It was afternoon, a warm sun perfect for walking in a park or walking around the city.

Frank got tense on days like this, because everything seemed too perfect to be true. He always expected the worst when he felt happy, it was as if he wasn't used to good, calm and peaceful days.

When you fell to the ground, Frank's first reaction was to try to catch you. After that, he was extremely frustrated seeing your little pained face, which was adorable, but made him frustrated and anxious because he was supposed to protect you.

"Goddamnit." He starts cursing under his breath as he kneels next to you and checks your legs as if you were a child. His big hands touch your knee, carefully as if he's afraid of breaking you.