Blood Test [1/1]
Title: Blood Test.
Author : xoxxblitz7
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Rating: R?
POV: 3rd
Summary: He does remember, however his mother taking him to the exact same clinic as he was booked in for in exactly, 7 hours and 58 minutes and remembers ever so vividly crying like a complete pansy and passing out cold against his mother as soon as the needle came anywhere near his skin.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Author Notes: I have a blood test in…7 hours and I’m very scared. Like, I don’t really know how I wrote this without puking or crying or something. It was easier to play it out in my head as somebody else having to have it. Muh.
Warnings: mentions of needles, mentions of blood test, swearing, blow jobs, fluff.
Gerard was awake. He was fucking wide awake and there was little to no chance he was actually going to get any sleep in the next 8 hours. He rubbed at his tired eyes, annoyed that he couldn’t just fall asleep like his boyfriend had done right next to him. He moved his head to the side to look over at Frank, who was facing him with his mouth wide open and snoring softly. The image did make Gerard smile, sure. But it didn’t take away the sick feeling in his gut and the lurching of his stomach.
In exactly 8 hours Gerard would be at the local health clinic and some horrible nurse would be coming at his arm with a gigantic needle to suck the blood right out of him. Gerard hated needles. He hated the thought of something piercing his skin, enough for him to steer clear of any kind of piercing or tattoo (only ever stepping foot in a parlour with Frank), but the thought of something in his fucking vein and sucking all his fucking blood out was just something he failed to grasp the concept of, let alone become unafraid of the procedure.
Gerard had only ever had one blood test in his life, and that experience was traumatic enough to last him his entire life time, and in any other life he would lead after death. He remembers he was about 16 when the doctor had ordered him for a test, and to the day he cannot remember what the test was even for. He does remember, however his mother taking him to the exact same clinic as he was booked in for in exactly, 7 hours and 58 minutes and remembers ever so vividly crying like a complete pansy and passing out cold against his mother as soon as the needle came anywhere near his skin.
He also remembers waking up minutes later, his back against the rough carpet and his legs swung up and perched on the chair in front of him, the one he had been sitting on. And as fainting once that day wasn’t enough, as soon as he had walked into the waiting room and near the door, he passed out cold against a seat again.
Yes, Gerard remembers the last time he had a test, and remembers the was probably one of the most painful, horrific and embarrassing times of his entire life.
Fidgeting against the mattress Gerard turned himself over so he was lay on his side, facing Frank. He smiled softly as he studied his boyfriend’s sleeping face loving the way his little mouth was wide open, his eyes closed gently and his nose emitting soft snores. Frank could take Gerard’s mind off of the events of the next 7 hours and 55 minutes, just by looking at his face Gerard forgot what a blood test even was for a minute or two, so moving closer to his boyfriend Gerard reached out to run his fingers though Frank’s hair, in a bid to wake him up gently.
Moving slightly, Frank moaned as he felt Gerard’s soft touch. “M’sleeping Gee.”
Gerard pouted and continued to scrape his fingers against the other’s scalp. He loved playing with Frank’s hair for some strange reason, it was almost therapeutic.
“Frankie I’m scared.” Gerard finally admitted.
Frank knew Gerard had been on edge all day, how he didn’t want coffee that morning, how he was in a dream land most of the day and how he barely touched his food that night at the table. He also knew that Gerard was not one to admit defeat, not even in the things that scared him the most.
Sighing and knowing he wasn’t going to get much more sleep that night, Frank opened his eyes and shuffled forward so that his chest was touching Gerard’s. He extended his arm so that it was wrapped around his boyfriend’s torso and began to stroke the skin on his back gently.
Gerard made a content noise in the back of his throat and snuggled closer to Frank’s warm body.
“You’re gonna be fine Gee, I promise.” Frank tried his best to reassure his partner, but he knew it would have very, if no effect.
Gerard scoffed gently before smiling slightly. “Thanks, but I’m still scared.”
“I know baby.” Frank muttered before squeezing Gerard’s torso a little harder before placing a soft kiss on his lips. “But I’m gonna be there, and you can hold my hand has tight as you like, and after I’m gonna take you to Starbucks and you can have the biggest cup of coffee ever.”
Gerard grinned at Frank’s attempt to try and comfort him, knowing he would keep his promise and hold his hand the whole way though, not caring if his hand gets crushed in the process.
“Yeah, yeah. You’re right. You’ll be there, and it will be over in no time, and then after we can go get coffee and then come home and cuddle. Yeah, okay.” Gerard basically repeated everything Frank had just said, in some attempt to try and convince himself that yes, it would be okay and no, he wasn’t going to die from having some bloods taken.
Feeling a little better after the pep talk from his lover Gerard settled down into Frank’s close embrace and rested his head close, on the same pillow. Closing his eyes slowly he tried to sedate himself, letting his body relax and any thoughts of needles out of his mind.
It lasted all of 5 minutes.
Jerking slightly Gerard huffed and opened his eyes to see Frank scowling at him.
“I’m sorry Frank, but they’re going to fucking stab me! They’re going to take all my blood and I’m going to pass out and it’s really gonna hurt and I’m scared!”
Frank had to try his best not to snigger, or burst out in a full fit of laughter right then as he knew he would receive something much worse than a blood test from Gerard in return for thinking his phobia and theory was some what irrational.
Gerard’s eyes were still full with panic when Frank placed a hand on his cheek and leant in to kiss his lips softly, his other hand stroking the smooth skin that covered Gerard’s back. Gerard sighed into the embrace, leaving Frank just enough time to deepen the kiss. Moving his lips a little quicker he slipped his tongue out to meet his boyfriend’s and as the gesture deepened Frank moved his hand round from Gerard’s back to the front of his shirt, running his hand across his chest.
He felt Gerard flinch a little, knowing that as his hand brushed his sides he would as he was ticklish. Carrying on with the kiss the pair began to deepen it that little bit more, both tongues brushing gently and hands roaming. It didn’t take long for Frank to work his hand across the front of Gerard’s chest and up towards his nipples. Pinching them gently he felt Gerard gasp into the kiss. Rubbing a little more Frank moved to the other nipple, repeating his actions and receiving the same response, if not more needier.
Pulling his hand away from Gerard’s chest Frank moved his hands up and down his torso, his fingers eventually resting against the small, but noticeable bulge in the front of Gerard’s pyjama pants. Once there he started to rub gently, earning a thick moan from his partner as he rubbed a little more. Soon he moved his hand up and slipped it into the front of Gerard’s pants, gripping his almost hard erection in his hand and squeezing a little. He then started to move his hand up and down lazily, taking his time and listening to the little sounds Gerard was making in his throat. He loved the sounds Gerard made when they were having sex, he would often moan and whimper and the noise would go straight to Frank’s pants.
Pulling his lips away from Gerard’s Frank pecked his lips once more before removing his hand from the front of his pants and shuffled down towards the end of the bed. Gerard threw his head back against the pillow, the feeling of anxiety in the pit of his stomach about the following hours replaced with excitement as he just knew what was coming.
Once his face was pressed against Gerard’s crotch Frank nuzzled his nose against the bulge before pulling down his pants and throwing them across his shoulder. He then lowered his face towards Gerard’s erection and licked a long line upwards. Gerard whimpered and when Frank took the head of his cock into his mouth and started to suck gently he threw his head back and moaned a little louder.
It didn’t take long for Frank to take the whole of Gerard in his mouth, having many times to practise fitting him all the way. It also didn’t take that much longer for Gerard to come with a shout of Frank’s name and thrust of his hips, coming right into Frank’s mouth and then collapsing back against the bed panting. Frank swallowed quickly and slithered back up towards Gerard. On arrival he pulled Gerard into him gently and wrapped his arm around his waist once again before placing a small kiss on his lips.
Gerard smiled, exhausted and closed his eyes quickly. The blood test didn’t even cross his mind as he drifted off to sleep in Frank’s arms.
The next morning was a completely different story. Gerard woke up and the first thought that crossed his mind was the test. Normally he would wake up, and if Frank was still sleeping he would watch him for a while, or think about the night before, or the day ahead if they were doing something that interested him. But no, today his morning thoughts were filled with nasty needles and blood sucking nurses and in exactly 1 hour and 5 minutes he was going to be faced with both of those.
Frank woke not long after and once seeing the panic on his boyfriend’s face he pulled him in tighter for a cuddle. Kissing the top of his head and stroking his back once again Frank mumbled against his hair. “It’s going to be fine baby.”
Gerard didn’t bother protesting, he was too scared to. He just snuggled down into Frank’s chest and wished for the next few hours to be over.
Time seemed to pass too quickly for Gerard because the next thing he knew his name was being called and he was being dragged by Frank into the small room. Sitting down on the chair with Frank next to him he saw the nurse walk over to the cabinet and take the equipment she would need, Gerard threw his hand at Frank’s and gripped his boyfriend’s hand tight.
“Hello Mr Way, I’m Gina and I’m going to be taking your blood for you today.”
Gerard scowled at her cheery voice. ‘I’m going to be taking your blood, yippee for me! Gerard mimicked in his head. Like, she said that so fucking happily, it was just as he thought it would be, a blood sucking nurse.
When Gerard didn’t respond Frank squeezed his hand and answered for him.
“I’m sorry, he’s very nervous.” He smiled at the nurse as she pinged her rubber gloves on and took Gerard’s arm. He felt her place the rubber band around his upper arm and looked into Frank’s eyes. It was all he could do, focus on Frank and all would be okay, he tried to tell himself.
“Okay Mr Way, just relax for me and it will all be over very soon.” The nurse smiled, or so he assumed by the tone of her voice. Squeezing Frank’s hand tight Gerard continued to stare into his boyfriend’s hazel eyes, not moving his attention to anything other than the man in front of him. Soon, he felt a sharp tear of his skin and he flinched a little, but Frank quickly calmed him by stroking the skin on the back of his hand with his thumb and smiling at him gently. Nodding, Gerard started once again to concentrate on his lover’s eyes, the way his eyelashes would flutter down gently then back up and the way his shaped eyebrows would move slightly.
Gerard did begin to feel slightly sick and light headed but before he could even open his mouth to tell Frank or freak out, the nurse interrupted him.
“All done Mr Way, well done.”
Gerard’s eyes went wide and as he looked at Frank’s big grin he turned to face the nurse. He really wishes he hadn’t though, the small tubes of blood coming into eye sight. He soon shot his head back around to Frank who was still smiling.
“Thank you nurse,” Frank offered his hand to shake as they were making their way from the room, Gerard still slightly paler than usual and still not really capable of many words. He smiled at the nurse and mumbled a thank you, but that was about it.
Taking Gerard’s hand once more Frank led him out to the car, opened the door for him and ran round to the drivers’ side. Once settled in the car Frank leant over and placed a loving kiss on Gerard’s lips.
“Well done baby, I’m so proud of you.” He smiled, stroking his lover’s cheek with his thumb.
Gerard smiled in response and leant in for another ‘well done’ kiss. He liked those.
Pulling away Frank started up the engine and turned to face Gerard. “Right, Starbucks, home and cuddling it is!”
And really, Gerard couldn’t find a fault in that plan.
Author : xoxxblitz7
Pairing: Frank/Gerard
Rating: R?
POV: 3rd
Summary: He does remember, however his mother taking him to the exact same clinic as he was booked in for in exactly, 7 hours and 58 minutes and remembers ever so vividly crying like a complete pansy and passing out cold against his mother as soon as the needle came anywhere near his skin.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Author Notes: I have a blood test in…7 hours and I’m very scared. Like, I don’t really know how I wrote this without puking or crying or something. It was easier to play it out in my head as somebody else having to have it. Muh.
Warnings: mentions of needles, mentions of blood test, swearing, blow jobs, fluff.
Gerard was awake. He was fucking wide awake and there was little to no chance he was actually going to get any sleep in the next 8 hours. He rubbed at his tired eyes, annoyed that he couldn’t just fall asleep like his boyfriend had done right next to him. He moved his head to the side to look over at Frank, who was facing him with his mouth wide open and snoring softly. The image did make Gerard smile, sure. But it didn’t take away the sick feeling in his gut and the lurching of his stomach.
In exactly 8 hours Gerard would be at the local health clinic and some horrible nurse would be coming at his arm with a gigantic needle to suck the blood right out of him. Gerard hated needles. He hated the thought of something piercing his skin, enough for him to steer clear of any kind of piercing or tattoo (only ever stepping foot in a parlour with Frank), but the thought of something in his fucking vein and sucking all his fucking blood out was just something he failed to grasp the concept of, let alone become unafraid of the procedure.
Gerard had only ever had one blood test in his life, and that experience was traumatic enough to last him his entire life time, and in any other life he would lead after death. He remembers he was about 16 when the doctor had ordered him for a test, and to the day he cannot remember what the test was even for. He does remember, however his mother taking him to the exact same clinic as he was booked in for in exactly, 7 hours and 58 minutes and remembers ever so vividly crying like a complete pansy and passing out cold against his mother as soon as the needle came anywhere near his skin.
He also remembers waking up minutes later, his back against the rough carpet and his legs swung up and perched on the chair in front of him, the one he had been sitting on. And as fainting once that day wasn’t enough, as soon as he had walked into the waiting room and near the door, he passed out cold against a seat again.
Yes, Gerard remembers the last time he had a test, and remembers the was probably one of the most painful, horrific and embarrassing times of his entire life.
Fidgeting against the mattress Gerard turned himself over so he was lay on his side, facing Frank. He smiled softly as he studied his boyfriend’s sleeping face loving the way his little mouth was wide open, his eyes closed gently and his nose emitting soft snores. Frank could take Gerard’s mind off of the events of the next 7 hours and 55 minutes, just by looking at his face Gerard forgot what a blood test even was for a minute or two, so moving closer to his boyfriend Gerard reached out to run his fingers though Frank’s hair, in a bid to wake him up gently.
Moving slightly, Frank moaned as he felt Gerard’s soft touch. “M’sleeping Gee.”
Gerard pouted and continued to scrape his fingers against the other’s scalp. He loved playing with Frank’s hair for some strange reason, it was almost therapeutic.
“Frankie I’m scared.” Gerard finally admitted.
Frank knew Gerard had been on edge all day, how he didn’t want coffee that morning, how he was in a dream land most of the day and how he barely touched his food that night at the table. He also knew that Gerard was not one to admit defeat, not even in the things that scared him the most.
Sighing and knowing he wasn’t going to get much more sleep that night, Frank opened his eyes and shuffled forward so that his chest was touching Gerard’s. He extended his arm so that it was wrapped around his boyfriend’s torso and began to stroke the skin on his back gently.
Gerard made a content noise in the back of his throat and snuggled closer to Frank’s warm body.
“You’re gonna be fine Gee, I promise.” Frank tried his best to reassure his partner, but he knew it would have very, if no effect.
Gerard scoffed gently before smiling slightly. “Thanks, but I’m still scared.”
“I know baby.” Frank muttered before squeezing Gerard’s torso a little harder before placing a soft kiss on his lips. “But I’m gonna be there, and you can hold my hand has tight as you like, and after I’m gonna take you to Starbucks and you can have the biggest cup of coffee ever.”
Gerard grinned at Frank’s attempt to try and comfort him, knowing he would keep his promise and hold his hand the whole way though, not caring if his hand gets crushed in the process.
“Yeah, yeah. You’re right. You’ll be there, and it will be over in no time, and then after we can go get coffee and then come home and cuddle. Yeah, okay.” Gerard basically repeated everything Frank had just said, in some attempt to try and convince himself that yes, it would be okay and no, he wasn’t going to die from having some bloods taken.
Feeling a little better after the pep talk from his lover Gerard settled down into Frank’s close embrace and rested his head close, on the same pillow. Closing his eyes slowly he tried to sedate himself, letting his body relax and any thoughts of needles out of his mind.
It lasted all of 5 minutes.
Jerking slightly Gerard huffed and opened his eyes to see Frank scowling at him.
“I’m sorry Frank, but they’re going to fucking stab me! They’re going to take all my blood and I’m going to pass out and it’s really gonna hurt and I’m scared!”
Frank had to try his best not to snigger, or burst out in a full fit of laughter right then as he knew he would receive something much worse than a blood test from Gerard in return for thinking his phobia and theory was some what irrational.
Gerard’s eyes were still full with panic when Frank placed a hand on his cheek and leant in to kiss his lips softly, his other hand stroking the smooth skin that covered Gerard’s back. Gerard sighed into the embrace, leaving Frank just enough time to deepen the kiss. Moving his lips a little quicker he slipped his tongue out to meet his boyfriend’s and as the gesture deepened Frank moved his hand round from Gerard’s back to the front of his shirt, running his hand across his chest.
He felt Gerard flinch a little, knowing that as his hand brushed his sides he would as he was ticklish. Carrying on with the kiss the pair began to deepen it that little bit more, both tongues brushing gently and hands roaming. It didn’t take long for Frank to work his hand across the front of Gerard’s chest and up towards his nipples. Pinching them gently he felt Gerard gasp into the kiss. Rubbing a little more Frank moved to the other nipple, repeating his actions and receiving the same response, if not more needier.
Pulling his hand away from Gerard’s chest Frank moved his hands up and down his torso, his fingers eventually resting against the small, but noticeable bulge in the front of Gerard’s pyjama pants. Once there he started to rub gently, earning a thick moan from his partner as he rubbed a little more. Soon he moved his hand up and slipped it into the front of Gerard’s pants, gripping his almost hard erection in his hand and squeezing a little. He then started to move his hand up and down lazily, taking his time and listening to the little sounds Gerard was making in his throat. He loved the sounds Gerard made when they were having sex, he would often moan and whimper and the noise would go straight to Frank’s pants.
Pulling his lips away from Gerard’s Frank pecked his lips once more before removing his hand from the front of his pants and shuffled down towards the end of the bed. Gerard threw his head back against the pillow, the feeling of anxiety in the pit of his stomach about the following hours replaced with excitement as he just knew what was coming.
Once his face was pressed against Gerard’s crotch Frank nuzzled his nose against the bulge before pulling down his pants and throwing them across his shoulder. He then lowered his face towards Gerard’s erection and licked a long line upwards. Gerard whimpered and when Frank took the head of his cock into his mouth and started to suck gently he threw his head back and moaned a little louder.
It didn’t take long for Frank to take the whole of Gerard in his mouth, having many times to practise fitting him all the way. It also didn’t take that much longer for Gerard to come with a shout of Frank’s name and thrust of his hips, coming right into Frank’s mouth and then collapsing back against the bed panting. Frank swallowed quickly and slithered back up towards Gerard. On arrival he pulled Gerard into him gently and wrapped his arm around his waist once again before placing a small kiss on his lips.
Gerard smiled, exhausted and closed his eyes quickly. The blood test didn’t even cross his mind as he drifted off to sleep in Frank’s arms.
The next morning was a completely different story. Gerard woke up and the first thought that crossed his mind was the test. Normally he would wake up, and if Frank was still sleeping he would watch him for a while, or think about the night before, or the day ahead if they were doing something that interested him. But no, today his morning thoughts were filled with nasty needles and blood sucking nurses and in exactly 1 hour and 5 minutes he was going to be faced with both of those.
Frank woke not long after and once seeing the panic on his boyfriend’s face he pulled him in tighter for a cuddle. Kissing the top of his head and stroking his back once again Frank mumbled against his hair. “It’s going to be fine baby.”
Gerard didn’t bother protesting, he was too scared to. He just snuggled down into Frank’s chest and wished for the next few hours to be over.
Time seemed to pass too quickly for Gerard because the next thing he knew his name was being called and he was being dragged by Frank into the small room. Sitting down on the chair with Frank next to him he saw the nurse walk over to the cabinet and take the equipment she would need, Gerard threw his hand at Frank’s and gripped his boyfriend’s hand tight.
“Hello Mr Way, I’m Gina and I’m going to be taking your blood for you today.”
Gerard scowled at her cheery voice. ‘I’m going to be taking your blood, yippee for me! Gerard mimicked in his head. Like, she said that so fucking happily, it was just as he thought it would be, a blood sucking nurse.
When Gerard didn’t respond Frank squeezed his hand and answered for him.
“I’m sorry, he’s very nervous.” He smiled at the nurse as she pinged her rubber gloves on and took Gerard’s arm. He felt her place the rubber band around his upper arm and looked into Frank’s eyes. It was all he could do, focus on Frank and all would be okay, he tried to tell himself.
“Okay Mr Way, just relax for me and it will all be over very soon.” The nurse smiled, or so he assumed by the tone of her voice. Squeezing Frank’s hand tight Gerard continued to stare into his boyfriend’s hazel eyes, not moving his attention to anything other than the man in front of him. Soon, he felt a sharp tear of his skin and he flinched a little, but Frank quickly calmed him by stroking the skin on the back of his hand with his thumb and smiling at him gently. Nodding, Gerard started once again to concentrate on his lover’s eyes, the way his eyelashes would flutter down gently then back up and the way his shaped eyebrows would move slightly.
Gerard did begin to feel slightly sick and light headed but before he could even open his mouth to tell Frank or freak out, the nurse interrupted him.
“All done Mr Way, well done.”
Gerard’s eyes went wide and as he looked at Frank’s big grin he turned to face the nurse. He really wishes he hadn’t though, the small tubes of blood coming into eye sight. He soon shot his head back around to Frank who was still smiling.
“Thank you nurse,” Frank offered his hand to shake as they were making their way from the room, Gerard still slightly paler than usual and still not really capable of many words. He smiled at the nurse and mumbled a thank you, but that was about it.
Taking Gerard’s hand once more Frank led him out to the car, opened the door for him and ran round to the drivers’ side. Once settled in the car Frank leant over and placed a loving kiss on Gerard’s lips.
“Well done baby, I’m so proud of you.” He smiled, stroking his lover’s cheek with his thumb.
Gerard smiled in response and leant in for another ‘well done’ kiss. He liked those.
Pulling away Frank started up the engine and turned to face Gerard. “Right, Starbucks, home and cuddling it is!”
And really, Gerard couldn’t find a fault in that plan.