Chapter Text
If he was being honest, Frank used to be a fuck boy, before he met Abby. Frat parties, hookups, booty calls, situationships, all of it, he was in it. When he met Abby, though, he thought she was the one, but then again, he was addicted to xanax, so he wasn’t thinking straight.
This is different. It felt safe, with Mel. He felt safe. With Abby it had always been that electricity, that spark when they had touched, but he knew that too many sparks led to a fire, and that fire burned their marriage down.
He loved touching Mel. Even if it was just sitting against her, holding her hand or kissing her (his favorite), it made his heart rate slow, and it muffled his anxiety. And Mel did, too, or at least that was what she told him.
But they hadn’t had sex yet. And Frank was worried.
Also, he had a hard on every time he would see her getting changed, but was so afraid of making her uncomfortable, so he resorted to his hand, and thoughts of her.
Is she not attracted to me?
Does she not want to have sex?
He had no idea how to bring it up. Over dinner? At work, in the middle of the hallway? In the middle of the night?
—----------------------------------------------
It was the middle of the night when Mel took a deep breath and rolled over to him. He was half awake, lips against her shoulder, eyes closed.
“Frank?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Can we, um. Can we talk about something?”
He nodded, planting a kiss on the back of her shoulder and sitting up some. “Always. Is everything okay?”
She sat up to meet his eyes in the dark, fiddling with her bracelets, trying to will the words to come to her. She felt him take her hands, rubbing the inside of her wrist with his thumb. “Hey. Mel, it’s just me. It’s okay, take your time.”
She nodded, taking in a deep break, noting the worry on his face.
“Okay, so, I've thought about this conversation, like, ten times over and what I'm gonna say, and I just.. Um, I'm a virgin. Like, never had sex before, virgin. And I-I know that guys don’t like inexperienced girls, I'm sorry, so i've been asking Samira and Trinity to- to help me, because I honestly have no clue on what to do, I…”
God, he was never gonna let this girl go, he thought
“Mel, it’s okay. I like- love you. I love you, that’s all that matters. I absolutely do not care that you’re a virgin. Hey, Mel, breathe. We’ll take it one day at a time, alright? You're fine. In through your nose, out through your mouth. Good girl. That’s it.”
Mel nodded, her breathing slowing, the panic leaving her body with every breath she let out. “I just.. felt guilty for never telling you.”
“Don’t. You don’t owe me that, okay?
“I’ve just always wanted it to be really special. So I waited, and you’re really special to me, so..”
Frank nodded, completely understanding of her words, her feelings, which was extremely foreign to Mel.
“What if I told you I can think of a way to make it extra special for us?”
She crossed her eyebrows a bit, his hand reaching out for her other one and squeezing it.
“I’ll take you on a vacation. Somewhere nice, pretty. Wherever you want. Make it super special. Just me and you, baby.”
She gasped a bit, processing his words.
Alone, with Frank.
With a bed.
Having sex.
With Frank.
“Let’s do it.”