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im not sorry for who i will become on the 23rd

Bedtime Reassurances

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pairing: frankie morales x gn!reader

words: 1.8k

content: one innuendo / reference to sex so 18+ only please, job related anxiety, mentions of a pandemic, one bad word, i switch from present and past tense sorry, another comfort fic but at this point is anyone surprised, soft gentle touches, verbal affirmations, frankie just being the best most encouraging bf in the world

a/n: okay so this is very similar to the other frankie fic i wrote, but i actually wrote this one first and this one has some lines that im really proud of, so i figured i’d share this one anyways!! i hope y’all enjoy this, and thank you so SO much to everyone who read my first frankie fic, seriously i cannot believe how much interest it got and i am constantly blown away by how incredible y’all are 💜💜💜 p.s. my taglists are a mess rn so don’t feel obligated to interact, and pls speak up if you want to be added or removed!

Frankie hums under his breath a little as he walks up the stairs. The two of you had just finished watching a new movie and his spirits were pretty high (although part of that might have been because of your reactions to the movie- your laughter, your smiles, your head bobbing to the catchy music). He flicked off the hallway light before entering you room, at which he promptly paused at seeing you perched on the bed wiping your eyes.

“Sweetheart?” he questions, and you look over at him before sitting up and blinking furiously. “Hey, sweetheart, what’s wrong?” He quickly takes a few steps over to you, but his hands hover by your sides to gauge your reaction to his sudden nearness before moving forward to slide them around your back. The last thing he wanted to do was move too fast and cause you to flinch.

“It’s nothing, I’m fine, I was just-,” you cut yourself off to take a stuttery inhale and a shaky exhale. “Just thinking, it’s not even related to anything.” Frankie tilted his head at you sympathetically as his mouth twisted into a small smile.

“If it has you this upset, I know it’s not nothing,” he paused, giving you a moment to process his words. “[y/n]” he whispered, and at hearing your name you look up to meet his eyes. “It’s me,” he said, with nothing but love and concern in his eyes. “You can talk to me. Please.” You blinked at him a couple times, and took a deep breath.

“I, um,” you stuttered and turned your eyes down, and you felt Frankie’s hand rub up and down your back. After a few deep breaths, you spoke. “I just started thinking about work again, and job hunting has been so stressful. And it all seems so scary. And I know it’s not, and I know I’m overthinking it, but I’m just so tired of starting over. And I’m just tired of not feeling good enough. And I’m sure these feelings are way too complicated over just a new job, but I’m just tired of constantly doing different things, and I know this is just the adjustment period making me feel this way, but I just want to be good at something, just one thing, and just do that one thing long enough to actually feel good about how I do that thing,” you paused to take a few deep breaths and at some point during your rambling you must have grabbed onto Frankie because both of your hands were gripping the front of his shirt. You loosened your grip a little and in response he held you a little tighter. As you met Frankie’s eyes for the first time, you couldn’t help but let out the small whimper at the pure understanding and love from him. It’s still so hard to believe that someone could look at you like that even in such a state. He brought one of his hands up to cup your cheek, and the other one wrapped around your waist.

“I’ve got you,” he said, and there was no way to not believe him when he was looking at you like that. “Just let it all out.”

“I’m afraid, but I’m also tired of being afraid, and I’m tired of not being good enough, and I’m just tired,” you laughed a little, even as tears filled your eyes. “I just want to be good enough.” Frankie’s heart cracks at your words, and as your eyes fill with tears, he feels his eyes start to sting too.

“Mi corazón. I promise you, every single person around you can see just how hard you’re trying. I know sometimes it’s hard for you to see, but every day I am in awe of just how much you do.” He sees your face scrunch up in the telltale way when you try to argue with him, so he tilts down to give you a soft kiss, and when he pulls away he can tell that put you in enough of a daze for him to keep going without you interrupting. “Despite what you struggle with, you get up and you help others, and you work on bettering yourself as a person, and you get stronger and kinder and more loving every single day. And every day I am beyond thankful that you let me into your life, that I get to be with you in the big moments and in the small moments, that I get to experience life through your eyes, because you see the world in such a way that it makes me feel so so young.” That gets a small smile from you, and now Frankie feels like he’s on a roll. “You’re kind to me and you’re kind to strangers and you’re even learning to be kind to yourself. You’re taking on the challenge of becoming a better person while also going after a new job while also doing it during a freaking pandemic.” Your breath hitches at that and while he doesn’t want to upset you, he never wants to upset you, he needs you to know this. “You think you’re behind everyone but you are leagues ahead in areas that some people aren’t gonna realize are important until years from now. And you’re doing that in a world where that isn’t the normal. And baby I am so proud of you,” he chokes up a little at that, and he sees worry creep up into your eyes as your hands come up to cup his cheeks, and ever so gently stroke the spot just below his eyes, already ready to wipe away any tears that might stray. “You are a wonderful person, a wonderful friend, and an even more wonderful lover. And I want you to go to bed, and wake up, and spend every minute of every day knowing that I love you so much and that there is so much good in you, and that you are stronger than any of your fears or anxieties or reservations, and that if you ever feel stuck I will always-,” he bumps his forehead against yours and he looks at you so head on that in that moment you feel he is looking straight into you, that he really does see everything he says he does, “-always, be right there by your side helping you out of the situation because I. Love. You.”

The first thing you noticed were his hands on your face, mostly because the pressure had increased, not in an uncomfortable way, just in a more noticeable way. And then you noticed the way his chest was moving, like saying everything he did genuinely winded him. And then you noticed his eyes, which if your being honest was probably the first thing you noticed because there’s no way not to: their deep, rich color with more depth than any other eyes you’ve ever seen, the almost imperceptible sparkle to them, because somehow this man’s eyes just sparkle, and the way that his eyes are the definition of love and compassion and trust, because there is no other way to describe them.

“Oh my gosh,” you whisper, because how on earth do you respond to that? As you wrap your arms around the back of his neck again and drag him down to kiss him, he pulls you closer as your lips touch and you press further into him because the need to have him so impossibly close is overwhelming. He breaks away for only a second before leaning back in, and he tilts you back to deepen the kiss. Your legs come up to wrap around his and he lowers you slowly all the way down onto the bed. When you break away you keep your hands firmly locked around the back of his head, keeping his forehead pressed to yours as you both catch your breath. “I love you so much,” you finally say, keeping your eyes locked on his. “I love you so dang much and sometimes I still can’t believe you’re here, with me, in our house, with me.”

“You better believe it baby, cuz there’s no getting rid of me,” his mouth cracking into a lazy smile as he nudges his strong nose against yours.

“Never,” you say, much more seriously than his joking tone warrants, but you need him to know, especially after everything he said. “I never want to get rid of you. I need you. I love you.” His eyes soften and while his teasing tone leaves, his smile never does.

“You’ll make it through this sweetheart, I promise. I’m here every step of the way.”

You beam at him, “Thank you Frankie. For everything. Everything.” Your eyes start to droop and he places a quick kiss on your nose before backing away to pull down the covers. You crawl up to the pillows, barely even acknowledging your own side in favor of his. He chuckles and crosses over to the other side, and when he’s under he cuddles you close before pulling up the blanket and securing it around you. “Tomorrow’s a new day, and somebody needs their beauty sleep to tackle their to do list.” You hum contentedly, wrapping your arms around him and slotting your head under his chin. His arms wrap around yours as he presses a kiss to your forehead and noses your hair.

“Well, you are definitely on my to do list because holy shit someone deserves some good sex for what you said,” you half mumble under your breath, and as Frankie breaks into a laugh he tries not to jostle you too much, but you caught him off guard and now he’s pretty much full on laughing, in the way that makes your heart clench a little because you love him and his beautiful laugh so dang much, the laugh that gives you so much pride because you’re the one that made it happen. When he settles down he pulls away slightly to look at you, and you are positively beaming at him, clearly proud of that joke you were able to come up with half asleep.

“Well there’s my [y/n],” he says in that deep raspy voice that only makes you smile more. He leans in to give your forehead a slow kiss.

“Thanks for finding me,” you whisper as you look up at him.

“Ehh, you’ve trusted me with most of your hiding spots, so I’ve gotten pretty good.” You prop yourself up on your elbow and place your hand on the side of his face to get a good look at him.

“But seriously Frankie, thank you. You always know exactly what to say, and I am so unbelievably grateful for you in so many ways.” His face goes as soft as he turns to give your palm a soft kiss, and you lean in one more time to kiss him properly before resuming your position. He gives you a gentle squeeze and it isn’t long until you’re drifting off to sleep in the arms of your love.

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6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?    I think, at the time of the issue, yes. But now, looking back on it, I truly think that it’s better off this way. 11. What do you drink in the morning?    Coffee. Sometimes I’ll have a bit of water if I wake up with a sticky throat, or if I’m sick I’ll make tea. I always make coffee and take it in my thermos to school. (I also take a water bottle with me but the last time I finished that thing at school was probably last year)18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?    I’m wearing jeans right now, because I just got home from working. 24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?    Yes. I want a galaxy under my right collarbone (yeah i know it’s gonna hurt like a bitch, I’ll live.) I also really want a sternum piece, a big one on both of my thighs, and raven wings on my back. I’ll also eventually get the moon phases on my ribcage somewhere. Eventually.33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?    Cold weather. It’s easier to sleep, nicer to cuddle, and I don’t work so much when it’s cold. I mean, you can put on as many layers as you please but when it gets too hot, what do you do? Peel your skin away??37. What song are you listening to?    I’m not listening to any song, but I’ve had Today I Saw the Whole World by ptv stuck in my head all day. It reminds me of someone I love dearly. 39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?   Yeah. But she got tired of it, and I understand. I don’t really blame her. Besides, I know there’s someone I can trust much more. 46. Are you in a good mood right now?   I’m not sure, my head hurts and I can’t really walk and I don’t want to work tomorrow but I just got told smth that made me really happy. Im just really loenly I guess, I feel like tonight’s going to be like every other night this week..55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?   Oh, I’ve had a passing crush, to be sure- I’ve wanted to get to know someone more closely than a compliment fitted on a breeze. But I don’t think I’ve every had a real crush on someone and haven’t told them. 56. Do you like to cuddle?   Yes. Pure and simple, yes. I love hugs, I love to be held. The problem is I’m tall and aggressive and not many people wanna cuddle me,,60. What do you carry with you at all times?   My phone. If I’m scared I roll it over in my hands and I like knowing I’m ony a few buttons away from talking to people that love me. 65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?   Oh man this bitch is just pissing me off,, she just keeps tryin tae start shit and it’s?? I’m done with it. If she steps to me I’ll flay her, and she knows it. That, and there was the guy that offered to buy me off my father at the hog barn. (not really, he just asked how much my father was payin me for and bet he could pay me more. didn’t realize i was his daughter)79. Did you ever have braces?        No, but I kind of want them for purely cosmetic reasons but I don’t know if it’s worth all that money and time and effort. 85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?       Rogue One i think,,, i really don’t know. I just know my big sister and I wanted to see Krampus but the theater cancelled the showings they said they’d have of it so we had to see the movie my brother wanted to watch so..95. What were you doing last night at midnight?       I was crying,, hah I cried for three hours last night I swear,,, pls love me,96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?       Would’ve been the Illuminations show at Epcot in Disney World over spring break. And I cried, because I’m so lucky to have been able to go with the people I love and I’m so lucky to know the people that I do. And to have shared that experience with them? It was just overwhelming. And I cried for the people that weren’t there, but I was mostly happy. I was ready to go home, though. Slept most of the way home, too.104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?       I think that I would,, but I don’t wear shorts enough to look cute with cowboy boots. but i think i’d look cute idk judge me how you want i live in ohio damn it i’d look cute w. that pinkish flannel i have and light colored shorts and dark cowboy boots…….. tell me i wouldnt……………… i dare u(actually no dont i feel rly gross abt myself rn)