Under Dads Care (SFW INTERACTIONS ONLY!DNI IF YOU HAVE NSFW IN YOUR BLOG.)
A Frank Castle X Platonic!Regressor reader,Matt Murdock is also in this,this also leans more into general comic frank rather than live action adaptions,mostly since itās easier for me to write.
In a nutshell:Frank and Matt cookout during the summer on a very rare occasion they donāt have anything to do,and frank takes care of you,Frank has a father/kid kind of dynamic with you.ā¤ļøāš©¹
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The buzzing hymn of cicadas filled your ears,Rays of Sunlight creeping its way through the tinted glass of the vans windows."kid?"limbs heavy,eyes fluttering,you burrowed your face into the closest thing near you,scent of sulfur an smoke filling your nose,franks jacket."Kid."a soft squeak emitted from your throat as the warmth of franks hand rested on your shoulder,you hadnāt even noticed heād been calling you."been trying to wake you up for 10 minutes nowā¦"he unbuckled your seatbelt,a soft sleepy sound leaving your mouth."Get your backpack,mānot carrying it in for you,wonāt have a hand free for it."he grumbled,stepping out of the van,his keys jingling as they get shoved into his Jean pocket.your boots thud against the concrete as you get out of the passenger seat,fingers curling to grip the strap of your backpack.frank paused,the six pack of root beer in his hand,suspicion and worry gnawing at him,you looked lost,and thereās only one situation where that happens."You okay?ā¦"he asked,you just nodded,still a little spaced out,nervous.he set down the six pack,motioning for you to come over as a sigh left his lips."youāre slipping,huh kiddo?ā¦"you shook your head,trying to deny it,it was supposed to be a relaxed day,which is incredibly rare for frank,you didnāt wanna ruin it by needing him to take care of you,but unbeknownst to you,it doesnāt bother him.on a day like this,it actually reminds him of better days from the past,back when he used to take care of Lisa and frank Jr.he gently takes your backpack from you,slipping it over his shoulder."Tesoro Please,you know ignoring it only hurts you,just let me help."he murmured,(tesoro means my treasure in Italian,and canonically,frank does know Italian fluently in atleast one comic iteration due to his parents having that as their spoken language.)you whimpered,tears prickling at the corners of your eyes.even after all this time,you still arenāt used to frank genuinely caring for you like this,you get so scared sometimes that one day,he wonāt be here anymore,but even if that day should come,he has people who he trusts to care for you like he does,Matt being one of them."Shh,shhh,come on now,youāre just fussy kiddo,itās okay."ugh,no hands free be damned,heāll still offer his wrist for you to hold,and you do.the house doors unlocked already,as you step foot into the house,you shuffle behind frank,and he stops moving for a moment."bud,no,in the front,i donāt need you getting hit by either my bag or yours,okay?"you shift back to the front of him,Matt peaks his head around the corner,a soft smile on his face."Hey,so you did decide to show up-oh!"Frank snickers,setting the six pack of root beer on the coffee table,shrugging his and your bags onto the couch(frank uses a duffel bag,you use a backpack,forgive me for these notes by the way,itās been a super long time since Iāve written anything besides headcanons,but Iām happy to be back. : D )"didnāt expect both of us,did you?"matt sighs."well if somebodyās Elephant level footsteps didnāt cover up everyone elseās,maybe I would of heard both of you."frank squints,slightly offended by Mattās description,but he knows itās true,itās his god damn boots,theyāre steel toe,heavy."yeah,yeah,did you start the food yet or did you want me to?"he asked,setting his jacket on the couch,Matt shrugged."No,I can though,just wanted to wait for you two to actually be here just in case for some reason you couldnāt make it,didnāt wanna waste the food."Frank nods in response."outside time?"he looks at Matt,rummaging through his bag."yeah,take your time,Iāll go get the food started."Matt hums,heading out to the backyard.you fidgeted with your coat sleeves,frank softly tapped your shoulder."itās hot out,shouldnāt be wearing that many layers,itās not fun getting heat exhaustion you know."he hums softly,pulling some stuff out from his bag,theres bug repellent for later at night so neither of you get bit by mosquitos,sunscreen,sunglasses,squirt guns-wait,squirt guns?"papĆ”,when did you get dat?"you asked softly,he
Grinned,he was prepared for you to regress in all honesty,so he packed some things you werenāt aware of."oh you know,few days back when I ran some errands,took my stuff to the laundromat,somewhere around there."he shrugged,they werenāt big,just small pistol squirt guns,but it was perfect,one was green,another was orange,and the last one was red,your initial was in sharpie on the orange one,while franks was on the green and Mattās was on the red."you know if you wanna use it you gotta get properly dressed for outside right?"you frowned."but I didnāt bring more clothesā¦"frank searched through his bag,pulling out a outfit better suited for the summer,and for a regressor."thatās what papĆ”ās are for,kiddo,go on and get dressed,bathrooms down the hall,when your done come back to me so I can put sunscreen on you,last thing we need is you getting burnt like a roasted chicken."you giggled,picking up the outfit before heading down the hall to change."okay!" A few minutes later,you came back,seems like frank got his sunscreen on while you were changing.he nodded,picking the bottle back up again."alright,cāmere."you fidget with franks watch while he puts sunscreen on you before putting the bottle back into his bag.you tugged on his shirt sleeve."papĆ”?can I go outside now?"he hummed,nodding."yeah,just take some sunglasses,kid,itās bright out."you picked up one of the pairs of sunglasses,heading outside to go see Matt.as frank turned to go grab his own sunglasses,he paused,staring at the only pair left,they were heart shaped ones,the lenses tinted pink with the rims white."Ah,shitā¦"he mumbled,you took his,granted heās not suprised,you always like having something of his with you,it makes you feel more safe."things donāt ever really change,huh?ā¦"he mutters,he can remember a decade ago Lisa did the same thing,seems even when heās just taking care of a friend,the past still repeats itself in little ways.he hooks the sunglasses onto his t-shirts neckline before heading outside.outside,you were happily babbling to Matt about dinosaurs,and Matt was occasionally providing some facts about them to you while simultaneously grilling some hotdogs and burgers.frank set down a small throw blanket on the porch near his and Mattās lawn chairs.Matt coos."wow,it hasnāt even been that long since Iāve seen you and you have sooo many stories!you must of had a lot of adventures lately."you keened happily,giggling,franks body slowly relaxed,you were safe here with them,you were genuinely happy,and you were babbling!thats a good thing!you used to be so scared to regress in front of them.matt grinned,playfully poking your nose."did papĆ” give you grape juice or something?Iāve never seen you so energetic."frank scoffed,rolling his eyes."are you mad?im not trying to end both of our lives by sugar rush."Matt snorts."oh but youāll give him cranberry juice."Frank shrugs,throwing his hands up slightly."in my defense,I have no idea what they put in grape juice but that shit is the devils secret stash,okay?apple juice,cranberry juice,none of those have that effect on people,but give somebody grape juice?instant sugar high,i donāt know what the hell is in that stuff."Matt hums."if itās not just plain juice could be something like artificial flavoring that causes it,possibly."Frank hums."might be right on that."a few moments later,you pull the trigger on the squirt gun,sending a small spray of water straight onto franks face,he blinks,slowly turning his eyes to you."so thatās what weāre doing today,hm?"you giggled."you canāt get me!"Frank sighs,standing up,though the cracking noise that came from both his knees is a bit loud,Matt winces."good lord,frank-"frank snickers."yeah,thats what years of more physical temporary jobs will get you."you spray him with the squirt gun again,giggling as you run away,frank mumbles."little gremlin."it doesnāt take long before he catches up to you,landing a spray of water from his own squirt gun straight against your shoulder,you laugh,squeaking happily and spraying him back,it hits him directly in the face,even more specifically,
His nose,he coughs,tripping over one of the plastic chairs in the backyard,you spray him again,giggling like the lil gremlin you are,frank holds his hand in front of his face in a poor attempt to get a break from the sprays of water."Red!a little hel-oh for gods sakes!now?!out of all times?!"matt froze,half a burger in his mouth,he chewed slowly,a muffled "sorry" leaving his mouth before swallowing,you blinked,your squirt gun was out of water,frank wiped his face off with his shirt."Christ,least i donāt gotta worry about you hesitating on defending yourself."Matt hums."I can do you both better,I meanā¦those are just so small,you know?not a lot of waterā¦"frank squints."i donāt like where this is going,and I do NOT like how fast you finished your food to do it-"Matt grins before quickly spraying both of you with the garden hose,you shriek,and frank roars."MATTHEW MICHAEL MURDOCK!"matt snorted."Aw,does the big bad punisher hate being wet?"frank growled."Iāll show you wet-"Frank wrestled the hose from Mattās hands,spraying him right in the face,Matt shivered,coughing."ALRIGHT ALRIGHT,point taken!"frank turned off the hose,you blinked,everybody was soaked from head to toe and it wasnāt even dinner yet.Matt blinks."Iāllā¦Iāll go get some towels."Frank let the hose fall onto the porch with an audible thunk,grumbling"you better."a few moments later,franks got one of your towels wrapped around you,snug as a bug in a rug.his own is around his shoulders,Mattās is the same while heās plating the food."frank kisses your head,letting you sit in his lap comfortably,granted theres no room for that on the lawn chair so heās on the throw blanket on the porch but heās alright with it.matt hands you both your plates,Matt sits on the lawn chair,yawning."feels like itās already midnight and weāre not even close."Frank nods,humming softly."yeah i get that,itās probably just cause weāve been outside for a few hours,some fresh air and messing around will do that to you."frank doesnāt even ask before he gently takes your plate from you,cutting up your hot dog in fourās,he also may or may not have given you almost half of his burger on your plate,but it makes sense,he worries sometimes when you donāt eat when youāre little,it means youāre nervous or dealing with a lot of intense emotions.he hands your plate back to you,ruffling your hair."Itās nice out though,rarely get a good breeze during the summer,itās awful."Matt hums."yeah,canāt imagine how it is especially during missions for you,youāre always in dark clothes,thats gotta suck."frank hums."sometimes,kinda used to it though,yāknow?"matt hums in response,nodding quietly,meanwhile,you were leaning against frank,contently eating your food.frank wraps his arms around you,he can tell youāre sleepy too,but heāll take care of all that after youāre done eating,frank finished his food a while ago.a few minutes later,you finished your food,you yawned,resting your head on franks shoulder."mmā¦.we go home soon?ā¦"Frank nods."yeah,should be anyway,about an hour drive and I gotta pick some stuff up tommorow ān see my informants,what about you,red?"matt shrugs."im free for a week but thatās about it,and thatās not counting vigilante business either,unfortunately."Frank hums in response."alright then,well I know Iāll be seeing you soon,probably gonna have to work together at some point since our targets keep crossing."he grumbles."you gonna say bye to Matt,bambino?"(bambino means child in Italian,specifically,a male child,however,theres no actual gender neutral wording for kid or child in Italian,the way youād do it is you default to the masculine term if you want it to remain neutral OR refer to multiple people,so this whole fic remains gender neutral thankfully. : D )you wave sleepily,hugging Matt softly."night night,mattyā¦"Matt coos."night kiddo,sleep well."Frank picks you up,carrying you to the van in the driveway and settling you into the passengers seat.
Quietly,frank filled your sippycup with water while you changed into your pajamas,you walked into the kitchen,fuzzy penguin socks,his-wait his joggers?and his hoodie?"baby,are you sure you wanna wear those pants?they donāt even fit you."you nod,he coos."atleast tie the string,hold onā¦"he hands you your sippycup and gently pulls the drawstring till the waistband comfortably fit you,he then tied the drawstring in a simple knot.frank picked you up,carrying you into his room and settling you into your bed,pulling your blankets over you to tuck you in,your stuffie included.(the way I headcanon frank having his room set up for his regressor is your mattress is against the wall directly on the floor,while his is in front of yours and on a actual frame,this way,if anyone broke into the apartment and walked through the bedroom door,frank could get to them before they could get to you,or at the very least you could get away somewhere safe.)you nuzzle your face into your stuffie,softly sucking on your paci,it didnāt take long before you fell asleep,under your papĆ”ās care.
