«As good as it gets» by FIZZ is so melfrank.
She’s been trying her hardest to seduce him since he got his one year sober chip. He tried to downplay it, but his mom flew out to Pittsburgh for the occasion and treated him and his closest friends to dinner.
Up until that point, Mel had doubted her own role in Frank’s life — sure he was a huge part of hers, had been ever since she and Becca ran into him and his kids at the zoo about 6 months ago — thinking herself a work friend or casual buddy at best. Then Garcia stopped her Subaru right in front of them and shouted “get in loser, your mom’s treating us dinner!”
He’d laughed and jumped into the back seat. The door left open behind him as he tried to arrange his long legs in the space behind Cassie. Mel hesitated on the curb, slowly turning to the bus stop before Frank had untangled himself from his seat enough to lean back over the seat behind Garcia and look at Mel through the door.
At the dinner he’d pulled out the chair next to him and presented her to his mother with the same energy and enthusiasm he showed the patients any time there was a task that required attention to details. Like a thousand pieces of gravel.
That night she’d gone to bed and weighed everything she knew about her relationship with frank and frank as a person. And she came to the conclusion that 1) she mattered to him. 2) she was a big enough part of his life that his SoberSponsorSharon (he referred to her as triple S a lot) knew her and asked about her sister’s wellbeing. So he talked to people about her to others. 3) his mom seemed excited to meet her too.
And most importantly, the heat and excitement she felt every time they touched or their eye contact lingered or he laughed at her jokes. That feeling was deep. And it might be mutual.
So, being a woman of science, she tries out a few things.
She tried out having her hair in a claw clip for work. Her hair is very straight and smooth so it would fall out in soft tendrils around her face all day, and she constantly had to take it out and twist her hair back up. He’d looked at her a little intently the first time it happened, had almost pushed a tendril behind her ear around lunchtime, but stopped himself, hand showering for a second. Then he’d handed her a hair tie the fifth time she’d messed with the claw clip.
She tried other things. Prolonged physical contact whenever applicable. Even when it wasn’t something she usually did with, well, anyone.
He was not biting really. Except to small concrete things. Like the weekend after his soberversary where he had the kids and took them and Mel and Becca to get Ice cream and Mel’s melted over her hand and she licked it up as quick as possible before it got to her sleeve because that is a sensory nightmare. And caught him staring at her mouth with slightly hooded eyes and slack jaw. And that time she wasn’t even trying! His kids were there for fuck’s sake!
However she started employing her tongue as much as possible. She even took a chupachup for herself when settling a fuzzy child in the ER, partly to convey that it was safe to eat it, and bc she knew Frank would have a reaction.
/tongue out, oh I know you like that/how’s that for you? Any feedback?/
And she’s doing her best. Flimsy excuses to dress up. Reasons to ask him for help, when she found out he likes being needed. She did everything short of pulling out porn dialogue when she got him to help her with her leaky faucet (unscrewing the bolt right before he came over because she didn’t actually have a leaky faucet, and knew how to fix it herself actually, then hiding the tools that were the reason she asked him to for help anyway)
Come summer she might bust the AC if only to be able to open the door in a bikini top and short shorts. But if this lasts into the summer she might have to admit defeat.
Frank is still keeping a respectful distance and never crossing the line between platonic and Mel is clawing her way outta her skin because she wants him so bad and it’s been months by this point. The most she’s getting is a pat on the shoulder, a high five, a blink-and-you-miss-it brush of his hand on her lower back when he’s passing her in a crowded trauma room.
/I should be so lucky/if you'd only fuck me/Is this as good as it gets?/
In a last ditch effort to spell it out to him, she starts sending him songs from her most sexy/seductive playlists. Not even telling him this is about his music education, no, she’s past excuses.
She just sends them to him. One or two a day. And he never mentions it.
By the second week of this she has concluded that he doesn’t want to listen to the songs she is sending him and is so close to giving up. They are coming up on the 1 year anniversary of her running into him at the zoo and starting their friendship and she sets that as her deadline for trying to seduce him before accepting the friendzone and moving on. Refusing to be stuck in this limbo forever.
/You told me I was one in a million/I send you songs and you don't even listen/Said this time would be different/Is this as good as it gets?/Oh, yeah!/
Meanwhile Frank counts down the days until his divorce is official and he can ask Mel out on a date, hoping he is reading the songs right, but afraid he isn’t, so he won’t mention it until he is finally officially free and single and won’t be bringing another piece of luggage to the relationship.
(Frank listens to the playlist of horny/romantic songs Mel sent him over the past week while jerking off, her claw clip painfully clutched in his hand after he stole it so she would stop driving him to distraction at work. He might not have realised she’s actively trying to seduce him, but she got him hook, line and sinker.)
((The divorce is final one week and a year after he and Mel met at the Zoo and she changed his life. No he doesn’t notice her stopping the seduction for that week bc he finds everything about her sexy and alluring))
ive been listening to this song all the time since you sent this ask and i realized i literally never answered it LMAO
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