Title: Just one hug to make it feel okay
Poetry or Prose: Prose.
Characters: Gerard Way and Frank Iero (My Chemical Romance)
Rating: PG
Wordscount: ~1000
Warning: Slash! Don’t like, don’t read! And fluff… a lot of it and a little sad… oh nevermind, just read it
Disclaimer: I wouldn’t be writing this, if it was true, eh? Right, then I would be watching all day long… ~
Note: This was only written for … erm let’s say mental stuff. I’m planning on writing more My Chemical Romance stuff and I need preparation for every new bandom I do. That’s why there is neither deeper sense nor a realy plot behind it. Just… well enjoy.

Gerard sighed heavily, the black hair hiding his pale face and the piercing eyes, which tended to adapt their color to his current mood. He was sitting outside at the shore, with the waves crashing against the rocks right next to him and the cliffs further away. He heard the splashing noise the water made when it collided with the hard stones and it was so calming. So calming, for some reason.

The sun was rising, painting the sky in various soft shades of orange, pink and light blue. It was like a beautiful picture, a painting of some genius artist he had liked but never bothered to remember the name of, when he was younger. It was early in the morning, too early for Gerard on normal occasions and he hadn’t even had any caffeine this morning. And honestly, what was it with him today? Normally he needed a fucking bunch of caffeine to at least be able to crawl out of his bed, but today…

The smoke from his cigarette blurred his vision on the peaceful, yet so dangerous ocean and curled round his face and hair. He knew he must’ve been a strange figure in the scenery around him. A black-haired guy, in black clothes, sitting close to hunched at the stony beach at this ungodly hour.

It was a chilly summer morning, rather warm already but with a cool breeze, which made Gerard shiver occasionally. He didn’t know why he was actually sitting here. Perhaps because of the fight he had had with Mikey yesterday at the stupid soundcheck; Gerard felt like the biggest piece of shit for starting to argue with his brother about something as trivial as a motherfucking bassline because he knew very well that Mikey knew what he was doing. Mostly at least. Perhaps because he had been quarrelling with Bob and Ray about something he couldn’t even remember. And perhaps because he had been snapping at Frank to stop acting like his mother, even though Gerard knew he just wanted to help.

He certainly didn’t want to be bitching about every fucking thing but sometimes it all got too much for him and if he let all that frustration out, he just felt even worse afterwards. So no matter what he did, it just turned out wrong. After letting off steam on others – mostly his bandmates – he would get that awful feeling of guilt spreading through every fibre of his being and hurting him almost physically but he knew he would always be too proud to apologise. And then he would just feel numb, guilty, hated and unworthy, which frustrated him again, made him angry and it would all start over again. A vicious circle and he didn’t have a single clue how to break it, how to make it stop.

“Gee?” A voice startled him out of his day dreams, calling him, waking him up.

He didn’t need to turn his head, didn’t need to see who was calling him, who was there because he simply knew it already. He certainly didn’t want to talk right now, to discuss and see what result would develop eventually, but nevertheless this voice belonged to the only person he wanted to have with him right now.

A warm hand lay down on his tense shoulder, the slender fingers rubbing soothingly over the aching skin under all the clothing, immediately making him feel better. Gerard sighed, closing his eyes for a moment and taking the final drag of his cigarette, before he threw it to the ground beneath him. His lids were itching from too little sleep and not enough coffee; he just wanted to rub them, but he knew then he would end up rubbing his eyes for the rest of the morning.

“You look tired.” The person told him, the fingers moving to his temples and massaging them a little, as if he knew that the older was suffering from headaches. “I couldn’t even believe that you are already up, I mean you weren’t in or around the bus, so I assumed you were here ‘cause you were talking about it yesterday and…”

Gerard smiled softly, turning his head to look up to Frank, a special situation because normally Frank was the one to look up to others, but now that the older was sitting…

“What?” He asked, putting his hands on his hips, but smiling at Gerard nonetheless. But Gerard just shook his head, turning it towards the open ocean again and watching the sun rising.

It was silent for a couple of moment that felt like hours, but Frank spoke up eventually.

“Gee, you…” He sighed before he continued, “The others aren’t angry, neither I am. You don’t need like… hide out here.”

“I’m not hiding… just thinking.” Gerard said, startling Frank with his raspy voice. He didn’t sound too well, perhaps also because of his lack of sleep.

Frank left his head hanging, brushing through Gerard’s black strands in one smooth motion before he leaned in, wrapped his arms around him and pressed a soft kiss against the other’s ear.

“Then you don’t need to be thinking because there’s nothing to think about. Everything’s okay, love.” He breathed out again, smiling. “Everyone has a bad day, that just proofs you are human, Gee.”

The other didn’t reply to this, he just let the warmth radiating from the younger’s body take over his body, spread through his limps and warming his chest. It was strange, how Frank was able to solve problems with just… yeah, just wrapping his arms around his lover, whisper soothing words and to Gerard it seemed as if the world would just light up to that immediately.

“You are incredible…” He simply said, not tearing his eyes away from the beautiful sunrise in front of them.

“I know.”

A soft kiss, a promise and Frank once again had broken the circle Gerard felt he could never escape from. Truth to be told, this guy was given to him from heaven.