Flamingo'd: Filthy Frankx Reader

Chapter Fifteen Are You Fine?

You wake up slowly. Oh, Frank is still spooning you. It's somehow adorable. He's somehow adorable. You readjust yourself a little bit, he just pulls you in closer. Oh god, why is that cute? Jesus Christ you hope you didn't sleep wrong the wrong.

Wait, is something poking you? It that his-

NOPE. NOOOOOOPE. NOPE. NOPE!

You jump out of bed in a scramble of high pitch squeaks and clicking sounds. Frank remains asleep, but groans at the sudden loss. Hang on, did he just mumble your name? You're too freaked and don't know what do in this situation, the people in your comic books know how to handle something like this, but- gross! You're not going to do something like that! Well, it did feel pretty big- NO! Not today! It's probably acorn sized! Stop that weird feeling in your lower gut you pervert!

Luckily, you remember T.J., so you go over to you neighbor's door and knock. Clothed in only a bathrobe, T.J. answers it. Bad posture, emphasized bags under the eyes, hair that looks like it's supposed to be messy-

"Good morning Trevor," you say.

"And too you, do you... Want to go get breakfast or something? I'll pay of course."

"Sure, why not?"

"Also.. Do you have any clothes I could borrow? The one I have are... Julie's clothes."

"Of course man it's fine."

You lend Trevor a thick sweater on some worn out jeans, and a few minutes later you're both out the door. The both of you chat about the surprising stability of T.J.'s business, as well as the job offering you could get from him. You both find yourselves in front of an IHOP and decide this is the best option.

Whilst waiting for the weird flavor of pancakes you both had ordered. You brought up the subject of Salamander Man, and T.J. proceeded to sum up what happen in about 16 words.

" Doing romantic stuff with a guy who has a long tongue is a mind-blowing experience."

"Is that so?"

" I mean, all we did was kiss, but think about what may happen if we go to third base! It'd be like watching a flamingo taking off with a jetpack, and then getting 100'000 ounces of silver! Next time you start kissing That guy you're dating- Frank is it? Okay so, put your tongue as deep into his mouth as you can, and I bet he'll go crazy!"

"Hang on, what makes you think I'm dating Frank?" You ask, getting really defensive all the sudden.

" Wait you're not-? Oh, I see, friends with benefits? Didn't know you swung that way F/n-"

"We're not- I mean... I don't really know what we are."

"Hold up, you've been with this guy for how long?"

"Well, I'd say this... Thing started like... A month ago?"

"And you guys have not had the conversation of what you both are?"

" Oh, so you've had this so called conversation with Salamander Man?"

" As a matter of fact, yes, it was a simple question he asked me when we woke up in each other's arms. 'So are we in a relationship?' And I said 'pretty much' Then we made out a bit and here I am!"

You sunk your head in defeat," Why are you so good at this sort of thing T.J.?"

"'Cause I'm a bomb ass bitch," he replied," now get your head off the table, the food's coming."

You began to stuff your face with IHOP and decided that you would ask Frank what this thing was, you expected the answer would either be short and sweet, like these pancakes. Or awkward and someone possibly getting shot, like what this gentleman with the gun was about to do. Wait wha-

"EVERYONE GET ON THE GROUND NOW!" He shoots the ceiling, the blast ringing in your ears. T.J. Pulls you under the table, and throws 30$ in front of him. The man walks over at people taking money from them. He walks over to you and Trevor, and picks the money up, glaring and pointing the gun at both of you, threatening you and shit. you began to sputter out an insult that just sounded like clicking. Then you start to hear sirens outside, he begins running. After a few minutes of that terrifying ordeal, you and Trevor start to walk back to the apartment, you're still in a bit of shock, T.J. isn't phased at all.

" Oh, I just remembered, F/n, are you doing anything today?"

" Other then going over every life decision I've ever made, not much."

" Well, Salamander Man invited me to come do this thing with him and his buddies, a video of sorts, and perhaps you could come along?"

" You know what Trevor? Fuck it, sure, I just went through that near-death.... Thing. Why not live a little?"

"That's the spirit! Well, I gotta go home and get into some off my own clothes, but I'll see you later today. Stay safe F/n!"

"See you later T.J." You say. You walk back to your apartment, you enter the door, and immediately feel yourself tackled.

(A/N NARUTO IS DA BESS ANIMUUU SUBS ARE BETTER DAN DUBBIWUBBISTEP BLAAAARRRWAAAAAPAPAPAPA. Now that I have you attention, constructive cristisims and other sort of nice comments would be so appreciated. BUSH CAUSE 9/11! I WARNED DEM JAPANESE IN DA 1940'S NOT TO DROP MAH MIXTAPE, AND LOOK WHA HAPLENED TO DEM!! Seriously though, that you all so much.)