Summary: It’s Matt’s birthday, and you and Frank make sure the day is extra special for him.
(Warnings: this is the fluffiest of all fluff pieces i’ve ever written, someone better be writing matt a healthy and happy relationship in dd born again!!!!!!!, i will RIOT if he has to be a sad boy for three seasons again!!!!)
A/N: Do y'all realize how hard it is to find pictures of frank where he’s both smiling and not bruised up all over his face??? Nearly impossible!!! Anyways, I have no idea what those braille cookies say in the pictures, so I hope it’s not something insane or rude lol enjoy this short ficlet!
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“Did you get it?”
Frank’s excitement overwhelmed his ability to say hello, apparently. You scoffed, shoving the box into Frank’s hands before pulling your gloves, hat, and scarf off. It was unreasonably chilly for October in New York City, and you were already tired of the cold weather.
“Of course, I got it,” you grumbled, pretending the adoring expression on Frank’s face wasn’t thawing your icy mood rather quickly.
“And you checked the translation, right? It’s accurate?” He opened the lid, checking the contents of the box.
“Yeah,” you replied, shrugging your coat off, “It’s accurate. I checked it myself before they added the final touches.”
“It looks great.” Frank nodded, briefly meeting your gaze before turning back toward the brownies. “Do you think he’ll like it?”
You stepped into Frank’s arms, snuggling into his warmth. His chin found its home on the top of your head as you closed your eyes and breathed in his scent.
“I think he’ll love it.” You murmured, glancing toward the clock on the wall. “He’ll be home any minute now.”
Sure enough, the familiar scuff of Matt’s shoes on the floor announced his arrival ten minutes later, and you and Frank struggled to act casual when he stepped into the kitchen.
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