#i’m so glad my baby is playable now T///T

[iiping]

sumeru boys’ get-together!

(feat. kaveh’s best dish) 🍽🏡✨

[msbowser]

My Top Games of the Last Decade

The year 2020 is here, ushering in a new decade to live in. Instead of looking at the bad events that occurred over the years, I instead want to look at my favorite games over the last 10 years. It’s crazy that back in 2010, I was only in my second half of the fifth grade. Oh how young and naïve I was and an even worse gamer. Now in 2020, I am in the second semester of my second year of university, studying in the psychology field. I feel how I was raised over the last years shaped of how I am as a person and I am still learning, no one is perfect. Those developments shaped even the gamer I am now. Back when I was younger, I just liked games that were fun to play. But now I am a person who puts Character Development and Story before Gameplay. You will see this shift as the years go by.

Well let’s start with 2010. And I will try to limit how much I write each game to about a paragraph each. Don’t want to make this post too long. I can give a more detailed explanation at a future date if someone is interested. 

PS. All the games are Nintendo Games. I’m only a Nintendo gamer so sorry if you don’t see like Persona 5 or Last of Us.

2010: Kirby’s Epic Yarn

Gosh this game is too freaking cute for words. I remember the stories about how much I wanted this game when I was younger, even the embarrassing ones. While this game is easy even for Kirby standards, this game is so fun to play. The levels are enjoyable to play, you can get lost hours doing minigames and playing music (Frosty Wheel is still the best), and is just cute. This game is cute incarnate. And if you don't want to play the original version, you can play a port of it on the 3DS with even more goodies on it.

2011: Pokémon Black and White

My favorite Pokémon games and generation even if I started with Pearl. Gen 5 of Pokémon is super special to me as I know it is for many others, being the first game I bought the day of release. I was also pretty blind in my playthrough, finding new discoveries as they came along and finding new Pokémon that I might have not liked at first but became my favorites. Pokémon like the Krookodile line, Emolga, the Leavanny line and so much more. The game also first brought to my attention to how characters can be written well and still is my favorite story in a mainline Pokémon game. 

2012: Rhythm Thief and the Emperor's Treasure

So I’m kinda cheating with this one since I didn’t play it until 2013 but damn it, I don’t care! This game is awesome. I am super terrible with rhythm games but this game is one that is very enjoyable with an excellent story and characters. Phantom R is such a cool guy that you just want to hang out with and go dancing with and not the fact he’s a gentleman. The rhythm minigames are mostly enjoyable and have a wide variety to play so you can't bored very easily (the gyroscope one can go die in a fire though). All I want to know is where is the damn sequel already Sega?! It’s been 8 freaking years with that teaser you showed at the ending of the game and no I don't count that bad IOS game you made a year later. We fans need our fix and answers now. 

2013: Mario and Luigi Dream Team

Bowser’s Inside Story will always be my favorite Mario and Luigi game but this game comes to a close second. As part of Year of Luigi, this game did not disappoint. Luigi is front and center and he is the best of the part of game, with his dream abilities and overall character. The story is also very good with the adventures the bro’s have on Pi’illo Island and the soundtrack of the game is my video game soundtrack of all time. There is also the fact that giant battles return and if anyone knows me, knows I love me those giants <3

I also have two honorable mentions for 2013 that I will give a brief note while I like them

Fire Emblem Awakening 

First Fire Emblem game, got me in the series. Characters are great and story left me generally shocked at points. Make a yearly tradition to one playthrough each year

Super Mario 3D World

Favorite Mario platformer, Peach being playable and being a cat. Yes please

2014: Kirby Triple Deluxe 

I freaking love Kirby games :D Triple Deluxe was the first Kirby game on the 3DS, using an engine that looks beautiful on the 3DS that was used for the next game they did. The game is super colorful with its vibrate worlds and use of pastel colors. The new abilities is super fun to play with as well, Archer being my favorite. Supernova is also a neat gimmick for the game and glad it was present in many of the levels and used in new ways to solve puzzles. 

2015: Dragon Ball Z Dokkan Battle

Surprise! I said favorite games of the decade and mobile games count. This game means so much to me, being the one of the mobile games I keep track of everyday, even looking at what the JP version gets. I am proud of my account and how far it has come over these past years. Though I was not there right when it released, it has felt like that long as I have had my account for over 4 years now and don’t plan to quit now. One day I will have my full husband team, just you watch <3

2016: Dragon Ball Fusions

This game was my answer to a playable Dragon Ball RPG to play on Nintendo consoles (before Xenoverse 2 got ported over on the Switch). The chibi artstyle gave this game its own identify from other games like it. The gameplay was fun as you can make your own character and fly all across the world fighting characters from the Dragon Ball timeline. The game is all about the fusion mechanic, but with an expanded roster of characters to fuse and the ability to fuse your favorites is a blast. 

Brief Honorable Mention to Pokémon Sun and Moon for a fun region to explore, new pokemon to love and pretty good story.

(Lillie is so precious for this world I swear. And Snowy as well :D))

2017: Miitopia

A lot of people would write off this game as a simple Mii game, but it is so much more than that. This game has much more personality than one might think, with its class system, characters even when you chose who is what role and the story as well. The story and characters allows many possibilities of ideas for stories and art for creators to make and enjoy, as this game and Tomodachi Life was used as a template for a rp that me and my bf do. And this game can get hard, like wanting to rage quit hard, so be prepared for grinding. The OST is also a charm of the game, being one of my favorite OSTs ever. 

Like with 2013, I have two honorable mentions that I will give a short comment on.

Splatoon 2

Love it more than the original, Aerospray is still the master race and Off The Hook is better than Squid Sisters, don’ t @ me XD

Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia 

Amazing story, characters and unique experience from other games I have played. Berkut x Rinea OTP

2018: Dragon Ball FighterZ

As much as I like the Super Smash Bros games, I was more excited for this game to come out. I was glad it did come to Switch so I can play it. FighterZ was my first proper fighting game with button inputs and it threw me for a loop, but eventually I got the hang of it and is still learning. The story is a fun experience if you don’t think too much about it, me loving Android 21. And of course I main my husband that is in the gif above <3

2019: Pokémon Sword/Shield and Super Dragon Ball Heroes World Mission (That’s right, a tie)

I was excited for SwSh since day 1 and was not disappointed even with the dex cuts. The Wild Area has been a blast exploring, finding all the new raid Pokémon to catch and train. The new Pokémon are super fun to use, some of my favorites being Ponyta, Scorebunny and Dreepy. My baby Eevee also got a GMax form and she is super freaking fluffy, big and I want to hug her <3 I’m excited for the Isle of Armor and Crown Tundra DLC when they come out.

This game was huge to us USA fans of the series as this was the first time we ever got anything DB Heroes related here. The cards were fun to make teams with and make even custom cards. It was a full experience without to play the irl game, which would still be fun. Though the game is slow to add updates, I will be waiting for what will be coming. I am glad the game came out so we can finally enjoy all of what the game has to offer. (Though I played the previous game in the series being Ultimate Mission X through Citra, so I got a headstart XD)

This is it for this post. Even though I am late at posting it, better late than never. If anyone is interested, I’m glad to give more detailed descriptions. I realize I have to do better at explain my opinions in a more detailed matter.

Thank you so much for reading :D

[imagineiero]

Told you they were fucking

PenceyPrep!Frank & Y/N are on tour together. This is your smut warning :)

Touring with Frank had been like a dream so far, it was surreal to think that every night for the last six months had been spent opening up for your favourite band. You’d been a fan of Pencey Prep since their earlier days, sneaking out from your parent’s house and watching them perform at CBGB in New York once a month. You’d met John first, he was a few years older than you but he worked in the record store outside of school hours and you’d admired he and his friends from afar for the last couple of years, you were surprised he knew who you were, he’d seen you play a cover of Boxcar in the school music show during the fall.

 He’d slipped you a copy of their EP in the library and you thought it was the coolest thing ever, a real life punk band formed from guys at your own school. He got you on the guest-list for the show that Saturday, lied about your age because his friend was dishing out fake I.D cards - it was that show that changed your life for the better. You watched as Frank, the lead singer thrashed his way around the stage like he owned it - he’d been introduced to you after the show and offered you a smoke, you could probably pinpoint that as the moment your crush on him turned from innocent to hardcore.

 Fast-Forward a few years and here you were, a college drop-out living the dream of touring across America. Your band consisted of your best friend Ce’Ce on bass and her older brother Nick who was an animal on drums, it was Pencey Prep’s second tour and you were glad you could all chip in to afford a bigger, more efficient tour van than the rickety one they’d suffered through in the last tour.

 It was cosy and intimate, sometimes a little too much when you were all sleep-deprived and grouchy but you made it work, stopping off every few days to sleep in motels and recuperate. Frank had taken quite a shine to you or so it seemed, sometimes you’d catch him watching you while you slept with your head against the window but you never questioned him on it, it felt nice to have someone look at you so affectionately.

 After your set the others would head off to the back room to smoke or call their family but you’d stick around side-stage and watch Pencey’s show, you frequently caught Frank’s eye between songs and he’d grin, knowing that you were watching him. You thought your crush was pretty obvious by now but Frank didn’t seem fazed by it so you didn’t hold back, just enjoyed watching your favourite band play and checking Frank out in the process.

 John would tease you relentlessly over it and you’d be forced to clamp your hand over his mouth whenever Frank was near because though it was painfully obvious you were hot for him you didn’t exactly want to broadcast it. It was a Friday night in Pittsburgh when things seemed to take a change, you’d been sat on a stack at side stage as Pencey played their encore song. Usually you’d be dancing around and singing the lyrics along with the crowd but your shoulder had been giving you trouble and you ached so badly you couldn’t wait to go back to the motel.

 You climbed up onto the stack, your legs hanging over the side while ‘Attention Reader’ finished up. John pulled a face at you as he passed with his bass, laughing as you raised your middle finger and stuck your tongue out. Frank was last off the stage as usual, having thrown his picks into the crowd and high-fived everyone at the barrier - he was surprised to see you still sat out side stage when he came through, usually you followed the band to the back room and waited for him there.

 “You okay up there, little one?” he teased, looking up at you

 “Your kettle’s black as fuck, short-ass!” you retorted, wincing as you slid down and stood in front of him

 “You okay?” he frowned, watching you grimace “Are you hurt?”

 “It’s my shoulder” You groaned, rubbing at the ache as you yawned “It’s been hurting for a while, think I just need a good nights sleep”

 “Well we’re booked in at the motel across the street for the weekend” Frank explained, hand on your lower back as he guided you through the corridor “We’ll have a break here until we leave for Illinois on Sunday night”

 “An actual bed and shower?” You gasp playfully “Fuck, we’re so lucky!”

 “Yeah, we are!” He snorted “Even luckier if the hot water works!”

 The hot water did work, and you were so fucking thankful as you let it run over your aching body. It was December and the cold had affected your joints more than you’d like to admit but the heat was beginning to improve your condition, it’s only when you stepped out and began to dry off that you realised how bad it was, the knot in your shoulder was stiff and tender, so bad that it hurt as you dressed yourself in your oversized Black Flag shirt.

 The knock on the door broke you from your sorry state momentarily, you headed over and greeted Ce’Ce as she stepped into the doorway, asking if you were coming out for drinks with her and the guys. You sighed as you declined, wishing that you could spend the night with your friends but you knew that if you didn’t shift this ache by Monday night you could risk your playability for the show.

 You curled up underneath the covers as you listened to the commotion outside, everyone heading out to the local bars noisily and soon it was silence again apart from the faint buzz of the TV in the next room over. You nearly drifted off to sleep, only woken by the light tapping on the door a few minutes later.

 “W-Who is it?” You call out, not feeling comfortable enough to answer the door to God-knows who while all of your friends were out in town.

 “Open up, it’s Frank” came the voice you’d memorised so well

 You yawned as you padded barefoot across the floor, sliding the lock across and letting Frank through the gap before shutting the cold out.

 “Nice shirt” Frank raised his eyebrows, trailing his stare down your body and back up again

 You burst out laughing as you looked down at yourself, dressed only in a thigh-length shirt over your panties, you’d been to tired to even think about it when you answered the door.

 “Sorry” You laugh “Wasn’t expecting company”

 “I can see that” Frank winked, biting his lip “So, Ce’Ce said you were too sick to come out?”

 “It’s just my shoulder” You waved off dismissively “I’m just worried if I don’t rest it I won’t be able to play the next show”

 “It’s that bad?” Frank frowned, leaning against the closed door “How long has it been hurting?”

 “A few days” You shrug, wincing at the unexpected shooting pain “I just need sleep or something, I don’t know..”

 Frank tuts, reaching out to tug at your shirt “Come on, come sit on the bed”

 You follow him over and climb onto the mattress as he kicks his boots off and climbs onto the bed behind you.

 “What are you-..” You frown, trying to look around at him

 “I’m helping-..” He whispers, settling his legs in a ‘V’ either side of you “Stop turning your neck, it’ll hurt more”

 You face forwards, looking at the tattoos visible beneath the rips in his jeans as his hands come out and rest on your shoulders. His thumbs press gently against your skin and you mumble an “ow!” as he pushes on the knot.

 “There?” He murmurs, softening his hold and rubbing gently

 “Mhm..” You hum, relaxing into his grip - his hands are the right balance of firm and soft, skilfully working their way across your shoulders and down your spine.

 “It’s ‘cause you’re so small” He laughs under his breath

 “You’re one to talk” You respond, smacking his leg lightly “I’m barely two inches shorter than you”

 “I’m serious!” He chuckles “I’ve got a bigger build than you, your body is tiny compared to mine”

 “That’s why it hurts?”

 “The Les Paul is too heavy for you” He explains, slowly working at the knot until it loosens into nothing “You should consider playing something lighter”

 “I could lift weights or something” You think aloud “I’m kind of in love with my guitar”

 “Ha, me too” Frank laughs “But I’m a masochist, I’d rather suffer through the pain than swap out my baby for a lighter model”

 “It hurts your shoulders too?”

 “Mhm.. like a bitch” The knot is all worked out by now but you’re enjoying his touch too much to ask him to stop, a little while longer won��t hurt.

 “Well.. if you ever need a massage, you know where to come” You offer, biting your lip nervously

 “I’ll keep that in mind, thank you” He says under his breath, moving his hands down your spine slowly and working into every groove “I’m sure this is my shirt..” he laughs quietly

 You giggle lightly, wondering how long it had taken him to notice that you’d swiped it from his bag a few months back when you couldn’t find anything to wear “Maybe, Maybe not”

 “It so is!” He laughs loudly, sweeping his arms around your waist and pulling you against him to tickle you “Admit it!”

 “O-Okay, I give, I-I give!” You squeak in between laughs, laying against his chest - he doesn’t move his hands, instead settles them over your torso when he stops tickling you.

 “I knew it!” Frank accuses playfully “That’s my favourite shirt!”

 “I’d give it you back, but I’m not wearing anything else” You bite your lip, looking up at him innocently through your eyelashes

 “Looks better on you anyway” He says lowly, looking down on you through darkened eyes “Might have to let you steal a few more”

 “My shoulder doesn’t hurt any more” You whisper, not wanting to break the silence

 “Yeah? Must be my magic hands” Frank grins, moving his thumbs in soft circles

 “Are you always so good with your hands?” You bite your lip daringly

 “You wanna find out?” He shoots back, raising an eyebrow as his hands creep lower down your abdomen

 You turn around in his hold, hovering on your knees as he watches - not making any attempt to move away until you’re barely an inch from his lips, kneeling between his legs.

 He smirks before wordlessly leaning in and capturing your lips with his own, his hand coming out to cradle the back of your head as his other hand bunches in the front of your t-shirt and pulls you against him, lowering you both to the bed so you’re leaning on top of him.

 It feels surreal to be flat against his body, the rise and fall of his chest moving you as you both work your lips together hungrily. You gasp lightly into his mouth as his hands slide down to rest over your ass, his fingers stroking teasingly over the lace as you push your fingers into his hair, tugging gently as he moans against your lips.

 You can’t believe that this is finally happening, you hadn’t imagined in a million years that he’d even consider feeling the same about you but the hardness of his crotch as he bucks his hips up into yours is a tell-tale sign that he’s as into it as you are. You waste no time in grinding yourself down against his arousal, pleased when he kneads his fingers against the flesh of your ass, pulling you down against him as he lifts his hips off the bed to rub himself against you, pulling an uncontrollably loud moan from you.

 He flips you over, pressing you into the mattress with his hips as he moves his mouth to your neck - sucking softly at the sensitive skin, using his teeth and making you sigh as he leaves blemishes across your otherwise clear skin. You tug at the hem of his shirt, pleased when he takes the hint and breaks contact to tear it over his head, reattaching his lips to your neck as your hands slide over his shoulders, fingers tracing his tattooed skin as he works his mouth all the way up to your ear, nibbling at the lobe before whispering hotly “It’s about time I got you alone, all those nights of watching me on stage-.. you drive me fucking wild, Y/N”

 “Took you long enough-..” You moan as he drags his teeth down your neck “..-was starting to think you weren’t interested”

 “Couldn’t exactly jump in your bunk could I?” You feel him grin against your neck “The sounds you’ll be making are all mine, we don’t gotta put on a show for the rest of the guys”

 He bunches your t-shirt up under your chin, attaching his lips to your nipple and biting down gently as you arch into his touch. His hand slides down between you both, fingers finding the front panel of your panties and rubbing gently over the lace until your wet heat seeps through to his fingertips.

 You tear the shirt over your head as he trails lower, nipping and sucking all the way down your abdomen until his tongue sweeps around your navel and your hips are bucking upwards desperate for more. He looks up at you momentarily as he drags his tongue over the taut skin beneath your waistband, his eyes are dark and wanton - just one look makes you crazy.

 He slips his fingers beneath the hem and tugs them down slowly, discarding them to the ground and barely giving you chance to react before he’s pressing his face against your heat and his skilful tongue has located your clit, soft kitten licks getting firmer and firmer until you’re burying your hands in his hair and whimpering as your thighs tremble.

 Frank’s hands fit beneath your upper thighs, tugging you in closer and holding you in place as he sucks and flicks his tongue against your sensitive clit. He gives no warning before he sinks two fingers inside you, driving down to the last knuckle as you tighten your grip in his hair.

“Mm.. Frankie-..” You whine loudly, throwing your head back.

 He uses his free hand to part your labia and sweep his tongue from your entrance to your throbbing clit, repeatedly rubbing his tongue over your sensitive nerves as you feel the knot in your stomach tighten. He must feel it too, curling his fingers and mouthing at your heat as you unravel, your thighs quivering against the side of his face as your fingers tug his hair.

 “O-Oh Frankie-.. O-Oh Fuck yes-..” You cry out, arching your back as your toes curl.

 He moans loudly against you, the vibrations radiating through your body as you come down from your high. He rests on his chin just below your navel, biting his lip as he watches you recover - his cheeks are flushed red and lips glistening wet, he looks wrecked and you love it.

 “Oh fuck-.. it’s never been that good-..” You gasp out as he chuckles lightly, sure you’ve done things before but you’ve never orgasmed that hard - your entire body is on fire.

 “Glad I can read your body so well-..” He hums, kissing his way up your body until he’s dragging his lips against your throat “..-God, I’m gonna have so much fun with you..”

 You pull him back slightly so you can press your lips together, sliding your tongue into his mouth and tasting yourself. It’s the right thing to do because instantly he moans, his thumb pressing into your hip as he grinds his jean clad erection against you.

 You wrap your legs around his hips as you drag him down, bucking against his weight as he groans wantonly - finally pushing himself up and breaking the kiss to unbuckle his belt, his fingers stumbling as you watch amused.

 “I swear-.. I am never wearing a fuckin’ belt again-.. the fuck man, agh!”

 “Let me help” You grin, sitting up and deftly unfastening the buckle, moving your fingers to unbutton his jeans and slide down the zipper. He watches with his lower lip rolling between his teeth, his hand resting on the back of your neck as he lets you undress him.

 You shove his jeans down to his knees, wasting no time in rubbing both hands over the bulge in his shorts - your thumb stroking over the already wet patch covering the leaking head.

 “G-God Y/N-.. don’t tease-..” he whines, squeezing the back of your neck slightly

 “Patience, Iero-..” You smirk, batting your eyelashes innocently up at him “..anyone would think you’re getting desperate-..”

 “Yeah? That’s what happens when I’m around you-..” he fires back “..-don’t act like you don’t know it”

 You don’t answer him, instead using your time to lean forwards and press an open-mouthed kiss to his tented boxers.

 “O-Ohhh-..” he sighs, as he flutters his eyes shut “..Come on girl, you’re killing me here-..”

 You repeat the movement, this time dragging your tongue across the fabric and wetting the material even further - over and over until it’s clinging to the shape of his dick and he’s whimpering above you.

 You surprise him by sliding his underwear down to his knees, glad when he takes the hint and kicks the remainder of his clothes to the ground - allowing you to lower him to the bed and climb over his body, hovering over his fully hard dick - standing at full mast and waiting for attention.

 “O-Oh fuck-..” he gulps out as you drag your tongue from base to tip, finally enclosing your lips around the bulbous head and sucking the salty pre-cum until it coats your lips and tongue.

 You carefully inch down until he’s nudging against the back of your throat, moaning around your mouthful as you slowly bob your head up and down to build up a rhythm. His hand finds the back of your head, gently encouraging you as he sighs and moans his other hand bunched up in the sheets below him.

 Your mouth stretches around his width, the corners seeping saliva and pre-cum as you force him down, your tongue stroking against the underside as your cheeks hollow and throat contracts against the thickness. It doesn’t take long for him to be moaning out your name, the space between his eyebrows creasing as his lips part to resemble an ‘o’ shape.

 You press your fingers against his balls, stroking them gently as your other hand drags down over his hip bone, leaving light scratch marks that make his lower half jolt.

 “O-Oh fuck-.. You gotta-.. You gotta stop-.. or I’m gonna-..” He breathes out, pulling away as you grin - pleased that you’ve got him all worked up.

 “Fuck you’re good at that-..” he murmurs, sitting up and pulling you into his lap - his erection pressed between you both as he reattaches your lips together, sweeping his tongue around your mouth as you cross your arms behind his head.

 His strong hands slide up and down your back and sides, resting against your ass as he pulls you closer where you rub against his shaft wantonly making him chuckle under his breath “Hm.. you want something baby?”

 “You know I do, stop teasing-..” You groan, repeating the movement until he lifts you up and you hover above him on your knees as he holds himself in place, guiding until his tip slips inside you. You sigh as you lower yourself back into his lap, moaning when he’s all the way in - throbbing hot and heavy against your inner walls.

 You rock your hips slowly as he slides his hands over your cheeks, pulling away to spank you lightly before squeezing his fingers into your skin. You tug at his lip, biting down on his lip ring gently as he groans, pulling you down harder on his dick as you start sliding up and down his length.

 “So fucking tight baby-..” he sighs, trailing his lips and tongue down your throat, moving one of his hands to cup your breast while you bounce in his lap, pulling you both closer to the edge.

 You’ve built up a rhythm by now, slamming up and down as the air gets thick and hot - both of you moaning in sync as he thrusts all the way in. You can feel a second orgasm building as he hits your spot, reaching down between you to stroke yourself through it as you cry out “Harder Frankie-.. O-Oh-..”

 “Fuck yeah baby-..” he moans, mouthing against your ribcage as you arch backwards “..-look so fucking good-.. wish you could see yourself-.. a-ah-..”

 You’re getting tired by now, your thighs aching in the most delicious way - you wrap your arms around him as he lowers you back onto the bed, climbing between your legs and hooking your ankle over his shoulder as he pushes deeper, doing all the work to push you both closer to climax.

 His hips are working double time, thrusting harder and faster into your wet heat as you grip onto his sweat-damp hair, his forehead glistening wet. “Come on baby-.. fuck yeah right there-..”

 “Fuck ‘m so close, Y/N” he grunts out, pushing his hand into yours and entwining your fingers, pinning it to the bed as he gets himself over the edge “..-Fuck I’m-…Y-Yeah fuck-.. O-Oh-..”

 His eyes squeeze shut as his hips stutter, a choked out moan vibrates against your skin as he pushes his face into your neck, you gasp out your own chorus of moans as he spills over - blacking out momentarily in the excitement of it all.

 When you come down from your high he’s already pulled out, half collapsed against your body as he hums tiredly - you stroke your fingertips over the muscles in his back as he kisses your neck all the way up to your ear “You’re amazing, Y/N”

 “Not too bad yourself there, Iero” You whisper almost shyly as he brings his face up, brushing your noses together before he kisses you, softer than before

 “This isn’t-.. gonna be a one-time thing-.. right?” he murmurs between kisses, reaching up to stroke your hair away from your face “..-’cause I don’t think I could handle that-..”

 “You asking me out, Iero?” You bite your lip, eyes sparkling as you look up at him

 “I’m asking you to stop sneaking around backstage and just admit you think I’m kinda cute” he teases, laughing when you slap him lightly

 “Hm.. I guess you are kinda cute” You reply playfully “Maybe you’re boyfriend material after all”

 “Only one way to find out, sweetheart” he grins before pulling you into a soft, slow kiss - letting his tongue explore your mouth like it’s the first time again, his hands roaming your body lovingly as he pulls you tighter against him.

 The next morning when you wake up there’s a moment where you think it may have all been a vivid dream, that is until you feel the strong arm wrapped around your body - pulling your back against Frank’s chest as he snores softly against your hair.

 It’s four days before anyone else finds out, you’re both enjoying the secrecy of stolen kisses and lingering stares but eventually Frank’s had enough of coaxing you into the closet space at the back of the bus for a moment of your time.

 “Oh man, I can’t fuck with this shit any more-..” Frank bursts one day as you’re all watching Hitchcock movies on the bus, you’ve been shooting him sly smirks across the room and biting your lip for the last hour - quite enjoying how crazy it’s driving him.

 Everyone turns to look at him, frowning at the sudden explosion in an otherwise silent bus

 “Y/N and I are dating, there - I said it-..” he sighs, throwing his hands up and getting to his feet “..-now if anybody wants us we’ll be in my bunk, so think very carefully before you pull back the curtain”

 “Frank!” You gasp out a laugh as he tugs your hand and leads you to the back of the bus

 The last thing you hear from the group is John’s smug tone as Nick hands him cash “Told you they were fucking”