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Some dress experiments hm

The Pitt, Mel King/Frank Langdon, 9k, Part 2/3, Regency/Persuasion-inspired AU. A @kingdonwishlist fic for @musing-and-music & @stalactice.

“It is very bad of me,” she said, flushing, “but sometimes I purposefully make myself…unappealing to potential suitors, at least the ones I know I could not be happy with.” 

“Do you?” 

That explained the behaviors he saw of her throughout the Season, how she would shrink into herself around some while acting poised around others. 

“I know I am not an Incomparable, so perhaps driving men away isn’t the smart thing to do, but I do not want them.” This was said with an adorable little pout, but he couldn’t be distracted by it.  

Langdon licked his lips, feeling a bit breathless; he decided to match her boldness with his own. 

“And what of the men you do want?” 

mel and frank.

History Nerds who are also soulmates

guilty by association

mel king x frank langdon | 5.2k | mature | missing scene from teenage dirtbags

“Hi Dr. King,” Frank says politely. “I sent Mel and Becca out for a walk, but I brought lunch up for you.”  She lowers the book, looking at Frank over the top of her glasses.  He never told Mel the horror stories from some of the Phi Sig brothers about how terrifying Dr. Ruth King was to have as a professor. Under her colorful, hippie-light aesthetic, her grading rubric was legendary in the English department for its stridency, and she was known to send students out of class for various infractions like being caught on their phones during lecture or sneaking snacks out of their backpacks.  She holds his gaze for a moment, appraising him, the bowl in his left hand, can of soda in the other, and then smiles.  “You’re living in my house watching me die, Frank,” she says bluntly. “I think you can call me Ruth.”