Summary: Frankie returns from Colombia.
Frankie entered the house.
Alexa could tell that something had gone wrong in Colombia, because he walked straight past her and into the bedroom. He always kissed her when he came home. She got up and padded into the bedroom.
Frankie sat on the bed with his head in his hands.
"Frankie?" she asked.
He didn't answer her.
As she got closer to him, she could see he was shaking. Alexa wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his hair.
A small sob escaped his lips at the tender gesture.
Alexa didn't ask what was wrong or why he was crying, she just held him. Alexa knew he needed to eat something, but he was too emotional right now. She helped him lay back on the bed, not even bothering to help him change out of his clothes.
Frankie was too far gone at the moment
Alexa laid down next to him and wrapped her arms around him again.
Frankie's body shook as he let out his emotions.
Alexa said nothing as she stroked his hair and hummed a random tune.
Eventually Frankie fell asleep, his head buried in her stomach.

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FanfictionCharacters I write for: Javier Pena - Narcos Marcus Moreno - We Can Be Heroes Oberyn Martell - Game of Thrones Agent Whiskey - Kingsman Ezra - Prospect Din Djarin - Mandalorian Frankie "Catfish" Morales - Triple Frontier