"Hazel?" Frank asked.
"Yes?" Hazel questioned. She looked up from her sketch pad and put it to the side when she saw Frank looking at her.
" Do you really like me?"
"Frank, what kind of question is that? Of course I do."
"Why?"
Hazel stood up and say back down in his lap, straddling his hips. She kissed his forehead, temple, cheekbone, then his jaw. He slid his arms around her waist and pressed his forehead to her shoulder.
"Why?" He mumbled again.
"Frank, you're funny, kind, brave, strong, cute, smart, and sweet. Why wouldn't I like you?"
"I'm just...Frank."
"Exactly," she whispered. "You're just Frank. You're perfect."
"But..."
"Frankie. I love you." She pressed her lips to his and he tightened his arms around her waist. He slid one hand to the small of her back and the other to the base of her neck, holding her head in place.
Her hands found their way to his cheeks. After a while, Frank pulled back and, staying close to her, whispered "I love you too."
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I don't really know why or how I came up with this but I did so here you go.
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Heroes of Olympus One-Shots and Headcanons
FanfictionJust a random collection of headcanons and one-shots because I get bored sometimes.