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Back when you first met it was a game: seeing him and having to lie that you didn't recognize those eyes, or his voice that carried a sarcastic tone. Pretending to be someone else on the job because, you were strangers at that moment, just two heroes doing your job.

It wasn't uncommon for you two to come across one another as your superhero personas. Sometimes, as you were crossing gazes with Robert you'd flash him a mischievous smile, one that you knew he would comment on when you layed together in bed late at night. Probably something along the lines of "I wouldn't be mad if we got caught" or just complain it was a pain in the ass to even pretend on the first place.

But things shifted once your hero career really set off and —after the incident with shroud— Robert got that offer for a job by a popular blonde hero. After everything that had happened to him, you became very overprotective towards the man that meant the world to you. Changing both of your lives drastically: not seeing him during patrol anymore, silence instead of his sarcastic remarks, and laying in a cold bed during his coma. It had been the death of you.

That's what got you here, despite him telling you not to come, not to pop into his new job and to stop disappearing from yours just to see if he is okay (maybe more for your own sake than his). You had flown into SDN, as an A-tier (B-tier?, you don't keep up) this turned some heads. Walking with your head high, confident strides, some people moved aside so as to make way for you. As soon as you spotted Roberts by the top of his messy hair you bee-lined to his cubicle. The brunet man was sitting on his office chair talking to his new team on the computer in font of them, wishing them a good break as he took his headphones off.The dispatcher rubbed the tension off his nose bridge in a weak attempt to get rid of the headache caused by the z-team. Just before the man you were looking for could stand from his spot and finally noticed the slight commotion around him, you were already standing next to him with a Tupperware secured by your side.

"Hello?" he said in a less than amused tone, as he swung around in his chair to face you. Fuck. Okay you hadn't thought this through. To anyone watching in he just looked like a poor dispatcher confused on why a hero from another SDN branch came to harass him, but to you it was your gentle boyfriend (who might be just a bit mad). You looked around, silently calling out on anyone still looking, making a few people that were not so subtly listening in 'go back to work'.

The reason this impromptu visit annoyed the man was also the real reason behind you really wanting to see him on his branch of SDN. Having already heard of the infamous Z-team, Robert telling you how they treated him, combined with how worried you get over him this days keeping in mind he doesn't have his suit anymore, yeah it wasn't a great mix for his anxious girlfriend. So, he didn't want you seeing his team UNTIL he earned their respect, didn't want you intimidating them and having them hate him more. You were going to respect that but as you stared at the man in-front of you still sitting in his chair, you could at least bring him decent food (that also wasn't Twinkies) to help him through the day.

"HELLO” You spoke suddenly as you realize how long you two had been staring at each other in silence.With a cough you followed up “I am one of SDN downtown superheroes, we—" "I know what SDN heroes do" The brunette interrupted. FUCK. Yea no shit he would know, he had been working here for a while, albeit a shorter time than you but still, it was habit to let people know who you were and what you were there for.

You cleared your throat, in an attempt to not make your embarrassment less noticeable "Yes of course, I'm sorry" you said more softly than your previous statement while looking slightly down "I'm a dispatcher, you know in case that you haven't noticed" He said as a matter of fact while he pointed at his desk, almost trying to remind you. As the dispatchers software was closing up he continued with a slightly annoyed tone "and if you don't mind, I'm on break and–" "Yes, I'm well aware that you're aware" You interrupted with a tightened tone before he could even try to get you to leave.

"We've received a call by a civilian, she has requested to have your lunch delivered to you since you have forgotten it, again" As you made this last remark with a drop in tone, you handed him the Tupperware that you had been carrying.

His face softened from the slight frown he wore to a gentle knowing look. "Worried that i would starve?.. the caller of course" he asked, looking up from the food towards the tall hero towering over him.

"Of course, this is not the first time and you can't keep eating Twinkies from the the vending machine" as the freckled man watched you ramble on about keeping good eating habits he couldn't help but chuckle, he always had a soft spot for you no matter how overbearing you got.

Robert reached his hands to yours, holding it tenderly while he lowered the food to rest un-top his desk with his right hand that quickly came back to yours "well.. you can tell my wife" Suddenly the dispatcher got up from his chair to stand in front of the woman whose heart had skipped a beat, as he looked up to the hero while holding her hands "That I'm going to be alright. She doesn't have to worry so much about me"

You looked around to see if anyone in the office was watching the both of you. Although no one seemed to be watching, you had already garnered enough attention coming in. In hopes of talking for a bit longer you made the decision of pushing both of you down, hiding yourself inside the walls of the dispatcher cubicle, sitting Robert back to the chair and kneeling in-front of him.

"Aah how heroic and not suspicious, ducking and holding me hostage in my desk. I want to take that break, you know?" He whispered teasingly, you softly put your head on his lap hiding your now fully red face "I thought the downtown branch did more important stuff, like i don't know fight crime instead of unhealthy eating habits and hiding in cubicles." he started joking as he begun to stroke your hair, as you lifted your gaze he asked in a whispery manner "you okay?"

"Wife?" was the only thing you asked (the only thing on your mind really), you had been high school sweethearts but remained only as his girlfriend to this day. He smirked "that's what your focusing on?.. well, might as well call you that with how much you worry about me, or you'd rather I called you mom?" You started chuckling trying to keep it down, you covered your mouth to accomplish this but Robert laughed unapologetically.

The sweet moment was interrupted by an old man who, during the whole conversation, was scooting over and over with his chair to see what the hell was happening with his friend and this random hero. Finally he had made it, still sitting, fully outside of his cubicle and basically into Roberts, with Beef in his lap desperately trying to say hi to the familiar scent In front of him but kept on the Albert Einstein looking mans arms "Don't tell me you have a thing for getting head in public"

You quickly lifted your head up from your boyfriends lap to stare, before you could respond the dispatcher responded "that would imply you have a voyeurism kink" He turned almost proudly to you to see your reaction. With an annoyed expression you stood up, still blushing.

Robert laughing tried to grab your hand again,standing up in the process, in an attempt to keep you there but it slipped as stepped towards the older dispatcher. As chase laughed his ass off, you petted beef and said "I'm glad I was able to reach you in time. make sure to call your wife" As you crossed the dispatchers cubicle you brushed hands with the tired man, an intimate yet quiet goodbye.

Wearing a smile as you made your way out and back to your territory, you still hadn't noticed a blacked hair woman near the printers that had witnessed the whole interaction with a frown.

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