That Day in the Park
Pairing: Frankie Morales x F!Reader. Other Characters: Santiago “Pope” García, Will Miller, Benny Miller, Isabella Morales, Mollie, Hannah and Elena (OFC’s), Dalton (OMC mentioned)
Word Count: 6521
Warnings: Mutual Pining, mention of alcohol consumption, minor playground injury, medical issue in reader’s family, unwanted attention from co-worker (not involving the reader), angst due to misunderstanding but FLUFFFFFY ending because I must live up to my name ;)
Summary: You work as a receptionist for United Auto Shop, where Frankie Morales is one of the mechanics. Your friends encourage you to get a little closer to Frankie by asking him out, and his friends are telling him the same. By chance, you meet Frankie and his daughter, Isabella, at the park one Saturday afternoon. Could this be the start of something more than friendship?
A/N: This is my first time writing for this character, but I may write more for him or Pedro’s other characters in the future. Enjoy!
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“United Auto Shop, how may I help you?” you answered.
The person on the other end asked about making an appointment to have his vehicle examined. He gave you the year, make, model and other pertinent details about his car, which you jotted down on the legal pad next to your coffee.
“Our schedule is full for today, but we are open until noon tomorrow if you’d like to bring it in at that time. Otherwise, it will be Monday before one of our specialists can take a look,” you explained as you reviewed the shop calendar. “Let me see….oh, I have a slot open on Monday, 11:00 a.m., if that works for you.”
While you waited for the customer to check his schedule, one of the mechanics, Francisco (aka Frankie) Morales emerged from the garage. He was wiping his hands on a red shop towel when he approached your desk. He leaned over the edge to see what you were writing. You looked up and playfully pushed his head back with two fingers, causing him to chuckle.
“Perfect! Let me get your name and number and you’ll be all set!” you beamed as you wrote down the information. “Thank you, sir, and we’ll see you on Monday at 11:00 a.m.,” you confirmed. After hanging up the phone, you grinned at the man in front of you. “What’s up, Frankie?”