( OPEN ) Frank Castle

[oorah]

𝓽𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓼, 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀, 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽𝓼, 𝓮𝓽𝓬.

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[shittier]

[ ugh here comes the guilt like how many more subtle hints can she DROP ]

i guess in a way you did

you werent supposed to be a likeable guy

[oorah]

wait

you're pissed because you LIKE me? [ what the hell is his life rn ]

1/2

[shittier]

no

well yeah

kind of

you dont see the issue with me wanting to be friends with benefits and then

this shit happens

2/2

[shittier]

i take it all back

its all your fault

[oorah]

"this shit" being us actually becoming friends?

like you suggested?

since this whole thing was predicated on your lie i'm gonna call bullshit on that one.

[shittier]

ok im gonna give you that last one but

is that how you make friends??

[oorah]

[ that gets a good laugh. jesus, he likes her a lot. maybe he's a little mad about it too. ] i'm a little rusty. is that not how it's done?

[shittier]

the sad thing is i really cant tell if youre being serious or not

[oorah]

does that mean you'll come over?

[shittier]

in what world has that even been code for im coming over???

[shittier]

but yeah fuck it omw

[oorah]

i was joking. mostly.

you eat yet?

[shittier]

you got jokes now huh

why you offering

[oorah]

i'm always joking you just take me seriously for some reason. i could be persuaded to share

[shittier]

uh huh

youre inviting me over and youre gonna make me work for my food? thats low even for you castle

[oorah]

fine. how do you feel about pasta primavera?

[shittier]

as in homemade?

[oorah]

just like mama castiglione used to make [ frank that's not your real name ]

[shittier]

ok but

you realize you dont have to do this right

you could feed me toast and theres a good chance youd probably get laid

[ who the fuck makes people dinner. who is he. what is this. she doesn't know what to do with any of it. ]

[oorah]

make dinner for myself like i was going to do anyway and share with you?

[ if that helps... the scenario at all for her. ]

besides i like to cook

[ is that another 'unexpected' fact? ]

[shittier]

you gonna scoot my chair in for me when i sit down

put my napkin in my lap too

[ sorry, she may or may not be laughing at this whole scenario while getting into her ride. ]

how are you the punisher

[oorah]

if i thought you'd let me [ ok now he definitely is joking. he's caught between offense and bemusement at that question. surprise he's been texting her while cooking this whole time it should be ready by the time she gets here. ] i already told you that story

[shittier]

well youre learning at least

yeah sorry i just

we were talking about how youre not what i expected earlier and this would be one of those moments to cement it

[ to be fair she probably knows a lot more about him than he knows. ]

[oorah]

have any other lessons for me? [ he's self-aware enough that this doesn't bother him, but it is... interesting, that she assumed he had no other traits. he's just a hardened killer? a psycho maybe even. and that's who she wanted to have sex with? damn, jess, that's messed up. ] it's fine. people assume a lot of things about people like us. right?

[shittier]

[ that last text scrolls across the top of her phone and she doesn't want to read into it too much but it definitely feels... passive aggressive. she really didn't mean anything by her comment, but. if he feels bad about it, it doesn't really matter, does it?

should she turn around? ]

and what about me

am i what you expected

[ she wasn't exactly sure what she expected when she met him. for him to be more like her, probably. you walk into her apartment, look at her, listen to her and you know she isn't right. but frank? if it wasn't for the obvious bruising and cuts all over his body at all times you probably wouldn't know any better. his clean apartment with the classics softly playing in the background while he tends to the pasta on his stove. it's just so... normal. he's not damaged in the way she is, and what's what surprises her. that's all. ]