This Ain't No Choir

The Last Time

He'd curled up besides the older man's chest before he decided it was time to take a shower and so he stood up carefully from the bed and left Frank to himself, with the sheets half covering his naked form, arms behind his head as he relaxed and watched Matt exit to the bathroom butt naked and woobling slightly.

He asked if Matt would be ok, and he'd join him in a second, but Matt had reassured him he'd be fine and stepped in the bathroom a bit wobbly but he managed and soon Frank heard the water running and the soft sigh of relief.

He didn't even know he had a smile on his lips until he felt them and he soon realized he did infact have a smile and one that felt natural and good and not forced. Just as he was about to get up from the bed, his attention snapped to the small flip phone on the night stand on Matt's side and he remembered he never took the phone with him the other time. Damn.

Wondered how many people had called Matt or messaged him. Frank could have been snooping this whole time.

The phone keept beeping and the words from the phone could be heard,

"Incoming call from Karen, Karen, Karen-"

It felt warm and burning that small tint of jealousy Frank had felt when seeing Karen and Matt kiss, the small tint of jealousy when Matt had showed her the affection Frank craved. But he knew he shouldn't right? Matt had showed it last night, he'd shown that side Frank had wanted so much and he wanted the side now where when they weren't fucking, that Matt would kiss him good bye to work or good morning kiss or even just being so close to Frank and-

Frank was holding the phone in his hands.
And he couldn't believe he just thought all those nice things..with Matt. He just never believed he'd want anything any more with anyone. And this made him smile a bit and some pain was in his chest because he knew he'd never get that feeling he actually had from before. With Maria, the kids. The domestic home. He knew he really wouldn't. No...

And this was the first time he actually felt a dose of reality hit him because he'd realized that he was chasing Matt around like some lost dog and he didn't know why exactly. Was it him or the affect of the bite and what ever they were drugged with that was making him act this way? But no it couldn't be because he had felt some thing in his chest and it was affection before the whole mess of the bite and the vile or what ever the thing was...right?

The phone keept beeping and snapped Frank out of his thoughts and before he knew it he had pressed answer and he had spoken first. His voice sounded deep, a bit grouchy and real tired as he spoke and he hadn't realized he maybe needed to have drank something for the tiredness to it.

"...Hello?"

It was more of a question than anything but all he could hear on the other line was silence and then they spoke.

"Is-..." She sounded confused and about to ask a question but then soon changed it,
"Who is this?" Came the reply and Frank scoofed. Typical Karen. Maybe he'd straight up tell her that he was banging her 'boyfriend' but that sounded too harsh and Frank hated to admit this but she didn't deserve any of this.

And Matt had chosen him didn't he? He'd won Matt now, he was Frank's and Karen had lost. Right?

So he hanged up.