Spiders, yuck!
Title: Arachnophobia
Author: Shazzy x_fangs_up_x
Warnings: Swearing, Naked!Frank, mentions of spiders [just incase, y'know, you're arachnophobic]
Pairing: Bob Bryar/Frank Iero [yes, I'm obbsessed]
Summary: Arachnophobia is an abnormal fear of spiders. It is among the most common of all phobias. The reactions of arachnophobics often seem irrational to others (and sometimes to the sufferers themselves). People with arachnophobia tend to feel uneasy in any area they believe could harbor spiders or that has visible signs of their presence, such as webs.
Disclaimer: This, is fiction. Only fiction. Not real. Don't own [sadly].
A/N: Okay, so I was inspired to write this when a big motherfucking spider tried to jump me in the bath. Scared the life outta me, and I'm not even afraid of spiders. Also, this video: http://youtube.com/watch?v=mnGmLY5vdPw [the blonde host is really rude!]
Arachnophobia is an abnormal fear of spiders. It is among the most common of all phobias. The reactions of arachnophobics often seem irrational to others (and sometimes to the sufferers themselves). People with arachnophobia tend to feel uneasy in any area they believe could harbor spiders or that has visible signs of their presence, such as webs.
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Frank Iero sank into the warm water of the hotel bath with a sigh. It had been so long since he'd had a bath, and he rejoiced in the fact that he got to use his strawberry scented bubble bath for the first time. 'Cause he's cool like that.
Lying back, he raises his hands to massage his scalp, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation. The heat turns his skin pink and makes him light-headed. He stretches out, arching his back and enjoying being, well, clean. Then he opens his eyes, and fuck, he really, really, really, wishes he hadn't.
Scaling down from the window sill, on a thread so thin it's invisble to Frank's eye, is a spider. Not one of those tiny little spiders that you have to squint to see, but a motherfucking big spider. Frank's heart kind of just stops. He sinks further down into the bath until the water is on the verge of rising over his face. He can't move, his muscles are frozen, and he can hear his heart punding in his ears, and he really doesn't know what to do. So he does the most sensible thing his scared-to-death mind can think of.
"BOB! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB! BOB, HEEEEELP ME! BOB, PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE HELP MEEEEEEE! FUCK BOB, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!" Frank screams at the top of his lungs, voice desperate and terrified.
Bob, who was sharing a room with Frank, jumped when he heard the screaming. Then, his mind began to panic as he wondered what had happened to Frank to make him scream like that. He was on his feet in a second, and bursting through the bathroom door, which Frank never bothered to lock, just as Frank was preparing to scream again.
Bob pauses, and looks down at Frank in the bath, suddenly very aware that the other man was naked. And wet. And flushed. And, fuck, Bob should really stop that train of thought.
"What the fuck, Frank?" Bob growls, trying not to stare and forcing himself to look away. "Did you just call me in here to scar me for life?!"
Then Bob hears Frank whimpering. Fuckin' whimpering! Frank's shivering, sending ripples across the top of the water, and when he speaks again Bob can hear the tears in his voice.
"Sp-spider, Bob. Fuckin', spider, and it's right there! If I move it could, fall on me. Please Bob!"
Frank's pleading makes Bob turn back around, and that's when he sees the spider, hanging less than half a metre above the bath. Yeah, now Bob knows why Frank was screaming. He has to bite back a scream of his own, beforing looking at Frank with wide eyes.
"Whatdya want me to do? You know I'm as afraid of spiders as you are!"
"Please Bob just...get rid of it!" Frank looks at Bob with large, watery puppy eyes. Ch'yeah, like Bob really has any choice now.
Kneeling on the side of the bath, Bob lifts a sponge off the window sill and, with a shaking hand, holds it under the spider. The spider crawls onto the sponge and begins to scurry across it as Bob works on opening the window. Just as Bob gets it to swing open, the spider crawls off the sponge and onto Bob's hand. Bob screams. Frank screams louder.
With a flick of his wrist Bob sends the spider soaring out the window, but this movement throws off his balance and he ends up falling into the bath on top of Frank with a 'Splash!' that sends water crashing onto the floor.
Bob begins to mumble an apology, but Frank cuts him off:
"Bob Bryar, you are my motherfucking hero!"
Then Frank throws his arms around Bob's neck and kisses him full on the mouth. When they break apart, Frank starts singing against Bob's lips:
"When there's a spider in the bath, who ya gonna call? Bob Bryar!"
~Ze End.
Author: Shazzy x_fangs_up_x
Warnings: Swearing, Naked!Frank, mentions of spiders [just incase, y'know, you're arachnophobic]
Pairing: Bob Bryar/Frank Iero [yes, I'm obbsessed]
Summary: Arachnophobia is an abnormal fear of spiders. It is among the most common of all phobias. The reactions of arachnophobics often seem irrational to others (and sometimes to the sufferers themselves). People with arachnophobia tend to feel uneasy in any area they believe could harbor spiders or that has visible signs of their presence, such as webs.
Disclaimer: This, is fiction. Only fiction. Not real. Don't own [sadly].
A/N: Okay, so I was inspired to write this when a big motherfucking spider tried to jump me in the bath. Scared the life outta me, and I'm not even afraid of spiders. Also, this video: http://youtube.com/watch?v=mnGmLY5vdPw [the blonde host is really rude!]
Arachnophobia is an abnormal fear of spiders. It is among the most common of all phobias. The reactions of arachnophobics often seem irrational to others (and sometimes to the sufferers themselves). People with arachnophobia tend to feel uneasy in any area they believe could harbor spiders or that has visible signs of their presence, such as webs.
~
Frank Iero sank into the warm water of the hotel bath with a sigh. It had been so long since he'd had a bath, and he rejoiced in the fact that he got to use his strawberry scented bubble bath for the first time. 'Cause he's cool like that.
Lying back, he raises his hands to massage his scalp, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation. The heat turns his skin pink and makes him light-headed. He stretches out, arching his back and enjoying being, well, clean. Then he opens his eyes, and fuck, he really, really, really, wishes he hadn't.
Scaling down from the window sill, on a thread so thin it's invisble to Frank's eye, is a spider. Not one of those tiny little spiders that you have to squint to see, but a motherfucking big spider. Frank's heart kind of just stops. He sinks further down into the bath until the water is on the verge of rising over his face. He can't move, his muscles are frozen, and he can hear his heart punding in his ears, and he really doesn't know what to do. So he does the most sensible thing his scared-to-death mind can think of.
"BOB! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB! BOB, HEEEEELP ME! BOB, PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE HELP MEEEEEEE! FUCK BOB, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!" Frank screams at the top of his lungs, voice desperate and terrified.
Bob, who was sharing a room with Frank, jumped when he heard the screaming. Then, his mind began to panic as he wondered what had happened to Frank to make him scream like that. He was on his feet in a second, and bursting through the bathroom door, which Frank never bothered to lock, just as Frank was preparing to scream again.
Bob pauses, and looks down at Frank in the bath, suddenly very aware that the other man was naked. And wet. And flushed. And, fuck, Bob should really stop that train of thought.
"What the fuck, Frank?" Bob growls, trying not to stare and forcing himself to look away. "Did you just call me in here to scar me for life?!"
Then Bob hears Frank whimpering. Fuckin' whimpering! Frank's shivering, sending ripples across the top of the water, and when he speaks again Bob can hear the tears in his voice.
"Sp-spider, Bob. Fuckin', spider, and it's right there! If I move it could, fall on me. Please Bob!"
Frank's pleading makes Bob turn back around, and that's when he sees the spider, hanging less than half a metre above the bath. Yeah, now Bob knows why Frank was screaming. He has to bite back a scream of his own, beforing looking at Frank with wide eyes.
"Whatdya want me to do? You know I'm as afraid of spiders as you are!"
"Please Bob just...get rid of it!" Frank looks at Bob with large, watery puppy eyes. Ch'yeah, like Bob really has any choice now.
Kneeling on the side of the bath, Bob lifts a sponge off the window sill and, with a shaking hand, holds it under the spider. The spider crawls onto the sponge and begins to scurry across it as Bob works on opening the window. Just as Bob gets it to swing open, the spider crawls off the sponge and onto Bob's hand. Bob screams. Frank screams louder.
With a flick of his wrist Bob sends the spider soaring out the window, but this movement throws off his balance and he ends up falling into the bath on top of Frank with a 'Splash!' that sends water crashing onto the floor.
Bob begins to mumble an apology, but Frank cuts him off:
"Bob Bryar, you are my motherfucking hero!"
Then Frank throws his arms around Bob's neck and kisses him full on the mouth. When they break apart, Frank starts singing against Bob's lips:
"When there's a spider in the bath, who ya gonna call? Bob Bryar!"
~Ze End.