Being considered "old fashioned" was something that Frank was very proud of. He made it his mission to open doors for her, bring her flowers, and use manners. He did it because he cared, even if he struggled to show it all of the time. And, because he knew that she deserved his respect.
He never passed up on an opportunity to make her smile, either. He knew her favorite *everything*. Her favorite chocolate, favorite movie, favorite flower, favorite kind of soda, all of it. Seeing the way she smiled when he brought her her favorite candy after a long day made it all worth everything.
Frank knocked on the door to her apartment, a bouquet of her favorite flowers in one of his hands. It only took a minute for her to answer the door, a smile lighting up her face as soon as she spotted Frank. He couldn't help the way that his heart skipped a beat as he saw her smile. Making her happy made him happy, plain and simple.
"Picked these up on my way over," Frank said, a small smile tugging at his lips. He held them out, offering them to her. "They had your favorite." And then he shrugged, trying to play it off just a little bit.
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