Nice To Meet You Again. Chapter 44!
Luckily, there is no practice on this Saturday, and Eddie has no work. Frank keeps rambling and rambling to Julie, excitement clear in his words and expressions.
“You really like him, huh Franky?”
Frank, surprisingly, does not snap back with denial. Instead, he goes quiet, holding his hands to his chest. “Heh… I do. I really do.”
“When are ya gonna ask him out? The flowers are talkin’, yaknow!”
Frank rolls his eyes, scowling at his garden with suspicion. “I’m— I-“
“Have you seen the way he looks at you?!” Frank raises his eyebrows. “He looks at you with eyes as big as saucepans!” Frank’s face burns, eyes widening.
“Ooooo, Frank’s in love~~!”
Frank places his finger over his mouth. “ Hush!! Do you want the entire neighborhood to hear?!” Julie giggles, covering her mouth. “Yeah!”
Frank groans, shifting his hand from a lifted finger to a flat hand and facepalming, slowly dragging his hand down his face. “Oh, Julie. He’s already coming over tonigh-“ Frank gasps, cupping his hand over his mouth. Julie stares at him in shock before she squeals and begins flapping her hands, a wide grin crossing her face. She leaps forward, wrapping her arms around Frank and cheering gleefully, lifting him up and spinning around.
Meanwhile, the mailman is spending time with the mother of the neighborhood, Poppy Partridge. Sipping her tea, Poppy hums thoughtfully. “You seem distracted, dear. Is something on your mind?”
Eddie glances up from his teacup, letting his stirring motion come to a stop as he smiles softly. “Someone, more like it.”
Poppy raises her eyebrow, leaning forwards slightly with a curious smile on her beak. “Oh? And who may that be?”
Eddie’s smile grows as his cheeks warm. “Frank…” “And what about him?”
Eddie sets his spoon down, sipping his tea before he places the cup down on the little plate in front of him.
“I’m goin’ over tonight at eight!”
Poppy squawks in surprise, eyes widening as her feathers lower. “Oh, that’s wonderful news!! I noticed you two were getting closer!” Poppy says, laughing softly as Eddie covers his face, a sense of calm washing over her for the first time in a while.
Hours fly by, somehow so fast and so slowly at the same time, with the Sun setting and sending the neighborhood into a warm, calm darkness. Soft footsteps can be heard approaching the bookworm’s door, followed by a few gentle but firm knocks.
Frank walks over to his door, nerves causing him to adjust his bowtie more than necessary before he finally opens the door and, without thinking about it, smooths his hair out as he greets Eddie with a smile that stops the mailman’s heart for a beat.
“I grabbed some snacks and tea for us, so come on inside and sit down.”
Smiling warmly, Eddie steps inside with a “Thank ya kindly,” closing the door behind himself as Frank walks into the kitchen.
A few moments later, Frank walks into the living room, holding a tray with two steaming, florally patterned teacups and a plate of pastries. He sets them down, sitting next to Eddie and starting a pleasant conversation as the two lift their tea.
About forty-five minutes later, jokes begin getting tossed, silly ones at first, soon growing into actually humorous jokes.
At one point, Frank cracks a particularly funny joke, causing Eddie to choke on his tea and send it flying against his face and shirt. After a lot of coughing on Eddie’s end and frantic searches for a towel on Frank’s end, Eddie finally manages to process what just happened.
“Oh- oh my stars I am so sorry.”
“It’s okay, dear, oh my— are you okay?”
“I’m- I’m alright- I- I should go.”
Despite the clear night, Frank offers Eddie the chance to stay. “Oh I couldn’t possibly send you out so late. Please, stay here tonight. Especially after what happened.”
“Are- are ya sure, Frank? I wouldn’t wanna intrude an’ I already spilled yer tea all over the place..”
Frank snickers softly, running his fingers along Eddie’s shoulder, resting them there. “I assure you, dear, you are not intruding. I’m sure I have something you could wear.”
He runs his hand over, loosely resting his fingers against Eddie’s chest, coincidentally against his tie. “It’s quite cold out there, no?”
Eddie’s heart leaps to his throat at the touch, and begins beating even faster at the sight of Frank’s gaze.
“Al-alrighty then- I sup-suppose that’s alrigh-alright with me!” Eddie smiles nervously, resting his hand atop Frank’s.
Frank actually did have some spare clothing that Sally had given him; luckily, they were almost Eddie’s size. Just a tad too big.
After changing his clothes and falling back into a comfortable routine, the hours fly by, and soon, he helps Frank get everything ready for bed.
Frank hands him a spare blanket and pillow that he found in the closet, triple checking to make sure that he’ll be okay downstairs.
“I’ll be alright, thank ya.”
“More positive than Julie herself.”
Frank laughs at this, finally giving in, shutting the light off and walking over.
“Goodnight Eddie Dear.” Frank leans down, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s forehead before swiftly turning around and walking up the stairs to his room.
Frank shuts the door behind himself, blinking once, then twice, before his head whirs around rapidly and his cheeks burn.
He just kissed Eddie Dear goodnight.
Eddie, sitting on the couch, blanket on his lap, blinks and stares off at the staircase for a second before he slaps his hand over his mouth, flapping the other one excitedly.
Frank Frankly just kissed him goodnight.
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