You Can Run Away With Me Anytime You Want

Frank was more gentle and... real that day. There was no sarcasm in his voice, and he was more touchy, but in a soft, affectionate way.
"You OK, baby?" He asked when we got to the cafeteria.
"Yeah. Spanish was totally suckish, but, you know" I shrugged. I liked this new Frank.
"I just had English. We had to read the whole of Romeo and Juliet. It would have been OK, but I've read it so many times, its boring now. I started drawing a dinosaur eating Shakespeare and Miss King gave me detention" Frank sighed, taking the seat next to me, and he stroked my leg softly.
"Detention? When?" I asked, suddenly terrified of facing an afternoon alone.
"I'm not going to it, Gee" Frank giggled, his soft green eyes melting.
"What a badass my Frankie is" I smirked.
I heard my words, and was shocked by them. It felt so natural to say Frankie. I hadn't meant to say it, but i was glad I did.
"Frankie. I like it" Frank grinned, his cheeks turning a soft pink.
"Me too" I smiled.