I'm having so many feels right now after the last episode (yes, yes I got up-to-date with the show). Despite the fact that I had so many exams this week and so much homework, I still managed to obsess over the show and watch the 3 episodes of season 2. And man, Frank and Laurel in 2x03 gave me feels. I'm just really hoping Laurel will stay by him even when she *spoiler if you're not up to date* finds out what he did to Lila (and I truly hope there's more to Frank's story with that).. but I can't help but ship them :( I was squealing the whole way when Laurel was trying to get to know him AND ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE OFFICIALLY ADMITTED TO BONNIE THAT SHE LIKES FRANK AND WANTS TO GET TO KNOW HIM. It's so cute how Laurel's so interested in trying to get to know him now. She really doesn't want him to feel like a Gigolo, hmm? Anyways, sorry for this irrelevant thing I just wrote..
CHAPTER 2
Frank's manly hands grabbed the hem of Laurel's tank top and started to pull it off, smirking up at her as he did so. Their desire-filled eyes locked for a moment before he lifted the tank top up and off of her completely, and then tossed it to the floor. He pushed Laurel down on his bed so that he was on top of her, and started his tongue off on her neck, and ran it down her body- between her breasts, and finally her stomach. He stroked her stomach with his fingers, feeling the way she was breathing so heavily from his touch.
The very steamy moment they were having was once again cut off by the sound of Laurel's phone ringing. The annoying ringtone finally stopped when she shifted over on the bed to reach for her phone. And of course, it was Kan that was calling her. Frank sighed loudly to express how bored he was while she was on the phone. She glared at him sternly, trying to ensure that he wouldn't be heard by Kan through the phone.
"Laurel, please tell me you're free tonight. It's a Friday night. You can't possibly have exams tomorrow."
She scratched her head, not knowing what to say. It was true, she didn't have exams the next day, but that didn't mean she wouldn't have any of Annalise's cases to work on. Unfortunately, the one time she wished she had a case she could say she was working on, she didn't have one. Now, she could always lie to Kan, since she was no stranger to that. She wasn't prepared to go hang out with Kan that night at all. She was beyond perfectly fine right where she was with Frank.
"This case Annalise assigned me is really important, and I know I've been busy all week, but you'll have to try and understand, this is like, the busiest I'll get. What about tomorrow? Are you free tomorrow?" she asked.
"Alright, I'm down for tomorrow. Bummed you can't make it tonight, though. I get it. Law school, I've been there. And on top of that, you've got an intense boss. I barely even know the woman, but I can tell how intense she is. Good luck on your case."
"Thank you," she politely said. "See you tomorrow."
"Mhm, yeah. Bye."
She sighed when she ended the call and put the phone back on the bedside table. She turned back to face Frank, and gave him that seductive look she couldn't help but have whenever she was around him.
"Where were we?" she asked.
Frank folded his arms.
"Well, we were about to have some fun, but now, you're leaving," he ordered, getting off the bed. He picked up her tank top from the floor, and tossed it back to her. She raised her eyebrows, shocked by what he was saying.
"Seriously?" she said, shocked.
"Yeah, seriously," he rolled his eyes. "Maybe you should run home to the legal aid boyfriend and stop screwing around with me."
Laurel was genuinely surprised. She raised her eyebrows, eyeing him and trying to find some hint of him not being serious. But it didn't feel like the way it did when he told her to get out of the car the other day because she got him to finish off so early. She knew he didn't really want her to leave that day, but this time, it felt different. He looked serious.
"Frank-" she began.
He cut her off, "No, I'm not kidding. I'm not going to be your gigolo for the rest of your life, so it's better if this ends now."
She slid the tank top back over her head, and then got off of his bed. She slid her heels on when she reached the door. He watched her with a brooding look on his face. She glanced at him one last time, but he didn't tell her to stay; he continued to wait for her to leave. She rolled her eyes at this, opened the door, and walked out. Neither of them were satisfied that night, to say the least.
Laurel didn't go to Kan's place that night. There was no way she could focus on Kan that night when Frank was on her mind like this. She kept trying to figure out what went wrong, and it was somewhat clear, but with Frank, she never knew. His mood completely changed after she got off the phone with Kan, and he called himself a gigolo, so it seemed to be 1) he was jealous that she was dating Kan, or 2) he was looking for more than just sex with her... or both. She smiled at the thought of Frank actually liking her.
The next day, unfortunately Annalise got a surprise new case, and there was no time to wait. The trial was coming up, and they had to find compelling evidence as soon as possible. The law wouldn't wait for the weekend to end, so of course, the students had to give up their Saturday-fun-time for some hardcore law work with Annalise.
But, she did ask to leave a little bit early so she could go spend time with Kan, but that wasn't exactly the case. After thoroughly thinking through all the possible outcomes for this situation, she realized that none of them ended well for Kan. He was a great guy, but she made a horrible mistake. It really was an "it's not you, it's me" situation. If she stayed with him, she was only hurting him more. The idea of continuing to date him while she was having a thing with somebody else was awful for her. She couldn't just be with Kan because he was a good guy.
So, she was going to break up with Kan, and she had the decency to do it in person.
"..so, in conclusion, Mr. Maxwell killed his wife out of rage when he found out she was having an affair with his his dear best friend Sean, and planted the evidence in his house, so it made it look like Sean killed Mr. Maxwell's wife out of rage because he was jealous that she wouldn't leave Mr. Maxwell for him."
"Very good theory, Mister Walsh, but that is completely just pure speculation. The jury will never accept your speculation against Mr. Maxwell," Annalise reminded. "So, our goal by the end of today is to find some concrete evidence, either supporting Connor's theory, or just anything that will solidly lead the jury to doubt Sean's involvement in the murder," Annalise explained. "I'll be back to see what you've found later. I am going to go question Sean myself."
Laurel sighed when Annalise left the room, and picked up the case file to study it more. She believed in Connor's theory- it made perfect sense. Jealousy could have easily been a motive for Mr. Maxwell to kill his wife. The only hard part was finding evidence. It was so easy to come up with a million theories about who killed who, but the only thing stopping them from taking these theories to the court room was the fact that they had no way of showing their theories were true.
"Shouldn't you have already read the case?" Michaela asked, causing Laurel to roll her eyes.
"I did," she answered. "I'm re-reading it to see if I missed anything that could help prove Connor's theory."
Just then, Frank emerged in the room, holding a steaming cup of coffee in one of his hands. When Laurel heard the footsteps, she turned around. Her eyes locked with Frank's, and she immediately dropped the case file, got up from the couch, and walked up to him. The other students looked at her with confusion in their eyes.
"Frank, can I talk to you about the Sean case?" she asked, giving him a clear look in her eyes that said she didn't want to talk about the Sean case.
"Um, I think you should keep your questions for Annalise.. or go see Bonnie, she's in the other room," Frank advised.
She gave him another look.
"Fine," he gave in, and the two of them walked to Annalise's kitchen.
"What do you want?" Frank asked, raising his eyebrows. "I saw the way the rat packed looked at us when you came up to me. Are you trying to get our asses busted for something we're no longer doing?"
"No," Laurel responded, biting her lip. "Why are you suddenly mad at me? I thought we both were okay with what we were doing-"
"Of course you don't get it. I didn't tell you," he rolled his eyes. "The student of the month thing has gone on for too many months now. I should probably move on to my next student. Is Michaela still engaged to that Aiden guy? Do you think she'd want to be my next target?"
Normally, Laurel would have been offended that he was saying she was just another 'student of the month', but she knew this was all his way of being defensive. She had learned to read him pretty well, too. Throwing Michaela in there was just a way to try and hurt her because he was upset.
"Oh, really?" Laurel laughed, knowing it wasn't true. "You think I'm going to believe that I'm your 'student of the month', and now you're going to try and get with Michaela? These are obviously your attempts of pissing me off, and they're not working."
"What? You think you're something more to me than a hook-up?" he scoffed. "You wish."
She stepped closer to him. He was always the one doing the seducing.. the getting in her head. But this time, that wouldn't be the case.
"Go screw her. Go screw any girl you want, but I know you're not going to be able to forget about me just like that," she challenged, leaning closer to his ear. "I know you'll never admit it, but I mean more to you than just sex. You haven't kept me around only because you want to have sex with me, or you could have found another girl to do it with. There are plenty of sleazy girls that are crawling around bars, and you know damn well you could have gotten in their pants if you tried. But you won't try because I'm in your head."
Frank rolled his eyes.
"Don't make me tell Annalise you're slacking off from your work," he warned. "Get back to work, Miss Castillo."
She scoffed.
"Miss Castillo?"
"Yeah. Sean's case isn't going to solve itself, so I suggest you get back in there and help the rest of the rat pack get their work done."
Laurel rolled her eyes, storming back into the other room. Michaela looked up at her, although that was the last face she wanted to see- the student Frank claimed was next in his student sex conquest. She knew it wasn't true, and she knew it was all to hurt her because he was mad about Kan. And even though she knew it, it still hurt her anyway.
To her surprise, Michaela asked, "Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah," she stammered. "Why wouldn't I be okay?"
"I don't know. You look.. sad," Michaela responded, analyzing Laurel's face. "And I do know that Frank can be a bit of an asshole sometimes. It's hard to get any questions in there. He usually just makes us feel bad about ourselves."
"He's not that bad," she defended.
Michaela raised her eyebrows.
"You're defending him after whatever he just said to you that made you look this way?" Michaela questioned. "I'm thinking you're either screwing him or he scared the living hell out of you, because that's not normal."
"Oh, I'll bet my money that she's screwing him!" Connor exclaimed.
And just when she thought these people cared about her, they failed to impress her. Michaela's concern for her quickly turned into pestering her about what she was doing (in this case, defending Frank, which was a little more justifiable than usual, since he was a real dick to all the students sometimes).
Wes remained mute, as he usually did when they were all working together. It seemed that Asher and Connor were the ones to make the jokes, and occasionally Michaela joined in, as she was doing this time. Once again, Frank Delfino just had to come in and save her, didn't he? The bearded man entered the room where the Keating Five were working, and raised his eyebrows.
"Instead of making false accusations, why don't you rats do some real work?" Frank demanded, folding his arms. "I'm sure Annalise would be more than just pissed to find out she made a poor decision in picking the students to work for her."
That shut them up pretty well. Michaela, Connor, and Asher didn't even dare to look up into Frank's piercing eyes, but Laurel did. In fact, she stood up and backed him into the other room that they had just talked in. The rest of the Keating Five heard her get up, but they didn't question it. Frank had a way of making people afraid of him.
"I don't need you to save me," she snapped. "I am not poor little Laurel Castillo who needs Frank to help her make her way through Middleton. I got here all on my own, and I'm not working for Annalise just because you got me here. I don't owe you anything for this. And you don't have to protect me from my co-workers just because we had some horrible, sloppy sex."
"Like I care about you," he rolled his eyes. "I was saving my own ass. The last thing I need is for everyone to find out about that 'horrible, sloppy sex', which I'm sure is an exaggeration, because you wouldn't have been moaning like that if it was so horrible."
Laurel folded her arms.
"Stop," she demanded. "Leave me alone, okay? Go conquer your next student."
She couldn't believe she was ever going to break up with her amazing boyfriend for this misogynistic ass. Kan was way better than this d-bag. He probably never really wanted a relationship with her, anyway. That random jealousy was probably because he thought another guy was screwing her, too, and as the possessive, misogynistic guy he was, he probably believed all woman should be the submissive to one man. And of course, he probably thought she was supposed to be under his control. As if he'd want to date her... she could barely imagine being in a relationship with him!
So, the plan to break up with Kan was off. That would make her life a whole lot easier, anyways. She wouldn't have to deal with the riskiness of having this scandalous fling with Frank anymore, so she could focus on her school and stop avoiding Bonnie and Annalise. She could also stop lying to her co-workers about who she was seeing. She'd keep telling them that she was going out to see Kan, but instead sneak away to hook up with Frank. It was disgusting, now that she thought about it.
"You and I both know I'm not going to do that."
Laurel raised her eyebrows.
"Actually, I don't know anything. I mean, I thought I was more than just a student of the month to you, but clearly I'm not. You like when girls are in relationships with other people, don't you? It makes the chase more fun. You get to play a better game! So, Michaela will be a real challenge. Engaged girls are even more fun to mess with," Laurel rolled her eyes.
"Laurel," he breathed out, looking at her genuinely. "Laurel, come on.."
"No. Don't look at me like that!" she cried.
"Like what?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Like you actually care about how I feel," she told him, bringing her hand to her forehead. "I don't want to play these games with you any longer, Frank. You don't want to be treated like a gigolo, but then you don't even give me a chance."
And then he kissed her.
It wasn't sexual like it was usually, but rather chaste and intimate. His hands didn't fly right towards her ass, but instead cupped her cheeks gently. It was so soft and so gentle that it didn't even feel like Frank was kissing her.
"This is the part where you tell me you have a boyfriend-" he began.
But she didn't say it. She didn't have to. They both knew it. And now she was wondering if she was going to break up with Kan again. Just a minute ago, she was completely convinced Frank was that same misogynistic ass from the first day they met, but now she was back to that thought where she wanted to break up with Kan because of her feelings for him. She knew she had them now. It was official. From the way his lips had touched her, it was so clear to her. Every fiber of her being wanted him in a nonsexual way when he kissed her like that.
So, she did it again. That was how she cut him off, instead of telling him she had a boyfriend. She just kissed him again, her hands running through his slick hair. The feeling of his beard pricking her skin only made it better. She liked it.
Footsteps alarmed the two of them, and they pulled away from each other immediately.
"You are such an asshole!" Laurel yelled convincingly. "It was just a suggestion. Every time I have an idea for a case, you make me feel stupid about it!"
"Then stop trying to be that smartass girl from Brown!" he fired back.
Asher's eyebrows raised.
"Man, it is intense in here," he commented. "Frankster, I'm sorry to interrupt this yelling sesh, but we may have found some evidence that can prove Connor's theory about how Mr. Maxwell framed Sean for his wife's murder. You both should see this."
Both of them went to see the impressive developments in the Maxwell-Sean case, although it was a bit disappointing that their first real, intimate kiss had been cut off. Frank was somewhat thankful for Asher's intrusive appearance, since it saved him from having to discuss his feelings, which he was not in the mood to do. He knew Laurel had figured that it meant something to him, since the nature of it was so nonsexual, so obviously she was going to ask him about it. At least she couldn't do that with all her co-workers in the room, as well as since Kan was coming to pick her up for their date.
A knock on the door made Laurel realize that it was time. She was allowed to leave work now, and could have that enjoyable date with Kan that she was supposed to have! Unfortunately, her initial plan was to break up with him that night, but after that argument with Frank, she was about ready to stay with Kan. Of course, Frank complicated her life a million times more when he kissed her like that- he kissed her as if it meant something, and maybe it did, but she didn't want to break up with Kan just to find out that everything they were doing meant nothing to Frank.
"Legal aid boyfriend here?" Connor smirked.
Laurel just gave him a look before getting up from Annalise's couch and opening the door. She smiled when she saw Kan standing there, even though she knew he was coming. He hugged her briefly, and then leaned in to peck her lips. Frank watched closely from the corner of the room.
"Hey there," Kan greeted with a big grin on his face. "Man, I missed your lovely face. How are you?"
"I'm great," she answered, and pecked his lips again. "I'm really excited for tonight."
"Me too. We've seriously needed time together. All this law school stuff has been booking your schedule," he chuckled. "At least we're together tonight. You ready to go?"
"Mhm-" she answered, but then shook her head. "Just a minute. I left my jacket upstairs when I was talking to Annalise. Would you give me a sec?"
"Of course," Kan smiled.
Everyone was watching, of course. They always watched whenever there was something to take their focus off of the tedious work they had to do. Sometimes they loved their work, but other times, it got boring when they had so much of it to do.
"Hello," Kan greeted the others with a smile. "How's your case going?"
Michaela spoke up, "We made a breakthrough. Finally found some solid evidence to back up Connor's theory, so Annalise won't get pissed off that 'our lazy asses accomplished nothing in the entire day'." She laughed.
Kan grinned again.
"Yeah, I can see Annalise has been giving you guys crazy work to do. I can't believe she gave you guys a case to work on all night yesterday!" Kan cried.
Michaela furrowed her eyebrows.
"What?" she asked. "Yesterday was like the only free day we've had in forever. I was honestly surprised that she didn't have some random case for us to work on. I just spent my time studying for exams, because I knew it was the only time I was going to get. Did Laurel tell you that we had a big case yesterday?"
"Maybe I misheard.." Kan muttered, but he knew what he heard damn well. "Did you guys have a study group last night or something?"
Connor and Michaela glanced at each other for a moment, figuring out that Laurel must have lied about her whereabouts to her boyfriend.
"Wait, didn't she say that she was with Kan yesterday," Asher pointed out, finally figuring out like the other two. "I'm pretty sure she said that she was super excited to finally have a day off because she could spend the night with you. She turned down our study group last night to be with you-"
Frank smirked from the corner. He knew exactly why Laurel's relationship falling apart gave him pleasure. And just at that moment, she arrived at the top of the staircase with her jacket in hand. She smiled cluelessly, not knowing that Kan had been figuring her game out.
"I'm ready to go," she announced, not realizing that they wouldn't be having their perfect date night anymore.
"Laurel," he said sternly. "We need to talk."
She raised her eyebrows. Those words were never good.
