Exhausted from last night, as soon as you went home, you passed out. Dead asleep on your bed.
Frank had driven you home, after receiving your payment. You remember the events that happened.

Yutani wasn't anywhere to be seen for a few hours which made you worry, but it turned out she was with her parents. They never really liked her daughter hanging out with you, which is understandable, but they were nice about it.
After Tricky's parents had greeted their esteemed guests, they managed to spot you and Frank.
"Y/N! Welcome, I see you have brought a friend with you..."
Trixy stretched out her hand, shaking Frank's hand.
"I'm Frank."
"Nice to meet you, Frank... Oh, Y/N, we really need to talk privately... Come with us, you two."
They lead the both of you towards a back room, Two men opened the doors, letting you in. The doors shut, making you jump. You assumed it was their office. It was filled with bookshelves and a clean desk at the middle.
Frank had snaked his arm around your waist again, gripping you tightly.

"Y/N, we want to thank you for taking care of our daughter..."
They smiled, as Tricky gives you an envelope.
Taking the envelope, you already knew what was inside. Money.
"Oh, it's no problem, Mrs. Walliam. They're very energetic, I just keep them out of trouble.... That's all."
You smiled, trying to ignore the stacks of money in your hands.
Out of the corner of your eye, you had noticed Frank getting a little antsy, glancing towards the two guys by the door.
Tricky's parents continued to talk but  your attention was somewhere else. 
Whispering to Frank, you asked him what's wrong. His hand had tighten it's grip.
"What's wrong, bunny...?"
"These guys just give off a weird vibe..."
He whispered back.
You glanced at them, noticing them glaring right through your soul.
Scooting closer to Frank, both of you on guard.

"As I was saying we just wanna-- Is there something wrong?"
Mr. Walliam asked concernly, making the both of you snap your heads back to them.
"Oh! It's nothing, we just um..."
"We're just taking note of the time, it's best if we head home early."
Pointing towards the clock by the door. He laughs awkwardly, his hand rubbing your side; up and down.

"Oh! Well... A couple like you must be busy all the time--"
"...Excuse me..?"
"Oh, it's just that my daughter always tells us you two have some business to attend... Isn't that right, Tricky?"
Your eyes shift to Tricky, noticing how nervous she is.
"Uh--! Sorry, Y/N.. I knew it was private but I just slipped..."
She rubs her arms,
"I always wondered what business you two do-- what is it that you do?"
You and Frank's short circuit. Thinking of something on the spot.
Looking at each other, mouths hanging open.
You stutter,
"Uh--! We... We...."
Trailing off, hoping Frank finishes your sentence.
"We... We're an accountant...?"
You look up at him,
"...What..?"

The Walliams stay silent, confused.
"Right... We understand if it's confidential! No need to lie about it, right?"
She laughs nervously, as you two nod.
"Yes.. Well, we best get going."
He smiled at you as you agreed.
"Yes! Yes, we uh... It's getting late.."
And just as you two were going out, screams erupt in the main area.
Everyone rushed out, seeing the woman you had poisoned pass out.
Everyone got escorted out and the night quickly ended.
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"That night was bizarre..."
You couldn't stop thinking about how Frank always had his hand on your waist. And when driving, his hand would be on your thigh.
It's like he knows what you're thinking of, and is just messing with you. Not wanting to get ahead of yourself, you felt his hand fit perfectly on your waist. It just felt... Right, you know?
Now that you're seriously thinking about your feelings, you notice how his touch would always make you feel electric. How your heart would skip a beat when you see him, and how you're much more happier with him around. How your skin would tingle under his finger tips. Occasionally daydreaming about him, catching and stopping yourself.

Sighing, you messaged your debtor.
Telling her you got enough money to pay your debt, and you would like to pay as soon as possible.
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Hi Y/N!! Fortunate for you, this will be your last payment to me.. But....

But..??? What do you mean but???

Unfortunately... I am currently out of the country! I'm so sorry but don't worry!

Don't worry??? You do know that unless you receive the money, I can't get out... Right?

I know but please just wait. Don't worry, I'll meet up with you in a few months, I'll just contact you when I'm back! I already told the boss about our situation.

MONTHS?? JFC!
....Alright then I'll wait
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You turned off your phone, grunting. Pissed off at how she's out of the country and you can't pay her.
You had already put the cash inside an envelope, but since she's not here, you put it aside.
You still had some... Okay, a lot of money left. You hid stacks in a vault and didn't spend it unless it's for emergencies, you've never really spent money. Just paid your rent, debts and groceries.

You decided it was time. Time to look for houses online.
Visiting some websites, looking for a decent sized house with a decent price, one you could afford and not spend alot of money.
These houses look nice... And it's in a nice neighborhood...
You could be living comfortably for atleast three more years until you'll run low on cash again. But you don't want to have trouble looking for a job at the last minute, so putting it on your to do list, you'll be finding another job as soon as you're free, or atleast when you're allowed to.

This certain house had caught your eyes.
A house by the corner, with a modern exterior. The seller had provided some great photos inside, and some details in the description about the house.
A house this nice and with a decent prize..!? $340,000... I'm buying this house..

Contacting the seller, who is a woman named Ella. She's willing to meet and give you a tour of the house this Sunday.
Great..! It's just two days away...
She answered some of your questions and was overall a nice lady!
Turning your attention to the pot on the stove, you quickly turn it off and grab yourself a bowl of spaghetti. Letting it cool off, you thought to yourself how Frank really helped you out with cooking simple meals. And maybe noticing how much tension there was between you two when cooking together. Laughing to yourself, a knock came from your door.
Wondering who would visit you at this time, you cautiously open the door.
"Hello..?"
Catching you by surprise, the kids ran inside.
Shutting the door back, you cross your arms. Looking at them confused, noticing the excitement in their eyes.
"I suppose you guys have something to tell me--!"
"Y/N!!!"
Jake screams, jumping up and down.
"We're graduating next month! We're going off to college!"
They all start to scream excitedly, jumping up and down. Resulting for your neighbors to knock on the walls.
"Guys, I know you're excited but quiet down!"
They calmed down, containing in their squeals.
"Well, congrats for almost.. Graduating.."
You greet them, feeling proud of them. Remembering they all turned eighteen the last few months.
"Y/N... We want you and Frank to come!"
Yutani said. Making you shocked, yet happy and proud.
"W-Wait! What?!"
You shout,
"What about your parents?!"
They look at Jake, seeing how sad he looks as soon as you said parents..
"My parents can't go... Or more like they won't go..."
You hug Jake, comforting him.
Your voice turning soft.
"I'll come to your graduation, Jake... Frank and I will cheer you on when you'll go on stage."
He hugs you back, smiling up at you.
"Thanks, Y/N... My parents never really prioritizes me anymore... So you're more of a parent to me than them."

They told you they snuck out of their house just to tell you personally about their graduation. Not really shocked anymore, you send them back home. After Jake gave you the tickets for the graduation, after his parents had rejected it.
Your heart broke at how some parents will never prioritize their child and focus more on work or anything else.
You also gave them some spaghetti to take home, inside a container.

Finally eating your spaghetti, you grabbed your phone.
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Hey bunny..
Frank is typing...

Heyy what's up?

The kids just told me they're graduating next month.. And Jake's parents aren't going.

Why?? We could go instead, if you wanna?

That's what I was gonna askk!! But it really hurts my heart :(( he literally told me I'm more of a parent than his real parentsss

OH wow.. Damn that must be hard on the kid. Being neglected by his parents..

Yeah.. :(( but atleast we'll be there :))

Yeah!! I'll see you soon ;)
Frank is typing...

:)* sorry

You fukin sly dog 😏
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Grinning to yourself, you finished your meal. Turning off your phone, you washed the dishes and got into your bed.

Finally, the night ends.
Falling asleep in a very happy mood, hating how Frank makes you smile and your heart skip a beat.
Feeling restless thinking of Frank, turning and twisting in your sleep. You message Frank.
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I CAN'T SLEEP HSGSGSG
Frank is typing...

Why?? :((

Because of youu tffff 😩

Oh? Thinking of me, are we? ;)

Maybeee 😗

Go to sleep, Y/N
Frank is typing...

Or I can fock you to sleep :)
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Immediately feeling embarrassed and your cheeks turning red. Finally deciding to sleep, as your phone vibrates.
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Ah fuck.. I meant rock you to sleep

U fukin asssss🖕

Although the other option doesn't seem too bad.. ;)

IM GOING TO SLEEPP u fucking horny ass 🖕

Good night ;) Have fun dreaming of me <3

🖕
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Finally turning off your phone, you close your eyes, red as a tomato.
Falling asleep...