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Frank’s hurt, fatally. And he won’t let you help him. Frank Castle wasn’t one to accept help, even if he knew he needed it badly. And he also wasn’t one to accept help from the woman he was supposed to protect. After Frank recently moved into the Avengers Tower, he had fallen head over heels for y/n. Not dramatically, but… privately. Naturally, Frank was just a very rough person. He talked rough, though he had a quite dry sense of humor. He always walked like he was on a mission, and he was a big guy—very able-bodied and muscular. He was tuff—and tough, if you catch my drift. He was a very private and broody person. Very gruff. So when he fell for her, it wasn’t obvious. On the everyday, he was just Frank Castle—Punisher. He had fallen for her because… well, Frank couldn’t really pinpoint why. That’s why he kept it private. It wasn’t just because she was beautiful—though that did play a part. There was just something about her he was drawn to. —————————————————————— Frank Castle and y/n were assigned partnered on a mission. It was a very low stakes operation that Tony thought the two new kids could handle on their own as a sort of initiation. There was tech in a warehouse outside the city that Tony needed. So he sent them. The mission had gone fine so far. They got in the warehouse, shot past the guards, and opened the vault. The only problem was though, that they had missed a guard. So while they had their backs turned and were facing the vault, the guard had crept around a corner and had his gun pointed at Frank, since he would have been the ‘bigger threat.’ By the time Frank heard the footsteps it was too late. At the same time that Frank turned around, the guard pulled the trigger on his gun, and a bullet shot straight through Frank’s hip. Frank shot back—got the guy in the head, instantly killing him. But Frank still had a bulletwound in his hip. And even for a guy like Frank it hurt like hell.