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Super rich kids with nothing but lose ends
Draco Malfoy x Reader
This story is inspired by this song
((One of my favs))
Also this is my first story on heree
You were getting ready with Pansy, because you two were supposed to go out with the guys. Every one knew what you were going to do. “Should I bring my books to study?” You asked,even though you already knew the answer. “Is that a joke or something you know we always say we’re going to study and then just drink some shit and forget what we’re supposed to do.” Pansy answered while applying her new perfume. “I knoww but I thought we might actually study this time, Snape is on my ass with all those exams, I thought he liked the Slytherin kids more but he seems to just really hate me.” You moaned. “Noo you get it all wrong he hates everyone he just hates you the most.” She said laughing. “Wow thanks a lot now I feel better.” You laughed. “No problem,btw are you done yet Draco and Mattheo are waiting.” She said reading the text she got from them. “Yea sure but what about Blaise,Enzo,Theo,Tom and Reggie?” You asked. “they’re getting the stuff yk also lets go outside nowww.” She whined. “Alrr sorry for making you wait so long for your dray dray.” You said while basically dying of laughter. “Yea right cuz I’m the one missing draco over the holidays.” She protested . “Oh shut up and let’s goo.” You replied.
As you got to your fav hang out spot you could already smell the weed Theo probably brought, you sat besides between Enzo and Blaise (mostly cuz the were the most chill and didn’t care about ur raging crush on Draco). Draco stood up and offered you a glass of wine they brought. You asked him what whine it was he didn’t know and even if he knew he was probably too drunk to even pronounce the name,if he was only half as drunk he would probably not even be able to speak to you. After some drinks and some talking you noticed how Blaise and Theo were hyping Draco up, you didn’t quite get why but u thought it was quit funny and you couldn’t stop staring cuz his hair was so MMM and his hands were so AAAAAH and don’t get me started on his eyess. After some time of actually listening to what they said you were even more confused because Theo was always telling Draco he could cut his confidence in half and still have to much so you didn’t get why he was now basically screaming at him that he was usually so confident he should just go for it so you were like totally confused, but after like 15 minutes of them hyping draco up Draco got up and said, “alright but y’all owe me,because this is going to be wayy to embarrassing if it doesn’t go how y’all said.” And they just nodded. Then he walked towards you and asked if he could talk to you in private for a bit and you agreed.
So you went with him and as soon as you were out of hearing distance he just couldn’t stop talking “Okayy so I know you probably got a crush on Enzo or something but you are like the best thing that ever got in my life cuz even if I tried I can’t stop thinking about you and believe me I tried since second year so I just had to get it out and I know your probably gonna reject me cuz I’m not your type but I love you and I just had to say it cuz my thoughts of you were just eating me up soo yeaa.” And for a second you just didn’t know what to say,so you just grabbed him by his shirt and gave him a kiss after while you opened your mouth basically giving him the permission to slide his tongue in,and so he totally did when you both stoped you just said “I love you.” And what happened next was a blur cuz everyone was pretty drunk.
The next morning you woke up looked up and you were about to scream until you saw Draco beside you.
Later after everyone was awake Pansy showed you the video she secretly made cuz you totally forgot and after that day there wasn’t a day that draco wasn’t there.
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hi angel 🥰 i’m just in the middle of rereading calling home !!!! i was just wondering, could you ever do a one shot of like sweet pea calming frankie during the middle of the night if he has like an anxiety attack or nightmare? i love the dynamic between those 2 and would love to see how sweet pea calms frankie 🥺
Hi bb sorry this took me a hot minute to get to. First off... i'm thrilled you are re reading my series! Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: PTSD, anxiety, comfort, fluff
AN: This is early in their relationship. Probably right after chapter 5. Therapy also referred to in this drabble
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You blinked up at the ceiling, sleep momentarily thinning. You heard low muttering beside you.
"Frankie?" You turned reaching over to his side of the bed. He was shaking and sweaty under your hand. "Frankie!" You sat up, this time going to the other side of the bed to flick on the bedside lamp. The dim yellow light revealed Frankie twitching and muttering incoherently. Sweat clung to his forehead. His mouth was pursed in between a frown and snarl. His jaw was clenched tight. His whole body was stiff as a board. He was deep in a nightmare. You heard him say something like "no no".
You had been over this scenario with Frankie. He advised you not to touch him when he was having nightmares in case he acted on instinct and accidentally hurt you. But now that it was real, you couldn't just watch him endure a nightmare like this.
"Hey... hey..." You stoked his arm with your fingers lightly. He jerked away from your touch with a grunt. When he turned his head you saw that there were tears in the corner of his eyes. "Oh, Frankie... Wake up please. Come on, baby. Please wake up." You just continued to slowly stroke his arm, his chest, eventually making your way up to his face. He seemed to be calming down.
Then he abruptly sat up, scooting away from you reflexively.
"Wha-What's..." He looked around the room and then trailed off when he saw you watching him, concern evident on your face. He wiped his wet eyes.
"Nightmare." You explained though you were sure he already knew.
"Did I hurt you?" He immediately asked, looking away in shame. His humiliation mixed toxically with his adrenaline and fear from the dream.
"No. You didn't hurt me." You answered quickly, pushing yourself up, but you resisted hugging him for fear he was still overstimulated. You offered your water bottle to him. "Do-do you want to talk about it?"
Frankie shook his head, looking down at his sweaty self. "It's the usual dream. The helicopter crash." He shuddered, trying to pull himself into the present and away from his distorted memory. He took a couple sips of water and then handed the bottle back to you. Mentally he did the exercises he had practiced. Name one thing you see: Sweet pea. Name one thing you hear: A passing car. Name one thing you feel: Soft sheets. Where are you? Home. Home. Home.
You waited patiently through all of this, giving Frankie space to speak when he was ready. He took a few deep ragged breaths, his fists clenched on the bed below you. Too scared to touch you yet. He worried that he may have scared you off. That now you would have seen that all of his demons were real.
"I'm sorry I woke you up, sweet pea." His gruff voice was dripping with guilt. You frowned, not in frustration at him but at the stigma that led him to feel so terrible about dreams he could not control.
"Frankie...you didn't bother me." You couldn't resist laying a hand over his bare stomach feeling him relax at your touch. "I'm glad I woke up. I want to comfort you."
He sniffed, new tears in his eyes. He was still looking away from you. You understood. It was such a vulnerable state for anyone, let alone someone who had endured as much rejection as Frankie had.
"Can I hold you? Is that okay?" You feel your own voice shake with emotion. Your power and your love was limited with him not in your arms. As much as you knew your voice could move mountains, you needed to console him with more than words.
"Yes. please." Frankie exhaled finally looking at you, his brown eyes misty and wanting. You wasted no time climbing over his legs and pulling his face into your neck. His arms linked around your back, holding you close.
His skin, that earlier vibrated like it was trying to break apart, settled under your touch. Solidifying enough so he could finally sense each part of his body. Hands, wrists, elbows, shoulders, and so on. He mentally listed each one as it related to you. Your hands on his head. Your chest on his chest. Your breath on his neck.
"I have you." You promised, knowing the words would help ground him. "I have you. I'm not going anywhere. Just be here with me."
"I'm so tired of this." He whispered into your warm embrace. "I just want to be better."
"I know." You sat back cupping his face in your hands, rubbing your thumb over that patch of grey in his beard.
"I was doing so well." He continued to beat himself up. He had been so pleased to have gone nearly a month without any nightmares or PTSD. He tried to think of something that could have triggered him but yesterday was a normal Thursday. He didn't drink. He didn't have a stressful customer at work. He had sex. He showered. Sometimes there was no trigger and that was the most unsettling type of episode.
Frankie ducked his head, resting his forehead in between your breasts. He wished he could crawl inside you and away from his thoughts. His PTSD made him nauseous and too hyper to sleep. He was both hyper-focused and dazed at the same time. Every nightmare always felt like an omen that things were going to get bad again. He was going to start craving and then eventually relapse.
You rubbed his back in slow circles trying to coax him into a more normal breathing rate. A minute passed, the only sounds were Frankie's rough breathing and your slower one.
"What else do you need?" You asked gently.
"Can you- can you light the candle please?" He requested in a muffled voice.
"Sure." You smiled, reaching over to his side of the bed and pulling out the lighter. Your candle, already well used, was soon flickering brightly. The floral scent you and Frankie loved, filled your brain making sleep slowly start to edge its way in. You could feel his breathing slow. "That better?"
"Mmhmm." He grumbled. Something about the scent grounded him to this chapter in his life; the one with you in it. He wasn't that lonely guy anymore. He wasn't in a war zone. He had everything he could ever dream of right in his arms... and yet... this still happened. "I'm sorry, sweet pea."
"What for?" You tousled his hair affectionally.
"For-for being messed up."
"Frankie..." You nudged his head up so you could kiss him deeply. You let him take the lead, pressing him tongue into your mouth and pulling you tighter against his chest. At your quiet moan he pulled back letting you finish your thought. You didn't care how many times you had to say it, touch it, kiss it into reality: Frankie was perfect the way he was.
"You aren't messed up." You murmured, holding his eyes with your earnest gaze. "You're strong. You're resilient and brave. I love you because of that. You're like... a phoenix. You rise from the ashes." Then you giggled. "Sorry I just thought of a hybrid between a catfish and a Phoenix."
"Ha." He laughed shakily, tightening his arms around you. "A fish on fire. Sounds about right."
"Or a bird with whiskers." You snorted.
He kissed you again, relishing your little giggles against his lips. You laced your hands with his.
"I'm here to remind you to be kind to yourself. Remember how far you've come. I'm so proud of you, Frankie."
Once again he reflected on how lucky he was to have you in the flesh. Your empathy amazed him. It had from day one but his awe grew monumentally tonight. You weren't scared. You saw all of his brokenness for what it was and you only loved him harder. He had to trust your vision of him when his own internal compass failed.
"You tired, little pea?" He chuckled when you yawned cutely, after trying to hold it in.
"No." You told a small lie, just to keep him from trying to put your needs first. You weren't going to sleep until you knew he felt safe. "How are you feeling? Be honest, please."
Frankie searched his body with another deep breath. "Better. I'm just really amped up from the adrenaline. But go back to sleep, little pea. I'll read or something.”
"Mmm read to me?" You asked holding back another yawn.
"Sure." He chuckled. You rolled off of him pulling the covers back over you both. Frankie grabbed his copy of The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue. You latched onto him like a koala bear and hung onto his deep voice. Frankie appreciated the weight of your arm on his stomach and head on his chest. You could hear his heartbeat below your ear slowing.
Frankie paused his quiet oration to peer down at your relaxed face and fluttering eye lids. "I love you, sweet pea."
"mmm love you too." You breathed in reply.
For the first time, Frankie was able to go back to sleep after his nightmare.
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HELLO
HI
I HAVE SUNGHEES STATS HERE
and i’ll be doing the bio later.
HERES SOME INFO ON THE CUTEST GIRL.
she’s the third child in the family, right before sungjae.
shes’s sungjae’s sister as stated before
she’s engaged, not willingly, it’s a quirk marriage but she’s kind of putting it off for a long time mostly because he’s not that good even though she’d doing everything in her power to not call it off because that could disappoint her father
daddy issues tm
she’s the only one besides sungjae that can control fire, the rest of the siblings are either quirkless or can control ice and shit related to it.
she’s always tried to be the best to get her father’s attention but it was never enough
estrangled relationship with her older sister
doesn't have the best relationship with any of the siblings, in fact, mostly due to her own need to succeed and be the best
goody-two-shoes for her father, everything he says is law basically
she dyes her hair black to avoid being recognized
too many friendships were to use her
so were relationships
her eyes are a cop-out tho
she’s able to engulf her whole body in fire but it takes energy and she thinks it ridiculous
shes very good in hand to hand combat as well in her quirk manipulation
if overused the quirk she can end up collapsing and dealing with high fever
trauma? yes.
she feels very sad shes never got her father’s approval, she just wants to make him proud heh
probably once caused arson but oops she pulled it off as an accident, she was just frustrated hehehe
can create blue fire but can end up overheating her, because too hot.
she’s very smart, she didn’t only excel in her quirk manipulation but in her classes too. she also has mastered piano, being able to play it from a young age but again, all of this never seemed enough for her father because after all, she had just one quirk
her fiance is an ass, he wastes her time and is just in for the name
very self-aware of her weaknesses
never was too close to her mother either because it wasn't like they shared much in common although sunghee is like a copy of their mother
she has the same face as their mother, just distinctive features of their father like the hair and eyess
she can seem standoffish at times
somewhat guarded of people who are too nice out of the blue because her seek for approval has ended up in her getting fucked over
hehehe shes very cute when shes trying to impress people because she wants to be the very best
has a degree in music but somehow family thinks its useless bc music??? hskfhskdfhsd
native to the island duh, so if your muse is a native hmu because we can link them up immediately
has had her run-ins with the government due to her breakdowns sometimes causing involuntary fires
she tries her best to seem happy whenever she’s around her fiance but shes aware he ain't happy about it either
for connections, I'm up for a shitty fiance, another best friend, someone she sees regularly for approval because they think shes pretty impressive, someone whos a fan of her piano skills, a uni colleague.
i think this is enough about her for now until i make the bio!! if you wanna plot of have any questions let me know.
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Starshine Ch. 62 Jimmy Page Fan Fiction
The next day, the band was busy with sound checks and a light rehearsal for the evening concert. Jill had been with Clare in the pool, relaxing and having a drink.
Once done, she returned upstairs. When Jill entered her room, she was very startled to see someone in one of the chairs, with their back to Jill. Leaning far backwards in the chair, long dark hair hanging down. Jill stopped dead in the doorway, wondering if she possibly had the wrong room. But the key had easily opened the door. A voice spoke out loudly, a woman’s voice,… “Is that you Jimmy, my darling ?”
Jill : Excuse me ? You must be in the wrong room, miss.
Woman : No, I don’t think so. I’m here for Jimmy. Jimmy Page. He’s my boyfriend.
Jill : Is he really ? I wasn’t aware.
Woman : Well, we’ve had sex plenty of times when he was here on other tours, and he told me he’d be back to see me again one day. So - I’m simply holding him to his word.
She put her hand out, as she lowered her chair to the floor. A very attractive and sexy lady. Long beautiful hair.
Woman : I’m Leeza. And I assume you’re Jill ?
Jill : (shaking her hand,) How would you know that ?
Leeza : Because these flowers here on the table were addressed to you, originally. But as you can see, I’ve crossed out the name, Jill and replaced it with my name. Here, look, …see, I wrote “For Leeza, (not Jill.) Love of my life. Most spectacular woman on earth. What a great year we’ve had. I love you, eternally, Jimmy"
Jill observed the tremendous vase on the desk there, containing at least three dozen glorious red roses. Accentuated by other types of white flowers and greens, and leaves. Jill realized it had been just about a year now, since the day she and Jim had met. It was at Jill’s work at New York General Medical. She was thinking now, Jimmy was so incredibly sensitive, to have remembered the day that they met. And to go to the trouble to get her flowers, yet, for the occasion. And to do so while they were on tour, here in Germany. She was also completely freaked out by this intruder to their room.
But Jill had been accosted in the past, by other women on tour, who either lusted after Jimmy, or were in the process of trying to snatch him away from her. This case was a bit different, because this one claimed to be an old girlfriend. Which stung a little. But Jill could let it go, because she knew Jimmy loved her, and she herself had had other lovers, boyfriends in her past, as well. Can’t be jealous of what’s happened in someone’s past life before they knew us. If it was going to be real, then they’d still be together now.
So Jill realized she may be in danger here, and began backing out of the doorway. As she was walking steadily backwards, she heard voices approaching the room, “Hi Sweetheart, why are you walking backwards ?”
It was Jimmy and Percy. Jill let the door swing closed in front of her. Jimmy had his arms opened to her, and she stepped into them. He was kissing her mouth and petting her hair. She spoke quickly, “Jim, there’s an intruder in our room, but maybe you know her. She’s an old lover of yours, she says. Leeza. ”
Jim : Oh my God, yeah, I know her, from years past. Pushy woman, never could handle taking no for an answer, even when I insisted it was over. Here, let me go in and handle this. I’m sorry, my Jill. That you had to deal with this. So sorry, my love.
And he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, like he meant it. He held the back of her head and whispered a few words of passion against her ear for a moment.
Percy : Let me join you in there, in case it gets ugly.
Jill stood outside in the hallway, out of the way but could pretty much hear all that was being said in there. Jimmy had opened the door, stepped in and Percy closely followed. Leeza gasped in delight and leapt out of her chair at the sight of Jimmy. She ran to him, nearly knocking him down in her attempt to grab him. She had her arms around him and her mouth all over his face, as he and Percy tried pulling her off.
Jimmy : Alright, alright, let go. Calm down, easy now.
Leeza : Jimmy ! My love ! Finally, you came back for me ! I knew you’d be back. I knew you loved me.
Jim : Leeza, how did you get in here ? You know I’m not here to see you. It was over between us a very long time ago. I made that clear to you, years ago. You can’t just sneak into my room and shock people. And, oh no ? What did you do with this card ? (Jimmy said quietly, on the side to Percy - “Call security mate.”)
Leeza was hanging onto Jimmy like he was a playground climb set. Kept kissing him, and grabbing him. Hands and arms all over him. She ignored all that he had said as if it didn’t even happen. Obviously delusional.
Leeza : Oh Jimmy ! I’m so thrilled you’re back. Let’s go get dinner then come back here and make love like we used to do. We had so many fun times, didn’t we ?
Jim : I can’t understand where your mind is at, girl. But it’s over. And you need to move on. For one thing, I’m engaged. And you can’t just break into a person’s room like this.
Within a few minutes, security arrived and gently carried and escorted Leeza out of the building. It was kind of sad. Jill felt a jolt to her heart - feeling that she hoped that that wouldn’t be happening to herself, in a couple of years.
Jimmy got on the phone to the hotel manager, and had quite a word with him, regarding how Leeza may have gained entry to his room. He learned that she had manipulated her way around the desk clerk at reception. Considering she had remembered a code name Jimmy had used for himself years ago, that he still used on occasion with hotels. Jimmy received heavy apologies from management for the mess up. And he was forced to change his code name at once. The hotel immediately sent up four gorgeous bottles of champagne on ice as an apology. Along with crystal stemware, and a dozen plates of various hors doeuvres. Jimmy was a little shaken still, and Jill was lightly troubled but trying to stay calm. She didn’t enjoy confronting another woman claiming she was Jimmy’s lover.
Jill was a bit unhinged about this happening. Jim tried to comfort her, saying these type of incidents happen sometimes and she need not be upset. He held her lovingly on his lap and hugged her and cuddled her. He was telling her that the woman wasn’t his love ever, and that she practically had forced herself on him years ago, and he just let it happen. Mostly because, he said he was so fucking lonely and really needed some warmth. But he was not looking for forgiveness of any type. He was single then. And free. Completely uncommitted, available to do as he liked. And he wasn’t attempting to claim he didn’t enjoy it nor that he didn’t deserve to.
Jim : Angel, don’t let it make you feel awkward, please. Everyone has a past. It happened. And I was never in love with her. You’re my true love.
Jill : I can’t say that I don’t feel awkward. But you’d probably feel this way too, I think. If we encountered one of my lovers from the past.
Jim : I guarantee that would be true. I would be beside myself. With jealousy.
Jill just lay quietly in his arms, letting him kiss her and caress her for a very long time. She told him that she loved the flowers, even though Leeza had scratched her name off of the card and changed it. Jimmy smiled, thrilled to hear that she loved the flowers.
Suddenly, Linda was at the opened door, asking if everything was alright ?
Jim : yes, Linda, fine now. But, c’mon in, sweet. We have champagne and a few snacks, so join us.
She came right in with a smile and she immediately changed the room’s atmosphere from awkwardness to lightness. The mood of close friends, enjoying a holiday of sorts. Percy cracked open the champagne and began serving glasses. Soon Clare and John Paul were there as well.
Jimmy gently lifted Jill from his lap excused himself. He stepped over to the desk and crumpled up the old card from the flowers. Tossed it into the fire. It was gone in a moment. He grabbed some hotel stationary and began to write something on it. When done, he kissed the bottom of the note and folded it into an envelope, then handed it to Jill. He sat again and softly directed her into his lap again, hands on her thighs.
She opened the note, which read,
“For Jill, you’re the one and only love of my life. I found the Garden of Eden when I met you. This has been the most happy and rich year of my life, thanks to you. All my love, forever, Jimmy.
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Next chap. 63 : https://ritacaroline.tumblr.com/post/189365348851/starshine-ch-63-jimmy-page
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https://ritacaroline.tumblr.com/post/184383708541/starshine-ch-1-jimmy
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My car started dying every so often and making a weird noise so I’m at the shop rn and the guy opened my door and sat on the ground next to me to explain how the part that’s broken works and what need to be done and then because it wasn’t something he could fix he changed my oil and filled my tires “secretly”.
So yeah mechanic!frankie is on my mind so hard right now
Okay so this is PERFECT for a new mechanic!frankie fic! I changed up a few things. I apologize for taking forever to respond! I hope this makes up for it!
Summary: You go to see Frankie again and learn a few things.
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Frankie checked his hair in the little mirror by the door once more before answering. The smile on his face grew exponentially as soon as he laid eyes on you then he pouted when he noticed the silver tray in your hands.
“I told you not to bring anything,” he scolded, taking the tray from you as you stepped inside.
“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” you said and he rolled his eyes.
“You do know we’re in the twenty-first century, right?” he teased as he walked to the kitchen. “Besides...my heart is yours with or without food.” He walked back over to you and pulled you into his arms. After a moment of hesitation, he kissed you and you both sighed into it.
“Hmm...you say you don’t know how to do this whole boyfriend thing, but I must say that you are very good at it,” you said, putting your hands on his chest.
“Just learning as I go.” He kissed you again then pulled away reluctantly. “So...” He looked down at your clothes and made a face.
“What?” You looked down.
“If we’re going into the shop, those clothes are gonna get messy,” he warned. “I might have something there you can wear. Come on, we’ll take my truck.”
“Into the shop? I thought you were gonna show me here,” you said nervously.
“All of my cooler tools are there.” He held the door open for you then followed you out. You reached for the truck door but he quickly stepped in front and pulled it open for you. “See? Learning as I go.”
“Thank you, Frankie.”
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At the shop, he brought you to his office and told you to give him a minute. A few moments later, he walked back in wearing his coveralls with another one draped over his arm.
“What is that?” you asked.
“Coveralls.” He held them up and you noticed his name embroidered on it.
“Yours?” You took the stained coveralls from him happily.
“Used to be. I, uh, outgrew them.” He rubbed his soft stomach and you smiled, hoping that one day you would be able to rub it too. “You can put ‘em right over your clothes.”
“Got it.” You stepped out of your shoes before stepping into the coveralls. Even pulled up, they were long on you and the sleeves came down over your hands.
“Let me.” Frankie stood in front of you and you held your arms up so he could roll the sleeves up for you. “That’s better.” He stood back as you put your shoes back on. “Follow me.” He led you to the back of the shop where there were two cars. “Get in and try to start it.”
“Okay.” You climbed into the car he nodded at. When you tried to start it, you heard a grinding sound that made you wince. Frankie walked over to the open window and leaned in.
“Know what that sound means?” he asked.
“Bad starter,” you answered confidently and Frankie grinned.
“You got it. Think we can fix it or is it better off being replaced?”
“They’re probably better of replacing it.”
“Correct. Come on.” He opened the door for you and you followed him to the hood of the car. You stuck your head under the hood with him and he chuckled.
“What?”
“Nothing, I’m just...I’m really enjoying this,” he admitted.
“Me too.” You both looked at each other and leaned in for a quick kiss, pulling away with shy laughs.
“How well do you know your tools?” he asked.
“Pretty well,” you said proudly.
He tested you by having you pass him the tools he asked for. You got every single one right. Then he pulled out a mechanic’s creeper and you smiled.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ll be right here.” He sat on the ground and rolled the creeper back and forth with a smile.
“Okay, okay. Fine.” You got on your knees and turned around. Frankie helped you onto your back and slowly rolled it.
“Ready?” he asked and you nodded. He rolled you under the car and began ask if you could see certain parts and describing them. When he rolled you back out, you had a big smile on your face. “What?”
“I’ve always wanted to do that,” you confessed. He stood then helped you to your feet.
“Well, ma’am, I think you’re a natural-born mechanic,” he teased. “Don’t think you’ll need me anymore.”
You frowned. “Huh?”
“I’m joking,” he chuckled. “You can always bring your car in and get your complimentary oil change and tire pressure check.” He moved closer to you.
“Do any of your other customers get these complimentary things?” you asked, wrapping your arms around him.
He shook his head. “It’s one of the perks of dating the owner.”
“Oh really? Well, I know another perk.”
“And what’s that?” he asked.
“I get to kiss you whenever I want.” You kissed his lips and he kissed back happily.
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