regrets ✔️ | frank x reader |

~The Kiss~

Y/N woke up in Frank's bed. Her head was pounding. She tried to recall what happened but everything seemed like a blur. A large figure was standing in front of the balcony.

Y/N got out of bed and felt like a heavy weight was lifted off of her shoulders. Her vision started clearing up and she took a closer look at the figure.

The figure was a man. His back was turned so Y/N couldn't see his face. He wore a tight white shirt that made his lean back muscles more prominent. A red tie was loose and hung off of his shoulders. His caramel hair was in a sophisticated hairstyle, slicked back. He held a glass in his hand with a cigarette in between his fingers. Rings decorated his long, skinny fingers. His knuckles were heavily bruised. Y/N looked at his other hand. A bunny mask. Y/N automatically knew who it was.

Frank.

"You're finally awake." Frank said. His voice was smooth, deep, and seductive. It soothed Y/N. His back was still turned.

"Do you have eyes on the back of your head?" Y/N took a step closer to him.

"No. But I can hear. You aren't very subtle." Frank swirled the glass around and downed it.

"What happened?" Y/N came up beside Frank. Y/N noticed another tattoo on his neck. It was a snake. It was a small tattoo. Not very noticeable unless you looked closer and observed.

"You were drowsy and I took you here and..." Frank looked down at her. He wore a tired smile on his face.

"Well, I respect your boundaries so I left you here to sleep." Frank took a long drag of his cigarette.

"I would've rather you slept with me." Y/N teased. Frank smirked and tilted his head up, blowing smoke in the air.

"Where did you sleep?" Y/N asked with curiosity.

Frank ignored the question and gripped Y/N's hips. His perfectly structured cheekbones and sharp, chiseled jawline stood out. His striking red eyes peered at Y/N.

"You ask a lot of questions love." Frank rubbed his jawline.

Y/N smiled and grabbed her backpack. She had taken pairs of clothes and essentials from her her apartment and put them in her backpack.

Frank put the empty glass in the wardrobe and left the room, leaving Y/N alone.
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Y/N had changed into a tight black shirt and baggy blue jeans. She put on a gray zip up hoodie. She had on thick black eyeliner and mascara.

Frank was talking to a group of people wearing black suits and briefcases. Frank had put on a fresh suit jacket and fixed his tie.

Frank had noticed Y/N and wrapped up the conversation.

He walked towards Y/N and observed her.

"Your friends are safe now." Frank said causally. He looked at his watch and softly sighed.

"Oh that's good." Y/N said with slight boredom. Frank glued his eyes on her.

"I just thought you should know." Frank left her once more. His attitude towards her had changed suddenly. He was now expressionless and didn't show much emotion.

Y/N followed him into his office. Frank looked like he was in a hurry.

Frank noticed her outside of his office door and remained emotionless.

"You really are bipolar. One minute you're flirting with me and the next you're pushing me away." Y/N said with a slight smile

Frank ignored her. He sat on his desk chair, the sunlight beaming on his caramel hair and red eyes.