I love the way you write for Frankie!! Can I request some KOG Frankie x Fem Reader romantic headcanons where the reader loves taking care of Frankie (kind of in a domestic/comforting way)??
The Reader his basically a housewife. Like a stay-at-home mom with no children. And I added Andi too, because why not?
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Frankie and Andi x soft fem Reader
Frankie
★ Chores aren’t Frankie's strong suit. She'll start something, get halfway through, then get distracted by something and forget what she was doing. But you? You have nothing but time. Picking up where she left off and then some.
★ She doesn't know this. But sometimes you slip spare change into her pocket. Leaving her five or ten P here and there. In case she needs it. You've been doing this for months now. Frankie still hasn't noticed.
★ Her "friends" could use a few stitches. Thankfully, you know how to sew. Carefully mending the handmaid dolls. You don't understand why she's so attached to them. Though it doesn't really matter. They're important to her. And that's what matters.
★ When she needs to relax, you hand her a cup of tea with honey in it. Franke doesn't like tea. But she drinks it anyway. Because you gave it to her. She never mentions it, afraid you’ll stop if she does.
Andi
★ You started packing her lunches, after realizing she didn't have the time to do it herself. Think soup in a thermos or homemade trail mix. Something simple that she can eat in between tasks. It seems small. But it means the world to Andi.
★ Andi is very easy to please. All it takes is a cup of coffee and a "How was your day?" When she's working late, you send her a text saying dinners on the stove. Giving her something to look forward to.
★ Not working isn't something most people can afford to do. If you stay at home, it's because you physically can't. For health issues or the side effects of medications. Still though, you feel bad for relying on Andi.
★ Watching her burn herself out to make rent hurts. How the bags under her eyes never seem to fade. 'The least you could do is make yourself useful.' That mean voice in your head whispers. So you fold the laundry. You prepare the meals. You keep the house nice. It's not much. But it's something.










