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Desi coworker reader who’s just trying to get accustomed to her new job when she feels someone’s eyes on her. She turns to see Robert staring at her, strangely fixated on her mouth. She doesn’t know whether to smile or glare so she just waves awkwardly. Robert looks away almost immediately.

Robert Robertson who eventually caves in to his curiosity and decides to ask you to watch over Beef. He loved bringing the little guy to the office, having everyone fawn over him. A lot of his female coworkers especially loved the chihuahua. Robert assumed it was because women were far more willing than men to audibly coo at something adorable with no shame in public.

Robert Robertson who thanks whatever god is up above for that fact. The moment you see the chubby dog, you give a little pout and scratch Beef behind the ears as you coo at him. You’re so gentle when you hold him as well, so Robert trusts you with his boy.

Robert Robertson who decides to get to know you after your time with Beef being a success. He figures this is just a case of the butterflies. A sudden attraction that would fade in about a week or so after learning what type of person you are.

Robert Robertson who realizes that after a month, the butterflies have not gone away. And what’s worse is that it wasn’t just about your looks anymore.

Robert Robertson who has learned how you like your coffee and chai, your favourite flowers, music, books, what movies you thought should’ve won awards and what season you liked best.

Robert Robertson who has learned a lot about your culture and different traditions surrounding food, fashion, celebrations, fasting, and religious beliefs if you have any. He finds holidays such as Diwali and Eid interesting.

Robert Robertson who honestly loves hearing you talk about your heritage and not only uncovering that part of you, but understanding it. He also likes comparing your culture to the more western culture he grew up with, noting the similarities and differences.

Desi coworker reader who is starting to fall head over heels for Robert as well. Not only was he hot, he was considerate, respectful, unexpectedly kind and had a dry sense of humour that always managed to make you giggle.

Robert Robertson who can’t take it anymore after another month and just asks you out. He’s shocked when you practically vibrate wirh joy and say yes. He doesn’t tell you to repeat yourself. He just told you he’d pick you up by eight.

Robert Robertson who treats you like a rare jewel. You two, despite your cultural differences, get each other in ways others wouldn’t. Especially with family expectations (or in Robert’s case expectations from the public based on his family).

Robert Robertson who is in heaven when you cook food from your culture for him. He truly thinks he saw god when you made him nihari for the first time. He gets so excited whenever you tell him you’re cooking tonight. In terms of dessert, I think he’d fuck heavily with rasmalai.

Robert Robertson who claims to find Bollywood shows and movies silly and dramatic, but always gets very invested in them. He vibes with the music though, and constantly has the songs stuck in his head and hums them throughout his day.

Desi coworker reader who goes to a dholki and asks if Robert can pick her up once it’s over. She’s wearing a lehenga or shalwar kameez, something that’s basic in her eyes but when she approaches Robert’s car and sits inside? His jaw drops.

Desi coworker reader who looks like a total goddess. You look stunning in the orange golden shade of your clothes. Your colourful jewellery, the stack of bangles on your arms, your silky sari. It’s like Robert’s seeing you in an entirely different light that makes you even more gorgeous than you already are.

Robert Robertson who worshipped your body all night. While you had trouble walking the next day, he couldn’t help but think, ‘worth it.’

A/N: Hello Desi dispatch fans. Can anyone hear me or am I speaking into an empty room 🧍‍♀️Sorry that this is with a female reader. I just found it easier to write that way since I had a specific ethnicity in mind and stuff but if you guys want a Desi reader that’s gender neutral or even male, I’d be down to clown. (Also if anyone wants me to write smut of the last bit I would also be down to clown.)

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