[TW in case anyone needs it, periods]
https://www.tumblr.com/undercoverpena/747044839406944256
Okay but I picture it like this, it’s you and Frankie in the first few months maybe? And it’s the first time he’s come up against you on day 1/2 of your period (they’re always the WORST 🙄). He lets himself in with your spare key and finds you in the couch or in your bed curled up in agony and he flaps (only a little??) and once he’s had that mini-panic, he becomes LASER FOCUSSED. Maybe he tells you to nap and you do that after some cuddles and belly rubs from him. So once you’re napping he goes to the shop and then when he comes back he sneaks in and sets about making you your perfect hot drink (mines is lemon and ginger tea which isn’t all that tricky tbh hahah) and brings it to you. He wakes you with a kiss on your forehead and gives you your treats with a hot water bottle and then you watch your favourite movie and when you have a sip of your drink you just look at him like damn. You just KNOW. you know you will love this man forever bc no one can get your drink right and this man does it first or second try?
God. I’m sorry for throwing this on you. I’m so affected by this small minor thought 😭😂
Sorry for the British/Scottish-isms hahahha
I am flapping at this post omg
Anyway
Have a wonderful weekend!
please never apologise, I have loved all of this.
see, me and you, same wavelength; cause frankie 100% deffo remembers rainy’s drink from that first “date” they had. and it’s squirrelled away—just like how she remembers his?
and all of what you said, I’m just so hot for. because the idea that someone would remember such a detail, you know? this personal, very minor detail but has the power to turn an entire day around.
but, to add for you:
Frankie would absolutely go the extra mile. he’d make sure you have stocked up on products, get you some food too—because he envisions you haven’t eaten. maybe he gets you a drink with electrolytes in it, pops it in the fridge just in case. gets ice cream, chocolate, and covers all basis. but then when he hands you that drink and you melt at the warmth, the perfection in which he’s made it and then asks if he can touch you, if he can massage your lower back or get you anything.
and you just melt into a mess of goo, cause hormones.
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