He took less than twenty minutes to fix it.
"Done." He announced, setting her tool box on the table, "do not use this number unless you're almost dying. I mean it."
Frank sighed. He was waiting for invasors or a creep on her yard, not... This. He had half a mind to tell her he was not her fixer, but that was a lot of energy and he's been running on almost nothing lately.
"Next time I want a picture of yer 'emergency'." He growled back at-
-her, but annoyed as he might be, his brain was already thinking about wjat could possibly have done this. He grabbed the tools and turned off the water valve.
The problem was very simple. Apparently, she had been putting some strain on the sink faucet and it loosened the pipe.
@DexNo_DexYes -something there. Somethinsoft and yearning to reach for Dex and shower him with the only support he new how to give. A practical one.
And what he didn't know how to name sat heavy on his heart, calling him. As if knew that Frank was only ever and peace if Dex was safe.
@DexNo_DexYes -stove. It was clean floors and repaired equipment. Or the damn braces he stitched by hand and countless hours he spent searching for ways to make tomorrow hurt a little less than today.
Frank wouldn't call it love or care, for him it was just problem solving. But there was-