Struggling to get out of the comfort of the blankets, you finally get yourself out of bed.
You make your way out the room, seeing Frank in the kitchen. Wearing pajama pants and a loose white shirt,
"Goodmorning, bunny..."
"Goodmorning, Y/N. I'm cooking us some breakfast right now, just take a seat."
You do as your told, taking a seat.
You watch him from behind, admiring his back muscles. Your eyes observing his body,
Broad shoulders and a slim waist... Firm muscles but not too buff...
He grabs a knife, chopping some green onions.
"Enjoying yourself back there?"
He asks you, laughing. You wondered what he meant, so you asked him.
"What do you mean? Im just sitting..."
Averting your eyes to the window,
"I could feel your eyes on my back. What, you admiring my muscles?"
He teasingly said, making you roll your eyes.
"I was just... Observing."
You chuckle, as he sets a plate in front of you.
Bacon and eggs..
"Y/N?"
Frank calls your name, looking up at him.
"Yeah?"
"About your debt... When will you pay? And how much do you need...?"
He asked you, eating a piece of bacon.
You stay silent for a few moments, trying to remember how long you have.
"Well, I have until the end of this month... And that's three weeks away. And I still need alot, so don't worry... We still have time, bunny."
You eat a piece of bacon, he nods and continues to eat.

The two of you finished eating, and you offered to wash the dishes. He stays seated; waiting for you to finish.
You decided to mess with him,
"Enjoying yourself back there?"
You both laughed, as he answers back,
"Maybe..."
You smile to yourself, enjoying this playful banter between the two of you.
You finish up with the dishes, looking back at Frank. Your hands on your hips, raising your eyebrow at him.
"You planning to let me go yet? Or am I staying until you give me permission?"
You questioned him in a teasing tone. He playfully scratches his chin, thinking about his answer.
"Does that make you..."
His eyes looks at yours, making your breath hitch.
"My pet..?"
Your face heats up, heartbeat going faster as you furrow your eyebrows at him.
"Ha ha, very funny."
He laughs, leaning back into his chair.
"But seriously, I still need to go home."
"Alright, but stay for a while. I get lonely too, you know.."
He puts his hand on his chest, dramatically sighing, making you laugh out loud.
"You're so dramatic..! But alright, I'll keep ya company."
You sit down on the couch, waiting for him to join you.

The two of you enjoy your time watching movies, seeing as none of you have work that day.
"I have a question..."
"Okay, shoot!"
You face him, waiting for his question.
"You said you wanted to learn how to cook... I could teach you."
You gasped, excited to finally know how to cook. You weren't really good at eating or making meals that are good for your body, mostly eating instant noodles and microwaveable meals.
"Right now!? Sure!"
You exclaimed, following him to the kitchen.

He hands you an apron, putting one on himself. Seeing as you wear an apron almost everyday for your part time job, you succeed at tying it behind your back... While Frank struggled to do so.
"You can't tie it behind your back?"
You laugh, as you take the two strings of fabric from his hands, tying it into bunny ears.
"I usually don't wear an apron."
He admits, while grabbing a pot.

He tells you to get the ingredients, and you follow his orders, listen to his every instructions, and keeping an eye on the pot. While Frank cuts some carrots, he calls you over.
"Y/N, why don't you cut some onions, and I can watch the pot."
"Alright, but what are the carrots for?"
You asked as you take the knife from his hands.
"It's for a salad I'm making later."
He leaves you to cutting some onions, you start to cut the onions very, very, very slowly. Afraid to cut yourself and also struggling to push the knife down.
I remember physical stuff isn't really my shtick... But pushing a knife down!? Why am I struggling with this??

You felt bad for yourself, for struggling cutting a literal onion. You could feel Frank judging you from behind, you turn around to see him trying not to laugh.
"Im trying my best!! The knife isn't sharp enough!!"
You say teary eyed.
He laughs at you, making his way behind you.
Standing behind you, he grabs your hands. Guiding your hands and cutting the onion carefully.
Staying silent, you swear you could hear your own heart beating faster and faster.
You could feel his breath down your neck, making your hairs stand up. Your knees almost like jelly from all this physical contact, your bodies so close to eachother. And your eyes staring at his hands on top of yours. You could feel your cheeks becoming flushed.

"Y/N..."
His voice ringing in your ears, you answer him meekly.
"Y-Yeah..?"
His hands stop, making you stop as well. He puts his hands on the counter, trapping you in between his arms.
Your heart had managed to skip a beat as you turned around, facing him.
"I need to check the pot..."
You look over at the pot, seeing it bubbling.
You look back at him, nodding.
"R-Right..! I'll uh, I'll finish up... Cutting the onions."
He smiles at you, going to the pot and turning the knob.
Going back to cutting, you finished.
Giving Frank the cutting board, you told him,
"I really tried my best..."
He dumps the onions in, stirring it.
"I know you did, Y/N."

He grabs two bowls, pouring the stew in it. Washing his hands, he sets the table. You washed your hands after him, wanting to eat with clean hands.
While washing your hands, you remembered his warm hands on yours, making you immediately flustered.
Turning off the faucet, you sit across him.
Waiting for him to eat first,
"Is it edible...?"
You ask, afraid that he'll die of food poisoning. After all, you were the one who did the most while he just instructed you. He lifts his mask above his mouth as he takes a spoonful, chewing slowly, as you wait for his response.
He looks at you,
"It's good! You did great, Y/N!"
He gives you a thumbs up, making you smile. You dig in, and he was right, it was good!

You help with cleaning up. Wiping the table, drying the dishes as he washed them. He offers you to give you a ride,
"I can give you ride back to your apartment. I need to pick up something near there anyways.."
You smile at his offer, accepting it.
"Thanks, but um.."
Looking down at yourself wearing his clothes,
"I can just give you these back when we see eachother again, I need to wash it first."
He nods, as goes somewhere.
You finish drying the last few dishes, seeing Frank come out of a room with a pair of clothing in his hands, folded neatly.
"Here are your clothes, I washed them earlier.. They're dry now."
You take your clothes, thanking him.

You patiently wait for him to finish changing, checking your phone. He comes out of his room, wearing a white button up shirt with fitted black pants. You followed him towards his car, as he opens the passenger door for you, smiling at his gesture. He gets into the driver's side, starting the car up.
"Can I play some music?"
He nods, as you connect your phone to the aux cord.
Putting your phone on shuffle, you turn it off.
As the music starts, the two of you listened, enjoying the peaceful silence between you two.
Going through each songs, enjoying each one. Your phone plays another,
The two of you sitting quietly as the music plays, getting to the chorus.

But when he loves me
I feel like I'm floating,
when he calls me pretty,
I feel like somebody.
Even when we fade
eventually,

You caught yourself thinking about Frank as the music plays, causing yourself to blush.
Deciding this was too much for your heart, you grab your phone, looking for another song to play.

I'm nothing,
You will always be my
favorite form of loving.

The two of you meet eyes, causing the both of you to look away immediately, blushing lightly.
You decided to turn the music off, seeing as you're already back at your apartment.
He looks at you,
"Thanks for giving me a ride, bunny."
You opened the door, as he grabbed your arm.
"It's no problem, but I was wondering if... You'd like to grab coffee with me sometime...?"
He scratches his neck shyly, his ears turning a bit red.
Your cheeks also turning a light shade pink, you agree.
"Sure! I'll see you then, bunny."
You wink at him before closing the door. Making him more flustered as he waves back at you,
You giggle as you watched him drive off. Going to your apartment.

We're just having coffee, it's not a date!

Unless...

No! It's not a date, Y/N, well maybe...

Just don't get your hopes up...!