𑣲𝓳.

── .✮

robert franklin knew he shouldn’t have picked you up after you shift at the furniture store, especially because kat had basically forbade him from hanging out with you but that was before.

before he called for a break he felt they so desperately needed.

“bobby?” he heard your sweet voice and felt you run a hand through his hair which brought him back from his thoughts. “que te pasa? did something happen with kat? she asked to leave early today.” (what’s wrong?)

he had not been able to think straight for the last two days — of course he couldn’t, not when you had told them you were going to move to new york for a possible acting job in a few months, not when you can possibly forget all about him.

he should have never listened to kat who had begged and begged him to help you film that stupid auditioning tape.

he smiled and shook his head, all while nervously tapping his finger onto the counter. “i actually wanted to talk to you about th-“

clark had placed a big box of lamps onto the counter so it blocked bobby’s view of you, “you think you can put these downstairs before you go?”

“pues ya me quiero ir, pero ya que.” you sighed and grabbed two of the lamps. (well i wanted to leave but since you asked.)

he had looked at bobby with a look because he knew of the situation bobby, kat and you were in — the three of you constantly going to him for his secrecy and some advice, to which the three of you never seemed to listen to anyways.

“if you love kat, you will listen to her and stop seeing that girl.” he recalled giving bobby the advice to leave you alone after hearing an argument between kat and him.

another time he could think of was when you had asked if they seemed happy together. “well they were until you came along.” and when he saw you practically frown he cleared his throat. “no offense, it’s just they’ve been arguing about you.”

you didn’t like being the reason of them having problems so when you started thinking about auditioning for a show in new york, clark encouraged it. “go for it, there’s nothing grand about this town anyways.”

clark didn’t really want to see you go, he had actually grown to like you very much — you were his best saleswoman.

way better than him anyways.

he had grown to like you but he knew you at some point would move onto something new, you had constantly told them you were never in a place for too long — you didn’t have family, not much of a friend person and you lived in an apartment close to the store so he naturally fell into a fatherly figure role for you.

then he recalled back to when kat was going on about why he just had to hire you. “because you told me you needed another girl around here, i could barely afford to pay you or bobby for helping me with my commercials but i did you a favor.”

and when he accidentally let your plans slip to kat she was overjoyed. “bobby can help her and she can finally leave!” she did a little jump and high fived him. “good work clark!”

“that’s not what i was try-“ she ran off before he could finish so he groaned and dropped himself onto a chair. “i’m getting too old for this shit.”

── .✮

kathrine taylor had been suspicious of bobby possibly cheating on her just a few months after you arrived into town.

“she’s just a friend kat, our friend.” he had placed a quick kiss on her forehead. “you have nothing to worry about.”

but she saw the way his eyes would linger on you when he thought she wasn’t looking, the lingering touches or the random visits he would do to the furniture store.

“brought you guys some lunch!” he would say kissing her on the cheek and going straight for you afterwards. “and for you i brought you a champurrada with a pan dulce!” (sweet bread)

“it’s champurrado…” you laughed as you corrected him and took the drink from him. “you didn’t have to, the shop is almost all the way across town bobby.”

while you guys were chatting, kat sighed looking down at her strawberry smoothie.

yeah he won’t be allowed around you anymore after today.

so finally when you announced that you were wanted for a live audition in new york, kat was over the moon — whereas bobby knew you would do great over there and they would definitely want you but he couldn’t seem to cheer up, he knew you’d forget all about him.

“well what can you do, she will be missed.” kat sighed and quickly changed the subject. “now that you’re almost finished with your film class, maybe we can go to th-“

“we need to breakup, i mean more of a break.”

kat knew it had everything to do with you even though he didn’t want to admit it but she trusted you to not go behind her back.

then there was bobby who was hugging a crying kat, already planning how he can get through to you and become more than friends.

── .✮

for the past month, bobby couldn’t get you out of his head and found himself seeking you out more, you had slowly been letting him after finding out kat and him were officially over.

you had been organizing the furniture when bobby took a seat on a recliner and pulled you onto his lap. “so where’s clark?”

he was glad when you finally let him touch you more, it only took an accidental slip up of him telling you that he had liked you — he was able to hold your hand as you guys walked. slide down his hand onto the small of your back whenever the two of you were standing next to each other. pulling you into his lap even if there were millions of other chairs around.

you shrugged as his thumb hooked itself to the waistband of your shorts. “trying to fix his marriage supposedly, told me to watch over the store and close up.”

weeks later when clark finally returned again, he was pacing around putting things in a bag like tools and extra clothes.

he tried to quickly explain he was leaving for a few weeks but he didn’t want to say where. “look i’ll be back and when i’m back…” clark went on as grabbed papers and a pen, almost out of breath. “i need you, bobby and kat to have made up with whatever the hell you guys have got going on because i’ll be needing you three for some research.”

── .✮

during the second month, bobby was now getting the cold shoulder from you — he stood behind you as you talked to a customer who was totally hitting on you, he tried wrapping his arm around you but you swatted his hand away.

“dejame and please just leave the store, i got it on my own.” you quietly mumbled out and moved away from him. (leave me alone)

he had invited you over to his house for dinner about two weeks ago and it was going well, way too well.

“f-fuuck. shit, baby you feel so good right now…” he moaned as he felt your gummy walls tighten around his cock each time he’d slam back into you and just before he almost finished, there was a hard knock on the door.

the both of you chose to ignore it but then another knock but harder.

he stopped his movements, leaving you to groan and tried to keep him from stopping.

“bobby! open up, i want my things back!”

he’s been telling kat for weeks now to come get her stuff and of course she chooses now to get it.

you sat up and wrapped the sheets around you. “que cosas quiere?” (what things does she want?)

his spanish was not great so he didn’t know what you had said but he noticed the hint of anger in your voice. “what?”

just before you could answer there was another knock. “for fuck-sake kat! hold on!”

he of course had her things already packed in a box, it wasn’t like he had her stuff around but you didn’t see it that way.

you had packed your overnight bag back up and as much as he pleaded with you to stay the night, you were ready to go.

“c’mon believe me baby, i only want you…”

you shook your head no. “whatever this was it’s over, i’ll be leaving to new york whenever we finish doing whatever it is that clark wants us to do when he returns.”

he quickly ran to the door and got on his knees in front of you. “please don’t say that, i lo-“

“bobby enough! you still have your ex-girlfriend’s things here, you can’t even ask me properly to be your girlfriend…”

which led you to now.

it was closing time and you were in the office organizing papers when you saw bobby had came back with a bouquet of flowers, so once you finished you grabbed your bag and began heading to the door — he was still waiting outside, when suddenly he started swatting the flowers around and his other free hand as well.

you laughed once you saw a small moth flying around him and the petals were beginning to fall off the flowers.

when he was done, you finally walked out and began locking the door to the furniture store. “is the coast clear?” you asked with a giggle.

“i’m glad you think this is funny, i had a whole apology speech ready to go when this stupid moth began attacking me.” he groaned looking down at the now ruined bouquet. “even wanted to ask you out…”

he was such an idiot.

you smiled as you helped him remove some petals off his hair. “pobrecito.” (poor thing.)

he frowned and extended his arms out to you. “yeah pobrecito me.”

you rolled your eyes and gave in, hugging him a little too tightly but he didn’t seem to care.

── .✮

it wasn’t long before you guys were in the backseat of your car, the moment you sank down onto him, you were rolling your hips and he threw his head back onto the headrest.

“holy fuck, you’re so...fucking good.” he found it hard to come up with the right words as you picked up the pace, rolling your hips and doing an occasional circle. “please s-slow down, im going to cum and i haven’t even started with you y-yet.”

you moaned softly as you dug your nails into his shoulders. “you’re so big bobby..”

“hold on, s-slow down.” and just before you could pickup the pace again he brought down one of his hands to your thigh, stopping you from moving and another to your face to force you to look at him. “te amo..” (i love you)

he saw the way your pupils were blown out and you let out a broken whine. “yo tambien te amo.” (i love you too)

he sloppily jerked himself up into you a few times before flipping you onto your back and making sure he was now the one to ruin you.

by the time you were done, it was almost pitch black in the parking lot but the both of you noticed a small light in the furniture store.

“hm. you forgot to turn off a light.” bobby pointed out before drinking out of his water bottle and passing it to you.

“huh. thought i turned them all off, that’ll be tomorrow’s problem.”

✮

finally when the both of you were tucked into bed and his arm was draped around you, you were almost asleep but could still hear him softly talking.

“after doing this research thing with clark, i’ll come with you to new york and help you settle down, maybe i can even stay there with you for awhile…”

you nodded. “maybe, i’ll skip out on the recall and stay here with you.”

“not going to let you miss that audition baby.” he hugged you tighter and kissed the side of your head. “if anything maybe i’ll pickup another film class over there so i can be with you…”

he went on about different plans you guys could work out in new york and when he knew you were sleeping, he kissed the side of your head once again and listed his last plan. “i want to love you till the end of my life.”

little did he know was that in a few days that was the only plan he would actually be able to complete…

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⋆˚࿔ 16. 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐂 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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save me: in which your new teammate is anything but sweet if someone comes for you or in which lewis finds himself constantly speaking up for you even though he knows you can do it yourself. (based on the unreleased song, prison for life by olivia rodrigo)

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according to him: in which you just wished your mother would see you through bucky’s eyes or in which the daughter of val is everything bucky has ever wanted. (based on the song, according to you by orianthi)

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under your sheets: in which john no longer wants to play your games and wants to be your only one. (based on the song, temporary bliss by the cab)

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oruguita: in which a king finds himself falling in love with a girl he knows won’t be around forever. (based on the song, dos oruguitas by sebastian yatra)

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