Fics like She Sings in the Morning

When he finds the courage to leave the comfort of her steam shrouded bathroom, he makes his way out to the living room. He stops in his tracks when he hears her, a fond smile etching onto his face. He’s careful to disguise his footsteps on the vinyl floor, not wanting her to stop. He was rapidly beginning to realize he could listen to her sing forever. She flits around the kitchen, alternating between humming and singing along to whatever music played in her ear, and all Frank can do is watch. “Oh!” She says with a jolt when she finally notices him, “Frank! How are you feeling? I made spaghetti…spaghetti’s okay, right?” “Yeah.” He nodded, “Yeah, spaghetti’s okay.” She shuffles out of the kitchen a few moments later with two bowls in tow, “We can sit at the table, the couch…whatever you’re most comfortable with. If you want we can put something on the TV, that’s what Becca usually likes to do…” “I like when you sing.” He can’t stop the words from coming, and he doesn’t regret them one bit when he watches her face change shades if only slightly. “Oh.”

Fics like She Sings in the Morning

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