Is that a promise?

CHAPTER TWELVE

You felt bad for yourself, for struggling cutting a literal onion. You could feel Frank judging you from behind, you turn around to see him trying not to laugh.
"Im trying my best!! The knife isn't sharp enough!!"
You say teary eyed.
He laughs at you, making his way behind you.
Standing behind you, he grabs your hands. Guiding your hands and cutting the onion carefully.
Staying silent, you swear you could hear your own heart beating faster and faster.
You could feel his breath down your neck, making your hairs stand up. Your knees almost like jelly from all this physical contact, your bodies so close to eachother. And your eyes staring at his hands on top of yours. You could feel your cheeks becoming flushed.

"Y/N..."
His voice ringing in your ears, you answer him meekly.
"Y-Yeah..?"
His hands stop, making you stop as well. He puts his hands on the counter, trapping you in between his arms.
Your heart had managed to skip a beat as you turned around, facing him.
"I need to check the pot..."
You look over at the pot, seeing it bubbling.
You look back at him, nodding.
"R-Right..! I'll uh, I'll finish up... Cutting the onions."
He smiles at you, going to the pot and turning the knob.
Going back to cutting, you finished.
Giving Frank the cutting board, you told him,
"I really tried my best..."
He dumps the onions in, stirring it.
"I know you did, Y/N."

He grabs two bowls, pouring the stew in it. Washing his hands, he sets the table. You washed your hands after him, wanting to eat with clean hands.
While washing your hands, you remembered his warm hands on yours, making you immediately flustered.
Turning off the faucet, you sit across him.
Waiting for him to eat first,
"Is it edible...?"
You ask, afraid that he'll die of food poisoning. After all, you were the one who did the most while he just instructed you. He lifts his mask above his mouth as he takes a spoonful, chewing slowly, as you wait for his response.
He looks at you,
"It's good! You did great, Y/N!"
He gives you a thumbs up, making you smile. You dig in, and he was right, it was good!

You help with cleaning up. Wiping the table, drying the dishes as he washed them. He offers you to give you a ride,
"I can give you ride back to your apartment. I need to pick up something near there anyways.."
You smile at his offer, accepting it.
"Thanks, but um.."
Looking down at yourself wearing his clothes,
"I can just give you these back when we see eachother again, I need to wash it first."
He nods, as goes somewhere.
You finish drying the last few dishes, seeing Frank come out of a room with a pair of clothing in his hands, folded neatly.
"Here are your clothes, I washed them earlier.. They're dry now."
You take your clothes, thanking him.

You patiently wait for him to finish changing, checking your phone. He comes out of his room, wearing a white button up shirt with fitted black pants. You followed him towards his car, as he opens the passenger door for you, smiling at his gesture. He gets into the driver's side, starting the car up.
"Can I play some music?"
He nods, as you connect your phone to the aux cord.
Putting your phone on shuffle, you turn it off.
As the music starts, the two of you listened, enjoying the peaceful silence between you two.
Going through each songs, enjoying each one. Your phone plays another,
The two of you sitting quietly as the music plays, getting to the chorus.

But when he loves me
I feel like I'm floating,
when he calls me pretty,
I feel like somebody.
Even when we fade
eventually,

You caught yourself thinking about Frank as the music plays, causing yourself to blush.
Deciding this was too much for your heart, you grab your phone, looking for another song to play.

I'm nothing,
You will always be my
favorite form of loving.

The two of you meet eyes, causing the both of you to look away immediately, blushing lightly.
You decided to turn the music off, seeing as you're already back at your apartment.
He looks at you,
"Thanks for giving me a ride, bunny."
You opened the door, as he grabbed your arm.
"It's no problem, but I was wondering if... You'd like to grab coffee with me sometime...?"
He scratches his neck shyly, his ears turning a bit red.
Your cheeks also turning a light shade pink, you agree.
"Sure! I'll see you then, bunny."
You wink at him before closing the door. Making him more flustered as he waves back at you,
You giggle as you watched him drive off. Going to your apartment.

We're just having coffee, it's not a date!

Unless...

No! It's not a date, Y/N, well maybe...

Just don't get your hopes up...!