You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

After I get back to my room I curl up in my bed, exhausted and I'm on the edge of sleep when my phone starts buzzing so I reach one arm out and blindly feel around for it, picking it up and answering without looking. "Hello" I slur slightly, my voice thick with sleep. "Babe? Are you alright?" Franks concerned voice responds and I groan as I say "Yeah." "Did I wake you?" "Not sleep yet" I mumble out and Frank sighs before saying "I'm sorry baby, you get some sleep and call me later. I love you." I let out another half hearted groan into the phone before dropping it onto the mattress, letting myself pass out finally. When I wake up again I'm wrapped up in warm arms, a solid warm weight pressed against my back and I look down to see they're Franks colourful arms wrapped around me and I smile as I relax back into him, his warm shallow breaths washing over the back of my neck as he sleeps. I carefully roll over in his arms, not wanting to wake him and I settle down face to face with him, our noses barely brushing as I watch him sleep, his face twitching up slightly as he dreams and I can't help but smile wide. I bring one hand up to gently stoke my fingers down his cheek, softly brushing over the bruise forming where he got hit and Franks eyes slowly flutter open, his gaze locking with mine as he breaks out into a smile and says "Hey beautiful." "Hey baby. What are you doing here?" "I missed you so I came over and your roommate let me in. He's pretty cool." "Thanks" Patrick calls out from where he's studying at his desk and I start to laugh as I lean forward and bury my face in Franks neck, muffling my giggles. After I calm down again Frank and I get up off the bed, stretching and Patrick turns to me and says "Congratulations by the way" and I suddenly remember the ring on my finger. "Thanks Trick."

A week after Frank and I get engaged I am staying the night at his place again and I am going in for my first shift at the coffee shop the following morning. We are laying in bed, getting ready to go to sleep when Frank rolls over to face me and says "Baby?" "Yeah Frankie" I say as I roll to face him aswell. "I love you, will you move in with me?" I stare at him wide eyed as I say "Really? You want me to?" "Of course, I want to be with you always." "Would Ian mind or would we be getting our own place?" "Well I was thinking here and Ian totally went for it but if you don't want to...." "I'd love to" I tell him, smiling wide and he smiles back before leaning in to kiss me. The next morning I get up early and go to work with Ian, the day passing quickly and he shows me a lot but it's very casual and we spend most of the day laughing and joking together. Mid afternoon Frank comes in and as he walks up to the counter where Ian and I are serving he smirks and says "Damn baby can you bring the apron home? I could seriously get into that" and I giggle and blush, Ian pretending to gag before he bursts out laughing too. "Frank, Jesus this is a respectable place of business" Ian says and I laugh and say "Yeah that's why the whole morning was spent rating customer asses." Frank raises his eyebrows at me and says "Oh really?" "Yours is a ten baby" I tell him and we burst into laughter again. Once we calm down Frank orders a coffee and Ian supervises while I make it. Once he has his coffee Frank sits at a table in the back and watches me work, winking at me whenever we lock gazes and I can't help but smile like a complete idiot. Half an hour after Frank comes in Ian tells me I can finish for the day and if I liked it I can come back the next day for a few hours before my afternoon class and we can figure out a schedule for me around my classes. I slowly round the counter, removing my apron and leaving it with Ian as I wander over to Frank who stands from his chair and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me tight against him as he skims his nose along my neck, inhaling my scent before burying his face in my hair. "Holy shit you smell amazing right now." I giggle before gently pushing him away and saying "Not in public babe, I have to come back here to work." "Speaking of work, I was serious about the apron" and I burst into giggles again as we leave the store hand in hand, walking back to the apartment and once we get there I head for the bathroom, stripping off along the way since we're home alone and by the time I reach the bathroom door I am only wearing boxers and I stop, turning back to look at Frank over my shoulder as I say "You're coming right?" Dropping my boxers and walking into the bathroom, Franks fast frantic footsteps sounding as he runs down the hall to me.

Notes

Anyone want to donate their lungs to me? I'm seriously over mine and would love to be able to breathe properly again