Return To Me, My Love

Breakfast passes uneventfully, Franks mother joining us too and while Frank pays I step outside the cafe with Mikey and Pete and we make small talk as Mikey lights up a cigarette but our conversation is cut short by my name being yelled and when I turn around I see three teenage girls walking towards us and I turn back to Mikey who raises an eyebrow at me before saying "Friends of yours?" I smile as I shake my head and just as the girls reach us the cafe door opens and Frank steps out with my dad and his mom and one of the girls squeals, Mikey cupping his hands over his ears to block the noise which makes me laugh and Pete joins in, one of the other girls frowning at us. Five minutes later Frank finally manages to get rid of the girls, all of us starting to walk down the street and once we're far enough away where they won't hear us Mikey grabs onto Franks arm, stopping him as he jumps up and down and let's out a girly squeal before saying "Oh my god Frank" in a girly voice which makes us laugh again. "Fuck off" Frank says playfully as he gently pushes Mikey off and Mikey and I keep laughing as we start walking again.

We spend the rest of the morning walking around and taking in the sights before Frank tells everyone that he needs to borrow me for a while and that they can meet us where he planned in a few hours and I frown as he takes my hand and starts leading me down the street. "They know what's happening later and I don't?" I ask, pouting slightly and Frank turns his head to look at me, a small smile pulling at his lips as he says "It's a surprise for you babe, just be patient, you'll find out." "Ok fine, but can you atleast tell me where we're going now?" I ask and he smirks and says "I guess...." Trailing off as we stop walking and I notice we're standing outside a tattoo parlour. "Here?" I ask, swallowing hard as Frank nods and leads me closer to the door, remembering the pain of the last time I allowed myself to go into one of these places. "Babe it's ok, you don't have to get anything" Frank tells me and I nod as I follow him through the door, Frank leading me to the counter and giving the girl standing behind it his name and a few minutes later we are led into a small room where a short, heavily tattooed girl is waiting for us. Frank tells the girl what he wants before taking his shirt off and I take it, sitting on a chair in the corner while Frank sits back on the reclined chair the girl gestures to and she marks out what he told her, checking to see that he's happy with it before she gets to work, the tattoo only taking around twenty minutes and when she finally wipes away the last of the excess ink Frank sits up and allows me to finally see the finished tattoo, two very detailed looking rings overlapping with the date of our wedding, a dash and the word forever inked underneath, right above where my name is on his chest. I smile wide as I stand up and cross the room to him, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his lips which Frank eagerly returns before pulling away and saying "Do you like it? I wanted something to mark what's happening today and..." "Can I get one too?" I ask, pushing the memories of pain to the back of my mind and Frank chuckles softly as he asks "Are you sure my love?" I nod, taking a slow deep breath and Frank smiles even wider than before and tells the artist that we need another tattoo done.

Forty minutes later we are back in the hotel room getting ready, both of us dressing in suits and before I get a chance to button my shirt Frank steps over and grabs my wrists, stopping my movement as he leans in and softly brushes his lips over the plastic covering my tattoo before pulling back and pecking the end of my nose. When we are finally ready we leave the room hand in hand, going down to the lobby and just before we step outside Frank stops me and says "Do you trust me?" I frown at him in confusion as I slowly nod and Frank chuckles softly as he steps behind me and suddenly my eyesight is gone, Frank tying a blindfold over them and I groan softly as I jokingly say "This better be worth my while."

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