One Shots/Part-Stories

Plus-One (2)

Frank x OC

Word Count: 1,201

Warnings: Fluff

Category: Endings, Beginnings

Summary: You and Frank bump into one another at the museum the next day. Maybe this counts as a date?

A/N: Here's part two!

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As the sun rose, your alarm rang and you got up for the day. You went ahead and showered and got changed into a black turtleneck with light blue straight jeans and flats, with a brown coat over.

You wore on light make-up and a messy bun and paired it with dangling pearl earrings. You then went to eat cereal for breakfast before leaving to head to the museum. You stopped for coffee on the way before entering the museum.

As you entered the museum, you were amazed by how big the interior looked as it looked small from the outside. You noticed the dome above your head and how it was covered by glass to let natural light in. The walls were painted beige and it was shown beautifully by how the sunlight shone naturally onto them. It felt warm because of the heat radiating from the sun but you could also feel the coolness surrounding the air from the air vents.

As you looked straight ahead, you saw something that caught your eye and you chuckled to yourself. What others thought to be a person, you saw as an artwork.

There he was, Frank.

Frank wasn't dressed as classy as you because he didn't care what people thought of his outfit. You, on the other hand, thought the opposite. You always had an appreciation for people's praises and affirmations about you.

You walked towards Frank and tapped on his shoulder as he turned around to face you.

"Hey! I was looking for you but I couldn't find you at all...until now I guess", Frank greeted you and chuckled.

"I just reached actually. I was admiring the place and then I looked straight ahead and saw you so here I am", You explained yourself to Frank before you started walking with him to look at the different artworks displayed in the exhibition.

You have always loved art whether it was Visual, Literal or Performing arts. Something about it always sparked creation within you. You found yourself often admiring it but not knowing and understanding it.

On the other hand, Frank knew about the different kinds of art. He studied it to make conversation although he never dreamt of being an artist.

As you looked at the different artworks, you admired the brush strokes and the meaning of the artwork which of course was being explained by Frank himself. The more he explained about the artwork, the more you took your eyes off it and focused on him.

You kept looking at him ever so often. The fluffy black curls just make you want to run your hands through it. The steel blue eyes that looked back at you once in a while as he looked between you and the artwork made you spiral in your thoughts. The smile he gave you - not knowing whether innocent or intended - as you looked at him like a puppy would to its owner.

But he managed to snap you out of your thoughts as he spoke, "You coming?"

He chuckled afterwards seeing you walk quickly to catch up to him and walk beside him.

"Sorry", You apologised as he asked you a question in return, "What happened back there? You looked like you saw a ghost or something."

"I just got lost in thought by what you said about the artwork", You chuckled nervously not wanting him to find out what you thought about him.

As you toured around the museum, you became more relaxed and open to Frank. You also started walking close to him almost brushing against his hand.

You kept looking at Frank while he was talking about the paintings and never actually bothered to look at them. Frank was your art now and you had all eyes on him - staring as though he was your prized possession; the art you wanted to hang in your bedroom on the wall above your bed.

You didn't know what took over you as your lips are on his kissing him ever so passionately.

"Mmm," Frank trails off as he pulls away and looks at you shocked but smiles slightly as he admires your face.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I- I tripped and fell..." You try to make up a believable excuse so that Frank wouldn't know that you like him.

"Yeah, no worries..."

Frank chuckles and helps you stand back on your feet as you didn't realise that you were actually leaning against him as support.

"Sorry..."

You blushed hard and looked away at the floor as you frowned and felt bad for pushing yourself against the man who you had a terrible crush on not knowing if he felt the same way or not.

You thought for sure that you had ruined any chances you had left with him and played with your fingers as you waited for Frank to continue on with his detailed analysis of the artwork in front of the both of you.

As Frank finishes his explanation, he turns to look at you and notices by your ear just how much you're blushing and smiles slightly while chuckling softly as he thinks to himself about whether he should ask you out.

"Hey, if you don't mind going out again tomorrow... there's another party that I would like for you to attend with me as my plus-one. It's at a rave downtown beside your favourite pizza place. We can go there afterwards to eat if you want or before, no worries..." Frank chuckles as you give it a thought while looking at him.

"I... will let you know if I feel like going or not," You hesitantly told him as you weren't sure if he was giving you the vibes you thought he was or if he was just being friendly.

"Yeah sure... just give me your answer tonight...? oh and I forgot to give you my new number"

Frank sticks his hand out as a gesture for you to take your phone out and give it to him. You do so and he keys in his new number as you take your phone back from him. You texted him saying 'yes' as a response to his question about being his plus-one as he looks at it and laughs.

"I thought you needed time to think...?" Frank questions you suspiciously with a smile on his face.

"I did but I also don't have any plans tomorrow so why not be your plus-one and save you the feelings of loneliness," You laugh along with him as the two of you walk out of the museum.

You bid your farewells to each other as you head off separate ways and on your way home you kept thinking about how Frank might have taken an interest in you after the kiss you shared earlier on in the museum.

Frank couldn't believe that the girl he had a crush on since he laid eyes on her kissed him and even yet agreed to go to yet another party with him alone. He was happy, yes, but he didn't know how else to react except to keep his hands in his pockets while walking down the streets back home to where he resided.

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A/N: I know Frank's supposed to be like the flirty type but I wanted to give him the personality of a golden retriever who's nice and respectful :)