#radwrites.neighborfrank

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frank does doordash with you

✧ you didnt ask him to join you he insisted saying he just wanted to make sure you were safe (he was really just bored and wanted to tag along but he’d never tell you that).

✧ was quite the theatrical passenger princess. he complained about how far your seats were up, didnt like noise the notification noise when you got orders, and was adamant that he gave you directions as he thought using car-play was too dangerous.

✧ he went inside to pick get the orders as well as put them on doorsteps letting you stay in the car the whole time so it really just felt like you werent actually doing anything but driving. “i can get it doll, just stay here and keep watch for me k.”

✧ he didnt care what you listened so you listened to everything from glorilla to alice in chains. he would occasionally ask “who is this?” or give surprised smiles when you played something he was familiar with mentally noting all the songs you both enjoyed.

✧ when the night ended and you showed him how much you made he didnt believe it was real money, so you took it upon yourself to buy him dinner with so called “monopoly money”.

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neighbor!frank castle headcanons

✧ as uninterested as he tried to seem in the first few months when you moved in across from him he secretly found you presence very endearing. he enjoyed your wreaths and door decor; he thought they added life to the otherwise dull building.

✧ even though he had never spoken to you directly he knew exactly who you were & he knew you weren’t from around the area. (which he assumed is why you never felt the need to lock your door when you would leave)

✧ surprisingly he was the first to speak and break the streak of nods and tight lipped smiles. he caught you locking your door as he was coming up the stairs, grumbling “might wanna grab an umbrella.” before he disappeared into his own apartment not even staying long enough to get a response out of you.

✧ after that it was you who did all the talking, your first means of doing so being you thanking him. “hey, hey! thank you for the heads up last week i uh got you this.” you pull the umbrella from your tote extending it towards him. he looks at it then at you back at it then at you again making you shift awkwardly. “i just assumed you didnt have one seeing as to how you were all soaked.” again silence and an unreadable stare. “well alright never-“ he finally grabs the umbrella grunting a “thanks” before continuing down the stairs.

✧ it was safe to say the gesture softened him slightly, so when you finally found a couch at the thrift and needed help moving it he was a bit more willing to let you use his van and even aid in getting it up the stairs making for the start of a very complicated friendship.

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neighbor!frank breaks into your apartment

✧ to say that frank wasnt the slightest bit curious albeit on edge about you arrival would be a complete and total lie.

✧ he had seen the guys moving boxes and such into the apartment through the peephole on his day off and caught a few glimpses of you as you would come and go getting groceries and what he could only assume were other household necessities.

✧ his past made it hard for him to just accept someone being in close proximity to him as it could all be a threat so he decided to investigate and your inability to lock your door consistently made it very easy for him to do so.

✧ his first trip he looked around the apartment the layout identical to his own yet much more filled with life. you didnt have a couch yet but there was a tv and a coffee table that was littered with knick knacks. it was lit with a small lamp that provided warm lightening and many many candles and wax melts that smelt of sugar and vanilla.

✧his second trip consisted of him shuffling through your papers that you had splayed out on your nightstand reading your name. (making a mental not so karen could do a full deep dive if need be) it was through this that he found out you had two bachelor degrees one in biology and another in history. needless to say he was slightly impressed.

✧ the third and final time he looked through your medicine cabinets making mental notes of the vast amount prescription meds you had. he even found your not so hidden toys.

✧ he blushed and quickly closed the cabinet and made his way back out into the living area and into the kitchen opening your fridge. just fruit, a loaf of artisan bread, some water and an redbull.

✧he opened the small pantry seeing cereal remembering your lack of milk, flour, sugar, fruit-snacks, and alot and i mean alot of protein bars. he wordlessly took one and left locking the door behind him.

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neighhbor!frank x reader that smokes

✧ he had known you did it long before you two were, well whatever it was that you too were. he would smell it late at night when he’d then assumed you used it as an aid to help you sleep.

✧ he didnt care much that you did it, he knew how bad your anxiety could get and everyone had their vices.

✧ the first time he caught you wasnt actually on purpose he got off early and decided to surprise you with your flowers only to find you cross legged on the watching shrek half the blunt sitting lazily between your fingers.

✧ you tried to hide immediately when you found him ashing it quickly.

✧ “you dont gotta stop on my behalf doll, just got ya these.” he said handing you a bouquet of white roses.

✧ after that you werent so secretive about your ‘habit’ even offering frank a hit to your surprise he took. “shit, sweetheart.” he cough sitting up in the bed as you patted his back. “you tried to hit it too hard babe, i told you little puffs.” you sqy rubbing his back taking one last hit before putting the roach out.

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neighbor!frank helps move your furniture

✧ when he heard the knock on his door his fight or flight immediately kicked in- grabbing a gun he had under his table.

✧ after seeing it was you nervously chewing on your nails through the peephole he sighed placing the weapon in his waist band before slowing opening the door. he greeted you with nothing more than a cocked eyebrow.

✧ you rambled on muttering a string of ”im sorry’s” and “i really dont mean to be a bother.” before you could finally request aid in getting your sofa up the stairs. “if not the moving company said they could id just rather not spend $50 for something thatll take all of 5 minutes and cost two times as much as the couch.” you sigh.

✧ he stood the brooding and silent (what you deemed to be his default setting) before he finally spoke. “how far is it?”

✧ to say you were surprised when he said he would not only help you get it up the stairs but pick it up from the store as well would be an understatement.

✧ he was very adamant about getting out to make sure that the workers were careful loading the old loveseat into the van whether to not damage the van or the loveseat you didnt know but you watched out of the rearview window as he stood supervising.

✧ he didnt let you even touch it once you made it back to the apartment, glaring when you tried to grab the end to help pull it out of the back. “just go open the door will ya, i got it.”

✧ “its fine here- i can manage getting it in!” you say waiting in front of your door cash in hand, “i cant thank you enough for this. here.” he rolled his eyes couch still in his hands. “how about i put it inside while you go get the cushions.”

✧ needless to say he didnt take the cash he took gratification in the form of sneaking a few protein bars from your pantry (again) and disappearing wordlessly back into his apartment.