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2026-07-20
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2026-08-01
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Growing pains.

Summary:

Gerard and frank have a 6 years old daughter and g has baby fever. Frank fills his wishes. A cute fluffy fic with Smut sprinkled in like fairy dust.

Notes:

I wanted to write this a 230 am so here we are.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Gerard Way looked at his daughter and sighed, “Rosemary, you can't take the cat with you to school ” the cat struggled on the six year olds grip. 
“Why, Mama?” 
“School isn't the kitty's home, sweetheart…” 
“He doesn't mind!!” 
“Rose,honey. Please put the cat down,” Gerard pleased tears gathering in his eyes. 
He didn't want rosemary to go to kindergarten he wanted her to stay little forever, like a kitten, 
“Mama's right, honey. Kitties don't go to school for a reason," Frank explained 
“And why is that?” 
“The kitty needs his mama, to be safe and loved.” 
Gerard stuffed a sob. 
“Gee, honey what's wrong??” 
“I - i-” 
“Come here, I'll walk Rose to the bus stop.” Frank led Rosemary out to the bus stop. 
“Is Mama okay?” Rosemary asked worriedly. 
“I think Mama's just sad to see you grow up. You'll understand when you have siblings or when you're out age…” 
“Give Mama a kiss for me?” Rosemary asked. 
“Promise. Bye Rosemary!” 
“Bye Daddy!!” 
The little girl got on the big yellow bus and Frank walked in to find Gerard crying. 
“Hey, hey. It's okay baby. Rose is gonna be fine” 
“It's hard!!!* Gerard wailed. 
“Not saying it's easy gee. What's gotcha all weepy and sad?” 
“I - I want another b- b- baby!!” Gerard bawled. 
“So, let's try for another? Rose is at school all day. That gives us 8 hours to love each other daily.” 
Gerard peeked through his fingers giggling. 
“You've really got this down to a science. Huh Frankie?” 
“Of course now let's make those tests into happy tears” Frank led him to the bedroom. 
He ripped Gerard's shirt off, kissing every stretch mark on Gerard's tummy. 
Gerard felt Frank's fingers enter as he hissed in pain. 
“Shh. I'll make up for that” 
Frank grabbed lube and slathered it in before pushing into Gerard, causing the older to moan. 
Frank thrust into Gerard violently. 
“Knock me up, frank….” 
“Gonna get you pregnant Gerard. You'll be a glowing mama with my babies in you…” 
Frank unloaded in Gerard as Gerard came as well. Gerard slumped forward, groaning in exhaustion on Frank. 
Frank kißsed him softly and grabbed a washrag to clean themselves off. 
Gerard felt satiated and filled up. He rubbed his tummy feeling the area where his womb is. 
“C'mon gee, gotta get ready for Rosemary to come from school” 
Gerard laughed and pulled on sweatpants and a tee. He made himself presentable and packed Frank in the lips
“Mama!! Mama!!!” 
“Hey babygirl. How was schoo??” 
“I made three friends today!!” 
Gerard grinned. “That's great baby. What do you want for dinner?” 
“Daddy said I could pick a restaurant.” 
He looked pointedly at Frank. “Did he now??” 
“First day dictates going out to eat gee” 
Gerard laughed ”alright! Let's get in the car!!” 
Gerard buckled their daughter in and frank helped him inside. 
Frank drive to the local Indian place. 
Gerard looked at Rosemary.  
“Indian food? That always upsets my tummy, Rose. But your day, your choice” 
Gerard got out of the car and walked in behind Frank to try to get a  table 
Frank got them one after 30 minutes of waiting where Rosemary lay on Gerard's tummy and listened to her Mama's belly. 
“C'mon Rose they got a table.” Gerard stood up and followed his daughter to a booty in the back corner. 
“Hi what can I get you all?” A young Indian girl asked them. 
“I'll have chicken masala. And a DR pepper. Please,” 
Gerard smiled politely. 
“I'll have butter chicken kids combo please” Rosemary asked. 
“She'll have a glass of water too.” 
“For you sir?” 
“Roasted eggplant masala. Water as well,” 
“Thank you” 
Gerard looked at Rosemary “which class are you enjoying?” 
“Nap time!!!” She giggled. 
“Just like Mama!” Frank laughed. Which earned him a piece of naan bread to the face. 
Gerard ate the naan bread and drank his Dr  pepper. 
“Here we are y'all” 
Gerard dug in as soon as the chicken masala was set down. 
Frank cut into his eggplant masala as well. Rosemary are some butter chicken and sipped on water. 
“Mama!! This is good!!!” 
Gerard dipped naan bread in his sauce. 
Thirty minutes later they were packing up their boxes and walking to the car.
Frank out in the GPS address to home. 
“Ohhh, my tummy's all filled up!!” Gerard groaned dramatically. 
“I'll go slow baby” Frank smiled at Gerard. 
They started the car and drove home. 
Frank and Gerard got dressed for bed as frank kißsed Gerard's belly. 
“Ugh don't kiss my stomach Frank - especially after I've had Indian food “ 
“Do you want some Pepto Bismal?” 
Gerard nodded “please” 
Frank gave Gerard the pink medicine and Gerard took a few big gulps from it. 
“There we go no upset bellies tonight” Frank grinned. 
Gerard was already snoring softly. 
Several hours later,  Frank woke up to Gerard whimpering 
“Baby, what's wrong?” 
“Unnnnnnhhhh tummy. Au! Hurts!!” Gerard gasped in pain.  
.”Do you wanna go potty baby?”
Gerard nodded forlornly. 
Frank helped Gerard to the bathroom and knelt with him by the toilet. 
“There we go honey,” Frank cooed as Gerard was vomiting. 
“Mama..?” 
Frank turned on his heels, 
“Hey, Rose, Mama doesn't feel good right now. What's up?” 
“I'm thirsty. Can I have a glass of water?” 
“Of course. Here baby,” Frank handed her a plastic cup.  
“Is Mama okay?” 
“Yeah, his tummy is hurting him a lot right now.” 
“They were sad today. Did I make Mama cry?” 
“Of course not! Mama just is emotional about their girl growing up!” 
“When are you and Mama having another baby??” 
“Alright wise one, off to bed” Frank ushered her to her room and went to check on Gerard. 
“Gee? Baby? Are you okay?” 
Gerard retched violently. 
“Shhhh, it's okay baby” Frank wiped away bile and tears. 
“I'm sorry, I usually don't g- get so sick from Indian food- but, I - I dunno why my tummy is all angry now!!” Gerard sobbed.  
“Well figure this out together, okay babe?” 
“Okay.  Frankie?” 
“Yes dear?” 
“Can I have Nutella and pasta??” 
“Sure sweetheart- I'll get right on it,” Frank smiled warmly.