"There you go, darling." He says calmly as he finished putting some pictures you asked him in the wall, the frames hanging by the nail.

"Looks pretty." He admitted as he wrapped a arm around your waist.

You moved with Frankie for a few months now. And his house were quite charming, dating him had more benefits than what you could belive, private shows in your garage, having a little peak always when they had idea for new songs, and plus, the fact Frankie would learn every song in the guitar you asked him to.

"I thinking in do more tattoos.." he adds calmly as he sat down his bed, bringing you up to his lap, admiring the new pictures in the wall. "Maybe you can draw the next tattoo will get." He said with a charming smile.

"You always can ask me to do those okay?" He mumbled, referring to the manual things you asked him. as he filled the side of your cheek with kisses until your neck. And you know what that means. It means he's sorry, is his way to apologize to having time for you only in the weekends.