before approaching Gerard with a smile and she reached out to straighten his tie. "Let me fix that for you," she said, her fingers deftly adjusting the fabric until it lay perfectly against his shirt collar. Gerard tilted his head slightly, allowing her to adjust the tie with ease. "Thanks, Hayley," he said and Hayley chuckled softly. "It's the least I can do," she replied, her eyes meeting his. "You're always so busy taking care of everyone else."
Gerard smiled gratefully. "Well, we make a good team," he said, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face and Hayley leaned into his touch. "We do," she agreed. As Hayley adjusted his tie, Gerard's mind drifted back to that moment when he first met Frank. He could vividly remember the way Frank's fingers had delicately touched his tie, the warmth of his breath against his skin as he spoke. It was in that moment that Gerard had felt something stir deep within him, a feeling he couldn't quite explain but knew he couldn't ignore. It was as if he was transported back to that exact moment. Despite being with Hayley now, he couldn't shake the lingering feelings he had for Frank. Hayley noticed the distant look in Gerard's eyes and gently nudged him, bringing him back to the present. "Everything alright?" she asked. Gerard blinked, returning his focus to Hayley. "Yeah, sorry," he replied, offering her a faint smile. "Just lost in thought for a moment."
