A Little Laughter Left In Me... (Laughing Jack x Reader)

~Frankie~

The first thing you noticed was his face.

His neck and from his mouth to all the way around his head was covered in stitches. He had one grey eye, while the other was a vibrant emerald green. His hair was a brownish blonde, it looked shaggy like it hadn't been cleaned in a while, but it seemed to be fine as far as hygiene was concerned. His skin was a dark grey but looked slightly brighter under the moonlight.

The outfit he wore was a bit different than what you would expect, he wore a black and white striped tie and a brown jacket with a black shirt underneath. He had dark grey jeans and dark brown shoes, they looked like Derbys maybe Wing tips, but then again why does it matter what type of shoes he's wearing?

(~I may or may not have done some research on Gentleman's shoes just so I could find out what type of shoes Frankie wears.~)

He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.

"Lemme guess, yer' thinkin' I'm a monster now, eh?" He asked almost in annoyance.

You broke your obvious stare and shook your head.

"No of course not, I'm just surprised." You replied honestly.

Frankie seemed shocked by your answer.

"Y'mean you... don't think I look like a freak?" He raised a brow.

You shook your head again.

"Why would I think that?"

Frankie shrugged.

"Most people do."

Jason wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

"Well, (Y/n) isn't like most people." Jason pointed out.

Frankie scoffed.

"And what would you know?"

Jason chuckled. "I've known all about (Y/n) since she was nine." He said with a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Frankie's jaw dropped briefly, but then he shook his head and rolled his eyes away from Jason's gaze.

"So what?"

It was clear Frankie was a stubborn and easily annoyed type of person, as well as someone who brushes things off to rebuff the unacceptable fact that they're wrong or mixed up about something.

"Anyways.." Frankie sat down next to you again, looking off somewhere.

"Why were you wearing that cloak?" You asked out of the blue.

Frankie paused before speaking.

"Well, I thought I'd need a disguise in order for you to listen to me, I didn't think you'd actually cooperate if you saw what I looked like." He said in an almost ashamed way.

"I see." You nodded.

"So you know Will and Jack? How is that?"

Frankie rolled his eyes at the mention of them.

"Those two used to be my neighbors, we all stayed in this really trashy hotel way back when, I swear they were the worst neighbors ever.." He sneered in annoyance at the worst neighbors part.

"Why?"

"Because, they were obnoxious, always causin' trouble, and they were just plain annoying in general." He responded, each word expressing just how irked he was.

"However, when we were finally forced to move on, leave the hotel behind, and find our own ways to go, Will practically begged me to stick around with him and Jack, he didn't want me to be all alone. The boy has a heart, I'll give him that much." Frankie said, somewhat softer.