Dovty

Ghost didn't know how he managed it,nor did he know if it fell in the wrong hands.

Didn't know if the universe was playing a cruel joke on him or if it was some ill sort of destiny. His thoughts ran rampant. He was out of breath, lungs straining for oxygen as he ran and ran passing lit up lamp posts in the dark night.

He had multiple cuts on his legs, from branches and the persecutors that were trying to kill him.

Another shot ranged out hitting his right shoulder, he screamed in pain stumbling forward but still persisted running through what felt like a maze of halls with never ending doors. He fumbled with the watch, he rewind the hour hand - once then twice before falling into grass suddenly knocking the air out of his lungs. He stayed laying on the ground trying to catch his breath with heavy gasps and coughing that rattled his whole body.

He cursed underneath his breath, hands resting upon his weary face.

His clothes dirty and torn, nothing can make this day?-Night now more ruined. Except the rain, the rain that immediately started to pour and soak him. Blurring his vision and ultimately leaving him cold. He laid there for what felt like hours. water starting to form a puddle around him.His own blood mixing with it. Ghost felt the weight, pressure and exhaustion seep into his bones just like the water did to his clothes.

He didn't even try getting up, he didn't think he could.

He closed his eyes for a bit, fading in and out of consciousness after the adrenaline rush.

A little nap.. it wouldn't hurt…

It dint take long for him to wake up, there was a sizzling noise from another room. The smell of food woke him, how long has it been since he had a chance to eat a home cooked meal?

He stayed awfully still as he tried to take in his surroundings either alerting the person in the other room. He noticed he was laying on a couch in what seem go be a living room. Ghost shoulder and legs were wrapped in bandages preventing sudden movements much to his dislike. Across from where he laid was a small fire lit up keeping the room warmed up.

The walls had a beautiful intricate design, floral designs. There wasn't that awful white blinding walls from modern homes, everything looked woody and…old but new old. Like the shops, the vintage shops people would visit for cute old furniture designs in his era. The floor looked cleaned, the table by the couch had a small vase holding what looked like freshly cut roses and by them was his skull mask, cleaned.

Ghost reached a hand up to his face, it was clean too.

He time traveled again.

He reached down mindlessly to where the watch always was, the comforting weight to find nothing . Ghost felt his heart drop to his stomach, a awful feeling of nausea overcoming him.

He got up instantly patting himself down trying to find the watch. He threw the blanket on the floor, hands delved in between the cushions of the couch searching for that stupid watch.

"Where? Where is it!?" He yelled frantically, his hands going to his (clean)hair pulling anxiously at it.

You popped into the room and looked at him somewhat concerned and startled. You held a towel in your hand seemingly wiping off remnants of food off your palms and fingers. "Hey?" You tried to look somewhat calm not wanting to scare him further.

Simon looked at you ridiculously fast, his neck making a popping sound in the process and scaring you. "My watch, where?" He demanded to know stomping up to the you.

"Oh, its broken. Its on the desk" you point to the desk which was in a corner by the kitchen, arms crossed not backing down."i have been trying to fix it but i don't know much about that. Is it some sort of new technology? Its quite fascinating to see, i love the intricate details as well" Ghost immediately went to the desk looking at it, it looked like the wires inside got fried, the watch had pieces missing just from the looks of it. You felt bad and then cleared your throat. "Hey we can try to gather the items to fix it another time yeah? Food has been made already and im sure if you get your energy in it'll suffice to help you think of what to do next."

Ghost sighed, he didn't even try to grab the watch, moving it could loosen more screws up. The damn thing looked like it can come apart by looking at it wrong. he glanced back at you.

"What di you want?" He asked- no demanded to know.

You blinked and laugh "what? Your asking me what i want? I want nothing, well i doubt there IS anything you can give me anyways. Im just trying to help! I pinky promise." You said holding your pinky finger out.

Ghost stared at you then down at your finger "ill just take your word for it." He grunts not wanting to interact with you.

You smiled and shrugged "well i made some rice and chicken soup" you told him as you walked back to the kitchen, the floorboards creaking slightly under the weight of you both. "You arent allergic to anything right?" You said looking back at him worried

"No." He answered

"Picky?"

"Negative, cant be picky."

"I guess, but still. Nothing you majorly dislike in foods?"

"No." He repeated

"Large portion?" You asked him as you grabbed a bowl from one of the cabinets, the rice smelled great and fhe chicken soup smelled even better. You were practically salivating but knew better, after all your mom taught you about hospitality, manners and politeness first hand…treat the guest first. "There is more then plenty, half of the time i end up offering it to my neighbors or give my chickens the scraps for mkre nutrition."

You watched as he sat down awkwardly on the table. Setting down his plate in fromt of him. "Go on eat, i promise its good." You said handing him a spoon before turning back to the stove and serving yourself a big portion of food.

It looks so goodddddd! You internally squealed as you saf across from him.

"Thanks for the food." Ghosf muttered, spoon in hand as he hesitated for a bit. No kidding, the food smelled amazing, he was starving for homemade food, and the rice looked a nice orange and fluffy. The chicken leg looked well cooked and there was carrots and potatoes that were steamed looking soft to the touch. He grabbed a spoonful of rice and took a bite. The flavors melted on his tongue instantly, mized with the vegetables, he almost wanted to tear up.

You watched his reactions closely, you were always curious if people enjoyed your food after all. "Soo… you pike it?" You asked as he slowly ate the food.

He nods to which you grin

"Thats great! I really tried to not burn the rice and garlic but rather let it toast a bit before adding in the tomato." You happily said, geinning from ear to ear. "I waa carefully warching it cook hoping to get it fluffy but not to the point it is mushy. I also made sure to add salt and other seasonings to give it more flavor occasionally checking it for how salty it was before adding in more."

Ghost watched you chat away, he silently ate his food occasionally nodding when you looked at him. The portion you served him was gone in less then an 20 minutes, he ate a second serving.

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Day 4

Ghost learned a thing about the man that took him in. He is lonely, whenever he isn't jn the room he practically wilts like a sunflower in a cloudy day. When he step a foot intk the same room he blooms like if he was the sun itself inching closer to the subflower who was reaching out.

He also noticed that you have a routine. On the second day you were gone early morning, before the sun was out and then came back sweaty and in a good mood. A morning run, in which he joined you on the third day, keeping at your pace not wating to over exert himself and risk reopening the wound which you generously stitched up.

After the run Ghosf would go tend to your crops—which you insisted he not do—while you bathed and started to work on fixing his watch. Occasionally you would come out to check on him, making sure he stayed well hydrated.

"I already drank the water you offered earlier." Ghost said ignoring your offer of glass of water, he was using one hand to hoe down the dirt.

"But you need it! You are healing and its important that you stay hydrated especially out in the sun." You said annoyed that he wont drink more water "gotta replenish the water your literally sweating off."

He rolled his eyes "aint my doctor."

"Excuse you, who stitched you up?" You poked his injured right shoulder making him smack your hand away "Cmonnnnn, im looking out for you." And when he ignkred you, you just started to beg please repeatedly.

He reluctantly took the water and drank it much to your satisfaction.

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Day 7

You were well informed about how to treat wounds and fix his watch, every time Ghost would ask you the topic of conversation suddenly changed. He didnt question further it in fear you woukd stop working on his watch in retaliation to his judgement.

You regularly made meals from scratch, you didnt like the food in cans or anything of that sort. You had a whole farm practically so there was barely any need to go shopping. The people you contracted always gave Ghost a glare when they found out he was just living with you, and working there at the same time. Ghost knew better then to mess with anyone in the timeline, he had already caused damage so he knew he had to stay away both emotionally and physically.

He didnt bother to try to stop the men and women who would try to come up to you and flirt. He would stand off to the side, till you started to use him as an escape. Excusing yoursslf from the conversation saying Ghost needed you.

The stoic man? Needing you? He snort when he saw you practically rushing towards him and dragging him away from the people who were trying to flatter you.

"Pretty big deal saying I need you." Ghost comments watching you trying to fake being busy, picking off leaves off a rose bush

"Well you were looking at me as them and their mamas came to me trying to get me with someone." You huff, your eyes skimming the rose bushes looking for browning leaves or holes in them.

"Didnt know you hated talking to people so much so you make excuses." He laughed

"They are shameless, they want me for my land or looks, sometiems even both. They dont even try to know me before asking me out." You grumble "plus i have to take care of my babies."

"The animals?" Ghost raisdd an eyebrow

"Yessss, they are my babies. So needy and whiny all the time."

"They hardly bat an eye to you, i mean other then the horses."

"Still better then people." You smiled, Ghost stared st your face for a whike. The sun was going down giving your skin a nice orangy glow. Your usual dark brown eyes showed more colors from this angle, it felt nice to look at. He looked away when you looked at him, confused at the silance instead of his usual retorts.

"You good?" You asked, a single rose was in your hand. You were examining the petals. They bloom quite beautifully, the color compliments your face…

"Y-yeah" he muttered in a rough tone. you glanced back at him, then back at the ross and handed it to him.

"Here my fair maiden." You said mockingly trying fo copy those old times with heavy accents "You look rather stunning tonight." You got incredibly close to his face mimicking kissing noises

A Mob and Verity Fanfic(oneshot?Drabble?)

A/n: after watching the whole Verity thing i was inspired. I loved it so much and actually got into the other arg(?) “searching/destroying a wrold that doesnt exist” which i might write a fic for two. I wanna draw so badly for all of this. This can be read as platonic or romantic idc. trigger warning incase the tags dont mention it. Suic1de, depression and obsessive, blood and other things type shit. Viewers be warned.

"So that's it? Im just stuck with you?" Mob said in disbelief, his gun pointed at Verity. He didn't want this. He didn't ask for this. He never thought this was going to happen. He just downloaded a mod thinking it was a prank from his friend, a fun thing that would be posted to his channel.

Verity tried to sound reassuring for an AI. "You're not stuck!" he smiled looking at Mob, slowly inching closer to the enderman. He could see the purple tears brimming in his eyes burning his skin along with them. He could see that mobs hands shaking and for the first time the AI felt at lost. It didn't know what to do, didn't know how to stop it as he stuttered his next words. "L-let's do this together Mob. Put the gun down instead—"

Half way through a conversation? You'd excuse yourself and leave, sometimes you would just leave without a single word.

He tried cornering you? Jump into the nearest shadow with the mask put on in a rush.(which is not healthy at all as you breathed in the fumes of the pocket dimension)

He couldn't even talk through the team communication, he kept things professional there. Probably not wanting the others to know of his past sex relations.

And he knew damn well trying to find you at night was way worse. More shadows you were able to slip through. It was to a point the team started to noticing due to the team meetings you kept skipping when it was just a selected few. you still hung out with the z team as long as Robert wasn't there.

"Shadow. Hey earth to you" prism called on you, you were sitting on a plastic chair. Robert was sitting far away from you after the whole red ring ordeal at the bar. You felt annoyed that you were trying to just enjoy some peace.

"Y-yeah still here" you cleared your throat "what's up?"

"What did you want to order its on Waterboy" Malevola said, her hand on her hip as she leaned to her side. Her tail behind her swishing. Waterboy looked at her confused

"Ill go order , its on me." You said not wanting then to pay, much less Waterboy. The poor thing stammered a thank you to which you nod, handing your card to Malevola so she can order for everyone. You tagged along behind her as she order from the exhausted worker.

"Hey, i gotta go do something real quick, do you mind grabbing the things? Thanks babes." She said using her portal to go who knows where. You shake your head with a snort, she didn't even wait for a response.

You waited 10 minutes before the worker called out the number of the order. You muttered a quick thanks to him, leaving a $20 bill as tip. You walked out with the bags of food in hand. Prism and Flambea were the first to grab their food, after was Invisigal, sonar, punch up and waterboy. Prism grabbed Malevola food promising to give it to her when she comes back.

You looked into the bag to see three soft shell tacos, Roberts.

You looked up and tapped prisms shoulder , "hey, can you give these to Robert." You asked, you really didn't want to talk to him.

"What? Does he have rabies or some shit?" Prism snorts, flambea grins.

"Wouldn't be surprised, i mean have you seen bob-bob?" They both laugh.

"Cmon, give it to him. Please." You practically begged the woman.

"Is something wrong? Did he do something cuz if he did-" "no! Ah geez nevermind." You said not wanting to worry her you inhale deeply and slowly walked up to Robert who was holding a soda to his head, about to eat one of the burritos(which you knew he hated).

"Robert." You blurted out suddenly, he looked up at you. A moment passed, he stared at you and you felt like running with your tail behind your legs again. "Thats mine." You mumbled, holding out the three soft shell tacos to him.

"Oh. Thanks." He said taking them from you and handing you the burrito he was going to eat. Your hand graced his, you felt a shiver run down your spine.

"Y-yeah." You clear your throat "uh… good job at the bar fight." You said stiffly, like a fuckin bot.

"Uh thanks." He looked down at his food and then to the side. He patted the side signaling for you to sit down.

"Oh uhm im alright-"

"I wont bite. I promise." He sincerely said, a soft smile on his face. The same one he would give you before. You reluctantly sat down. You felt awkward as you quietly ate you burrito, you silently observed the team. Smiling a bit as you saw flambea mess around, prism showing the video of the bar fight.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Robert asked quietly, he was looking at you. You glanced at him.

"…'m not avoid you." You responded

"Right and Santa Clause is real." He rolled his eyes. "Look… if you want me to leave the past in the past that's fine." You felt relief "-but first tell me why you left."

"Robert-"

"And don’t give me any of your bullshit." You finally looked into his eyes, he looked mad. No, not mad. He looked sad, hurt even. Did you hurt him that bad?

"Im sorry-"

"I said no bullshit y/n. If you didn’t want to be in a relationship fine, but you shouldn't have left like that."

"I didn’t know what to do."

"And you think i did? You left so suddenly, even Beef missed you. He whined at the door for a whole year, every time there was footsteps by the door he waited thinking it was you coming back." He sounded angry, his voice was quiet however, not grabbing any of the other z team members attention. "…I thought you were coming back."

You stayed quiet. "I was scared." You muttered "scared of ruining everything, im never the best in keeping contact, i hate feeling vulnerable. I didn’t want to feel weak. You weren't supposed to get attached to me, and me to you. We agreed on it before-"

"So what? You just let it stop you?" He sounded more angry "was i just another body to sleep with? Was i just another guy in your damn bed?"—a few of the z-team stared looking towards you guys— "Even after all those nights we spent together, even after the days you would skip work to spend time with me, even when i got sick? Was i just not good enough for you to stick around?"

"Robert, dud come on-" you reached out to grab his shoulder, he just shook your hand off.

"We could have figured it out together. I could have helped you like you helped me through all my shit, instead-instead you chose to fuckin run away like a damn coward!" he snapped

You stared at him. It was quiet, the whole z team was staring at you both.

"Fuck this." Robert threw his half eaten food into the trash as he walked away. You groaned getting up and going after him, apologizing to the team as you left.

"Robert- Robert i sorry i really am." He didn’t even try to stop, Didn’t spare you a glance as he kept walking.

"I don’t want to hear it." He said speed walking now. You grumbled jogging a bit to catch up next to him.

"Robert please." You begged, you didn’t know what for yet. Forgiveness? Persuade him? To him stop walking? You pout as he stopped responding, you walked along side him for a while. You kept watching him. You saw how he shivers every time the wind picked up a bit. You sighed taking off your own jacket handing it to Robert.

He pushed your jacket away. "Don’t need it." He grunts

"Don’t be a baby bout it. You'll catch a cold." You said as you wrapped it around him regardless. You saw as he pulled it closer to his face slightly. You smiled a bit.

"Hows Beef now?" You asked quietly "Is he still fat?"

Robert scoffed "not fat, just chubby."

You snort "rightttt." You kept walking along side Robert, softly humming a tune.

"Shut up."

"Thought you liked the sound of my voice?" You teased nudging him with your elbow.

"That was before."

You frown a little, not giving up yet. "How have you been? Recently, i heard you went out with Visi on a date to the movies when you began dispatching. "

"Stalker much? Don’t interfere with my love life."

"Im not, just curious, plus she told me." You replied telling the truth. "I've known her a while back. She tells me everything."

He groaned

You huffed "she didn’t say anything about Mecha Don’t worry. Plus if she did she wouldn’t be around her for much longer." You said softly

"Is that a threat?"

"Just trying to keep you safe, and less stressed out." You half joked. Your hand kept bumping into his as you walked together.

He gently smacked your hand away. A small smile on his pretty lips.

You hesitated before taking his hand gently enough if he didn’t want to hold yours. Your hands intertwined, you felt his cold fingers pressing on your knuckles and yet you smiled softly when he didn't pull away, instead squeezing your hand for a brief moment.

You saw the familiar apartment ahead, you felt disappointed a little bit at the time coming to an end "sorry for everything Robert, i really am. I wasn't thinking at all."

"No its-we got close together. We made an agreement at the beginning when we met."

"Thats not-you paused taking a deep breath- Robert, i cared about you. I didn’t want you to be stuck with me. You had potential to do many great things, i wanted for you to excel im everything. You always looked so fucking fierce every single time you fought against a bunch of scum bags. And i was just a villain, another scum bag." You trailed off. Robert squeezed your hand

" i didn't care if you were a villain. You still cared, you never truly putting people in danger. Thats what i loved about you. You were less like a villain and more like a vigilante trying to make things better in a way in which many others weren't on board with." He leaned more into you, now stopping in front of the apartment complex.You smiled, you pulled him into a hug. He hugged you back hesitantly before he decided to fully embrace you. Slowly melting into your hands, his face now in your neck breathing you in with each inhale.

"Im truly sorry Robert, i didn’t want to make your life more miserable. I didn’t want people to find out the Mecha man was dating a scum bag. Then you would have struggled even more." You explained softly. Your hand running up and down his scarred back.

"Should've seen me after you left, everything went downhill. Beef missed you so much he started to skip his favorite snack."

"You mean the fat bag of dog treats i got him?" You said in disbelief

"Yup, all of it went bad. Didn’t eat a single one after you left." He chuckles, though you felt bad for causing Beef to stop eating his favorite snacks.

You laughed a bit, "and you? You didn’t stop eating right?" You asked now feeling worried

"Well-"

"Robert!" You said feeling concerned "cmon i know i cooked most of the time but surely you could've had learn to cook something from all the meals ive made!."

"Well life got trashy after you left, there was no time for anything other then some quick noodles or cereal." You groaned hearing that. You pulled away looking at him in the eyes. "Plus most of the money went into fixing what makes me Mecha man.

"Seriously i think that's the reason you have been lagging behind, constantly exhausted and the eye bag!" You grabbed his face gently, thumb rubbing right under his eyes.

He leaned into it slightly "im fine, still standing. Plus if your really that worried you can make me a meal." He jested lightly.

You took it literally.

You dragged Robert into the apartment and looked around for ingredients, the cabinets were empty. His room had nothing and the fridge had a spoiled apple, a halfway finished jug of milk and a onion that looked damaged.

"Robert this feels like a prison." You said staring at the cabinet that had a single potato, it was growing vines that stretched out for light.

"Its not that bag."

"Its horrible, not even prisoners get this treatment." You said he just shook his head and grabbed your face

"Look im fine, im still alive and i don’t eat here half of the time. I eat fast food."

"Thats not any better." You grumbled as you grabbed his hands off your face. "You know how many additional things they add into it to preserve it for longer time?" You looked at him in the eyes, he smiled looking back at you. You felt your your heart flutter seeing him this close again. The dim light of the room reminded you of the late nights together, the ones that you missed out on because you were a selfish fuckin coward. "Robert I am truly sorry, no matter how many times i say it i know it wont fix how badly i fucked up everything. I left you alone when you were just getting better." You said softly "and if you Don’t ever want to forgive me i understand, ill keep saying im sorry."

He stared at you for a good while smiling. "I'll forgive you if Beef does." He said, his hand back on your face as if looking at the subtle changes of the years that passed.

"Talking about Beef where is he? I miss that chunky meat ball of fur." You said looking around only spotting the few bags of dog food laying around and one dog bed.

"Left em with Chase." He shrugged

"Aw man." You glanced at Robert. "So its just us?" You asked softly, you tentatively grabbed onto his waist

"Just us." He nods, he was leaning against the kitchen counter. He pulled you closer, he was looking at you with his stupidly pretty brown eyes. A smile smile on his lips. You swallowed as he gently touched his forehead with yours. "This alright?" He asked in a low voice, the one he would use to persuade you.

You felt your throat go dry, you stared at him mesmerized. You nodded "y-yeah." You muttered absently, your stomach was filed with butterflies.

He gently kisses you once, soft lips pressed against yours. It felt like electricity was running up your body as you closed your eyes. Just as he was about to pull away you kissed him again, letting out a soft groan. You felt him huff out a laugh to which you pulled away

"What." You said feeling laughter bubble up. Your hands were still on his waist, rubbing circles with your thumbs.

"Nothin' just… just miss this." Robert admits "missed you."

You kissed his lips once more "i miss you too Robert Robertson the third"

"Okay now you just ruined the moment asshole." He groaned you just laughed.

Its been a while, you miss him too.

Authors note!!!

Dispatch Fic. Robert Robertson x male Reader.

Pt 1.

Your work wasn't anything interesting or special. Actually scratch that, it was kinda special. You had to do extra training, for some reason when you jested being a hero and a dispatcher would be an easy job, Blazer assigned you to be both taking your jest as truth.

So now you were training to be a dispatcher. Every week you had to attend a class on how to respond to people in distress, professionally.

It felt like being in High School all over again, you couldn't get out of it. Actually you can, but you didn't want to disappoint the one person who trusted you. So you did it, falling into a routine till Blonde Blazer contracted more people to be in the phoenix team a few months after.

Ill probably post it once i get chapter two out for my other dispatch fic, that one has been delayed way too long Anon.

Every single time was his "last time" too, even as you laid together in a tangled human mess. Limbs on top of limbs. And as the nights were started to get longer together talking, laughing and sassing back to one another.

Even as the nights turned into days going out for coffee and sweet treats after a hard day of work. Eventually you moved in after your landlord decided he wanted you out of the building.

Even when you found out he was The Mecha-Man, helping him heal new wounds after rough fights.

And then, he confessed one random night, he wanted to be with you, officially. You stayed quiet even as you held him close, hand staying still on his back.

"You don't have to give me an answer right now." He murmured eyes droopy from the long day out you two had together. You both reeked of cheap liquor "I can wait" he added so softly that it almost soothed you.

But it didn't.

The thought of being in a relationship scared you.

You didn't reply as he fell asleep on you. You waited a hour till he was truly sleeping and got up. His dog perking up from his dog bed you bought him trying to win him over. When you got up, Beef quietly following you with his collar making soft clinks and his paws softly scratching at the wooden floors trailing behind. You gather anything that was yours from left over clothes and random trinkets you bought each other.

You squatted down softly petting the dog who just licked at you causing you to smile "Sorry little buddy, take care of your dad for me yeah?" His little whine broke you heart "Its okay, you'll be okay with rob boss,don't cause too much trouble yeah?"

Getting up and going back into the room where he laid. Asleep, peaceful . You admired him, feeling the heavy guilt build up slowly.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead muttering a soft goodbye and leaving. Blocking him on everything as soon as you left the room, deleting every single message. You went into your photos staring at them. You stopped walking staring at the photos of you guys together. You hesitated, then you deleted everything.

And that was that, nothing more was supposed to happen. You tried to avoid the ache when you left, constantly taking new jobs from an underground criminal ring, your powers helping you hide easily into the shadows, literally.

You felt scared when you checked the news about Mecha Mans "death". How damaged the suit had become worried you, and then the interview after a few months dug that guilt in further knowing how much Robert felt the need to continue his fathers legacy in that suit.

Honestly you didnt feel bad for the man that got beat up by Robert, he kinda did deserve it after he taunted him in front of everyone on live.

You quietly slipped away from the criminal ring after hearing Robert-Mecha Man wouldn't return.

So why the fuck is your new dispatcher Robert Robertson the fuckin Third.

You stared at him from across the room as he looked at you motionless, about to drink what looked like coffee, you couldn't tell what he was thinking. His lack of expression didn't help either.

He then started to walm straight towards you, placing his coffee down on the nearest table. You let out a small gasp stepping back bumping into Invisagal who just shoved you.

You heard him call your name, "wait, we need to talk!-"

"What" he is trying to sound calm, less irritated or worried . You couldn't tell, you're worried yourself.

Panicky even.

"I'm the one keeping you alive, you know you've always saved me. Not literally, but-" tears blurred your vision, a nervous laugh leaving you "but metaphorically? I still need you… even if you, you'll probably hate me f-for a good while."

Robert looked up at you.

"I want to help you." You struggled to say, your body was shaking trying to keep a hold on Robert who was on the edge of a cliff. "Just like you helped me."

You cant even remember how you ended up here, you just had a gut feeling. So you followed him the whole day during work and after. Till now.

Till you saw him get close to the ledge and before you knew it you were grabbing his arms desperately with newfound strength.

Robert didn't speak, he didn't know what to do. He hasn't known what to do lately in all honesty. All the problems, the endless work and restlessness he constantly faced. He didn't even think, he just left Beef with Chase, a last minute thing.

"Robert, im sorry." You cried, your grip was slipping, and Robert didn't even react, didn't try to hold back onto you. "I'm so sorry" you apologized "you didn't deserve any of this. You deserve the world, to rest, to breath. Robert, please don't leave." You begged

You felt him grab on your hand and you immediately started to pull him up. Your body still shook as you grabbed him hurriedly to safety, his hands were also shaking by the time he was safe. You were hugging him tightly, crying quietly into his shoulder.

"I'm… fine." Robert said finally, "im here." He muttered, his arms were loose by his sides. "Sorry for scaring you."

"Shut up." You groan, sniffling.

"I'm going to have to throw this shirt away."

"who cares?" You didn't pull away, instead hugging him tighter. "I need you here, its selfish. But i really do. I care so much about you."