You're not Broken
Frankie Morales x plus size female reader
Fanfiction: Teens and up
Approx word count: ~2200 (I edited a bit after starting my draft post.)
Warnings: references to smut, descriptions of past violent traumatic events, depression, PTSD, minor physical altercation (wasn't intentional), anxiety, self-deprecation, Fluff at the end
Notes: I'm happy to finally have a fit for Frankie Friday! In many of my fics as of late, the angst has been HEAVY, this one is no exception. I tried to include all the warnings I thought would apply, please let me know if I need to add anything. I think at some point depending on what weird, painful, happy or fun path life has taken you down, we all may feel broken at some point.
We're not, we're just humans in an imperfect world just trying to figure it out.
The same question had been nagging your thoughts for the past month, “Why doesn’t he let me sleep over at his house?” You’d been with your boyfriend Frankie for three months, getting to know each other, having mind-blowing sex and having a great time so you thought. You’d even met his daughter, Camilla, who was an adorable two year old toddler a few times. Frankie would sleep at your place, playing big spoon to your little spoon, his strong arms wrapped around you, his chin and scruffy beard against your shoulder and neck. You’ve been to the man’s house, just haven’t stayed overnight in it. You realize it’s dumb, thinking too hard about this, you’ve only been together three months, it’s not that long, but it’s also not that short either, at least to you. He makes sure you get home safe from your dates and calls to let you know he’s in his house safe.
One night, you decide that tonight you’re going to ask him why, why he doesn’t want you in his house overnight. Frankie doesn’t offer an explanation, only that he didn’t realize that it was that important to you. Instantly, you feel like an idiot for bringing it up. He assures you you’re not and you both go off to bed, sleep soundly and he cooks you breakfast. Slowly, you spend more nights at his house, but it was one particular night within the week you had been staying overnight at Frankie’s house why he was hesitant to have you over.
I'm so happy you had a Frankie Friday fic to share.
I love this. Give Frankie a soft place to land even though that foolish man doesn't think he deserves it. It was so soft and gentle. I hope he gets a good night's sleep.
Ahh! 😭😭 Thank you so much for reading and re-blogging.
I wanted to give Frankie some softness. I know he’s seen a lot, done things he’s not proud of and has guilt surrounding it precisely because he’s a good man. ❤️ I didn’t want to downplay his struggles though.