regrets ✔️ | frank x reader |

~Tension~

"I knew it. I knew it all along." Fresh smiled.

"Fresh. What are you doing here?" Y/N sighed.

"Chillax Y/N. I was just getting some fries." Fresh took a fry and ate it.

"Well now's not the time." Y/N whined.

"I know. But I knew it all along. You got all defensive every time Tricky talked about Frank." Fresh grinned.

Y/N rolled her eyes and saw Frank smirking at her.

"Fresh. Don't tell anyone. Especially Jake." Y/N pleaded.

"Relax. I don't like the fact that you're all lovey dovey with a serial killer but you guys are a power couple." Fresh grabbed another fry.

"We're not a couple." Y/N rubbed her temples.

"If you guys aren't a thing, why would I catch him you guys making out on the couch at 5 am?" Fresh said quietly.

"Fresh. Go back to your room before I murder you." Y/N threatened.

Fresh put his hands up and walked back to his room that he shared with Jake.

Y/N turned to look at Frank who had a smug look on his face.

"So you don't hate me." Frank cooed.

Y/N punched him on the shoulder and scoffed.

"Really full of yourself, aren't you?" Y/N chugged another energy drink.

Frank took it out of her hands and drank it.

"I need energy drinks more then you do. Murdering people on a daily basis is harder then you think." Frank said casually.

"So you are a psychopath." Y/N smiled. She was disappointed and a bit mad at Fresh for ruining the moment.

"Kidding of course." Frank looked down, avoiding eye contact.

They looked at each other awkwardly.

"This place is a mess." Frank mumbled.

"I haven't been here in ages. Obviously it's going to be a mess." Y/N smiled. Frank looked at her with a sparkle in his eye. He turned away quickly.

"Are we just going to spend the night here?" Frank looked at the place in disgust.

"Yes... Why?" Y/N questioned. Frank was smirking and Y/N knew that he was up to something.

"Let's go somewhere." Frank put his hand on Y/N's thigh and got up.

"Wait what?" Y/N lunged forward.

"Or you could stay here with that Bressler guy. But I'd rather you come with me." Frank looked at Y/N up and down and grinned.

Y/N folded her arms and sat back down.

"I'm not going. The last time you dragged me with you, we almost died." Y/N shot at him.

Frank looked at his watch and exhaled, blowing his hair out of his face. He put on his mask and looked at Y/N.

Frank scooped up Y/N bridal style and kicked open the door.

Y/N kicked frantically, holding onto Frank tightly.

"You're kidnapping me again." Y/N gave up trying to get out of his arms.

Frank shrugged and carried Y/N down the stairs.

"I hate you. You know that, right?" Y/N relaxed.

"You love me." Frank said as he carried her out to his car.

Frank opened the front seat car door and carefully placed Y/N in.

Y/N huffed miserably.

Frank got in the car and quickly drove back to Franklin Mansion.
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Frank insisted on carrying Y/N back to his room.

He kicked the door open and threw her on the bed.

Frank sat at the edge of the bed, looking at the floor. He threw his mask on the floor and exhaled deeply.

They sat in awkward silence.

Frank got up and walked over to the wardrobe.

He grabbed a fresh clean shirt and navy trousers.

Frank unbuttoned his shirt and turned around to look at Y/N. His lean back and broad shoulders stood out. His brown hair dangled over his face. His red eyes glared at Y/N. A smirk played on his face.

Y/N didn't realize that she was just staring at Frank until he cleared his throat, snapping her out of her trance.

"I-Is your wound healing?" Y/N asked dumbly. She pointed at the slightly red mark on his chest.

"Yeah." Frank walked over to a glass cabinet full of liquor and grabbed a whiskey bottle.

He poured it into a small glass cup and swirled it around.

Y/N watched his every move, mesmerized.

"You know, I don't really like it when people stare at me." Frank smirked as he drank the whiskey.

"I'll keep that in mind." Y/N said quietly. She regretted what she had said because Frank's ego was now about the size of a castle.

Frank smiled and lightly put the glass down, a bit of whiskey still in the cup.

Y/N stood up and walked towards Frank.

"Yes?" Frank asked.

Y/N rolled her eyes and took the glass cup. She drank the rest of the whiskey and slammed the cup down.

Frank looked at her in shock.

"I thought you were underage..." Frank's eyes were wide open.

"I am. I just needed a drink." Y/N looked up at Frank.

He stared at her in awe.

"I did not expect that from you." Frank said quietly.

"The difference is that I'm not a raging alcoholic." Y/N said.

"Are you trying to say that I'm a raging alcoholic?" Frank pretended to be hurt.

"Judging from your driving, yes." Y/N smiled.

Frank looked at his watch and blew his hair out of his face.

"I have a meeting soon." Frank said. He returned back to his professional, cold facade.

Y/N huffed and turned around to walk back to the bed.

Frank's hand stopped her. He pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arms around her waist. His rings pressed against her stomach. He hung his head down and breathed down her neck.

Y/N remembered the time they were in his office in the alleyway and Frank pulled her back to prevent her from running away. Her face instantly heated up.

"What do you want Frank?" Y/N asked.

"Hold this." Frank slipped a dagger into her hand.

"What the hell Frank! Why do I need this?" Y/N raised her voice in disbelief.

"It'll come in handy later." Frank said.

Frank placed a kiss on her neck and let go of her.

"Why are you acting like this?" Y/N asked.

The door got kicked down and Aric busted through.

They instantly turned their attention to him.

"Aric?" Frank asked. He took a step closer to him.

"Mully. Mully's alive."

A/N: I made an insta account so you guys can dm me if you want 😃

My username is daddyfranksubway

Also, this is still a slow burn book. You and Frank's  relationship doesn't come so easily. Enjoy it while it lasts 😼