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I simply had to draw his grumpy reaction when she woke up.

CHAPTER FIVE: LONG ASS SHIFT

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a/n; Technically didn't know what to do with this chapter but hopefully the next chapter is more interesting, Also I got accepted at the job which means I am going to be busier than usual

It was the next morning, Robert feeling more relaxed than he ever has, fluttering his eyes open as he noticed something or someone curled up around him and that the blanket was also on him which he doesn’t remember having it on him

He looked down at you as your light snoring lightened up his mood, but he had to wake you up to get ready for work and for you to get ready for another day and another shift with the z team

“Hey.. Name” Robert gently tapped on your cheek as you hummed, slightly shifting around until the caressing of his finger woke you up, your eyes immediately on his face which had a small smile on his face looking down at you 

“It’s time to get up, yeah? Need to get ready” Robert’s voice carried gentleness and kindness as you sat up for him to stand up, dusting off his clothes as he went to his bathroom to change 

Now here you are sitting in the gym while Robert works out, running on the treadmill and hitting weights but then got stuck as you hurry to help him until a hand with two missing fingers pulled it off him 

“So, so weak” the voice had a strong accent until you realise it was the fire guy, but luckily he helped robert but then started showing off as he squats with huge weights on his back until he spotted you 

“Oh.. so you’re not dead, damn it I lost a bet” He muttered as he put the weights away back on the rack as he now started to tease Robert by petting his hand “Looks like you need supervision when working out” Flambae gave a teasing smirk then left the gym 

Leaving you and Robert until Robert spoke up “Come on, let’s go to work” Robert stood up from the rack and went over to the changing rooms to change and maybe have a shower while he's at it 

You let him be a slight ran to find Mal or Blazer either way you found Mal talking with Sonar 

“MHhhh!” You hummed loud as possible to gain her attention, but seems like Sonar heard you coming from a mile away with his big ears as he nudged Mal on the shoulder and nodded over to you 

“Oh love! There you are! Thought something might’ve happened to you from last mission” Mal kneeled down, lifting her hand and petted your hair

“Damn Flambae is going to be mad that Invisigal won the bet” Sonar chuckled “It’s good that you’re okay kid” Sonar’s ear flicked and his snout twitched as you stared at him longer than you usually do “Um.. Something you need?” 

You tilted your head up at him and gave him a happy smile then ran off somewhere “what was that about?” Mal asked to which Sonar shrugged “Fuck if I know” 

You finally got to Robert’s desk just in time as he sat down with a huff, putting on his headphones on and starting the day by answering calls 

It was a couple of minutes until Robert got a call

“Torrance Middle School needs judges for their annual talent show. Do it for the kids?” 

Requirements - 

>Send some magnetic, full of personality

>Has an eye for talent and is good with kids

“Prism, Name, you’re up” Robert commanded as you immediately stood up letting out  a pleased hum as you could finally go back out 

“Name! Sup cutie, how are you doing?” Prism asked which channeled through everyone’s headphones

“Mh! MHhh!” You let out a couple of hum as you and Prism made your way to the Middle School as Robert continued with other calls that came through 

After a few more minutes you and Prism came back as robert got the results as 100% “Nice job out there, keep it up” Robert praised 

“I remember my first talent show, I got second place. Got my ass beat by Lizzie Galupo” Prism sound upset once she brought that up 

“Second place? Impossible, the show must have been rigged", "I got her back though, I shot a beam and burned all that hair off!” 

A few hours have now passed as you went on quite a few missions, Prism, Golem and Waterboy, they were all happy to be with you on a mission and finished only half of his shift and now he was taking a break 

He stepped inside the break room to see you, prism and Mal all hanging around and talking, Robert smiled seeing that everyone loved you, he turned around to the microwave and heated up his food while beef waited by his feet

“Maybe he’s got an iron stomach, do we know anybody like that? Super digestion?” Prism asked Mal who had her arms crossed while holding a mug “The Gluttonator? But, I don’t know that guy weighted like, a thousand pounds” 

“Hey Robert, did you recently lose like seven hundred pounds?” Prism curiously asked as Mal took a sip meanwhile with you, you weren’t paying attention as you were now playing with beef 

But then you gained your attention as you heard a mug shatter against the wall, making your head snapped to robert who happen to dodge as Prism yelled to you who left the room

Now Robert was back at his desk after coming back with Chase as you decided to stick with Mal and prism for a little while, seeing robert putting his headphones on and turn the computer on 

“Evening folks, welcome back” Robert spoke though the com, Invisigal spoke up “We got some guess of your identify, I’m saying Blue balls man” Invisigal snickered 

“Let me guess, he doesn’t have the ability to nut?”, “No he’s balls are literally blue, get yoru head out the gutter man” Invisigal sighed “Also Flambae, you own me my money” 

“What money?” Flambae stupidly asked “The money about Name being alive or not, you own me 200 dollars”

“Yeah yeah whatever” Flambae huffed 

“Mhhh?” Your squeaky humming crackled through the headphones “Don’t worry Name, nothing to fear” 

Suddenly the power turned off as soon as Robert sent two people to help with a cat, “Did we seriously lose power?” Robert groaned as Galen reassured him as he turned back the backup generator 

Hearing the voice come through as Flambae argued with prism about how dark is it “I mean, this is pretty standard for me, I can see in the dark most of the time” Mal spoke 

“Arlight fuck you guys” Punch up laughed 

“Alright, everyone get ready, once the power turns back on we are going to be busy” 

….

“That took longer than expected” Robert sighed in relief as his shift was finally over “Anyone up for drinks?” Mal asked “Fuck yeah” Sonar cheered 

“Anywhere by Crypto Night” Punchup suggested 

“Flambae got banned there: Invisigal chuckled “Nice” Mal cheered “Oh what about Sardine? Or are you banned from that one too?” Invisigal laughed 

“Shut upp” Flambae groaned as everyone laughed 

“Ah, good week everybody, see you all on Monday” Robert’s voice interrupted until everyone talked back “too cool to get a drink with us aye?” “Don’t be a bitchhhh” Prism whined

“Mhhh mh!” 

“Be chill for once in your life” Golem’s deep voice spoke 

“I’m not sure if I will fit in, it’s technically a villain bar so”

“Man, just got dressed like that, everyone will think you’;re a pervert anyways” Invisigal suggests as Robert started to pack his bag as everyone laughed at that 

“Okay okay! Fine, I’ll go” Robert said as he smiled down at beef near his feet 

“Fuck yeah Bobby boy!” “Let’s fucking goooooo - literally, right now” Mal chuckled “a-And, I’m also excited Robert – Robert” waterboys stuttered which made Robert ease a little 

“Mhhh!” You hummed sounded like a cheer as if you were excited to go as well

Robert Robertson iii x fem!reader Contains: workplace setting, slow burn, light cursing, mentor!robert, subtle flirtation, slight mention to sex Word count: 2.2k+ Author’s Note: what do you guys think? should i keep going? Also, I am embarrassingly in love with this man, please, send help.

Part 1?

The desk looks way too empty, except for the old computer and a couple of papers with info about the newest super ex-villains you'll have to deal with. In the cubicle next door, some guy grabs your attention by taking this deep, dramatic breath while rubbing his face — frustrated? exhausted? honestly, could be either.

You sit down and try to turn on the computer, but the power button is completely missing.

“Found it,” you mumble to yourself, but before you can even type the full password, this tall, blonde, ridiculously gorgeous woman shows up beside you.

“Settling in?” she asks.

“Guess so, not like I have much to settle,” you say, making the tragic emptiness of your desk very obvious.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. You’ve got plenty of time to decorate however you want.”

She puts a gentle hand on your shoulder, then gestures toward the guy who was just having his mini-meltdown.

“That’s Robert, your new mentor.”

He turns around and — despite the beat-up vibe, the scars, the eye bags, the messy hair — your heart does a full gymnastics routine. Calling Robert ugly would basically be a crime.

“And I’m Blonde Blazer, kind of the do-everything girl around here. Robert’s gonna help you figure out how things work at SDN, introduce you to your team, show you around… If you need anything, he’s your guy.”

She gives you both this encouraging smile and heads off to whatever heroic task she’s got next.

Even tired, the smile Robert gives you is so sweet it makes your whole body warm up under his gaze.

“Nice to meet you. Y/N?”

“That’s me,” you say. “How’d you know?”

He points to the little post-it stuck next to your monitor with your name and login.

“Ah…”

“Well, now that we’re properly introduced, we can start with the basics, yeah?”

You nod, trying very hard to ignore the sudden heat and the dumb flutter in your chest when Robert gets up and casually leans against the wall behind you, arms crossed. His appearance isn’t extraordinary or anything. He’s hot, sure, but not the type to turn heads. Somehow he still makes you feel… different. Maybe it’s the way he carries himself? Or maybe it’s that deep voice of his, the kind that reverberates through your body like it’s slipping straight into your bloodstream? It’s hard to tell, but there’s something about him that’s impossibly captivating.

The afternoon goes by faster than you expected. Between explanations, files, funny stories about Robert's time in the company, and the ridiculous amount of coffee you both end up drinking, you lose track of time completely. At some point, your brain starts buzzing. Too many new things, too many screens… It’s hard to process everything at once. Insecurity starts creeping in. Are you really ready for the job? Shouldn’t you have just stayed in your old life as a wannabe hero?

That familiar weight starts forming in your stomach, but you try to push the thought away. Robert notices. Of course he does. His eyes catch yours with this quiet understanding, like he can read you without a single word being said.

“Break?” he suggests.

Before you can say anything, you’re already following him to the breakroom.

“I think I got everything,” you say while the two of you are sitting at the breakroom table.

Robert takes a bit to answer because he’s busy stuffing his mouth with Twinkies.

“It’s easier than it looks, honestly. The tricky part is them,” he says, nodding toward a few people talking loudly in the company kitchen. You start to relax for the first time all day. Maybe — just maybe — you won’t blow anything up tomorrow.

A woman with bright red skin and full-on demonic vibes walks over, puts Robert in a playful headlock, and almost knocks him off his chair.

At the same time, another woman with short hair tinted somewhere between purple and black walks up laughing and messing with Robert. “For someone who acts like a total bitch, we actually missed you this afternoon. Chase was being a pain in the ass, as usual.”

Robert lets out this soft laugh, still trapped in the demon girl’s arms. “It was for a good cause. I’m training the new dispatcher,” he says, pointing straight at you.

Both of them look you over, but the demon woman is the first to smile.

“Malévola.”

You smile back. “Y/N.”

“And this is Invisigal,” Robert adds, nodding toward the purple-haired menace, who doesn’t look as nice as Malévola at all. She stands there with her arms crossed, eyes sharp, studying you in silence. Probably deciding whether she can trust you or not.

“You don’t have to be scared, I don’t bite,” you say, looking at her. She lets out a short snort of a laugh, followed by an almost disappointed expression.

 “Well, shit. What a shame. I love when they bite.”

 “And that’s Visi for you,” Malévola adds, rolling her eyes.

“You two are on Robert’s team?” you ask. They nod.

“He’s a little shit, but gets the job done,” Invisigal says. “SDN somehow managed to shove a bunch of idiots together and Robert miraculously made it work. Not even Blonde Blazer thought that was gonna pan out.”

“Thanks for the support,” Robert mutters, coffee cup hovering near his mouth.

“I was complimenting you, dumbass.” Visi looks back at you again ”What about you, girl? What’s your superpower?”

That question hits you right where it hurts. You shift uncomfortably. You hate answering that. Hate talking about it after all the failures, after every single person you tried to help and couldn’t. You feel useless every time.

“It’s called, hm…” you clear your throat. “It’s echo sense. I hear what people mean, not what they say. Emotions, intentions… the stuff between the lines. People can’t lie to me, that’s basically it”.

“So you’re a walking lie detector? Shit, that’s pretty cool,” Malévola says.

“Yeah. It’s… fun,” you say, even though there’s more you could add.

It would be better if i could actually do something with it. Something real. Something that actually matters. Save a life, or whatever. But all i ever do is figure out when someone’s being an asshole right to my face.

Robert looks at you, and it’s impossible to tell what’s going through his head. His gaze is piercing, his lips slightly parted, his breathing steady. Visi nods once after your answer, but doesn’t say a word, and the silence between all of you starts to weigh a few tons.

On the other hand, the room is noisy, warm, alive. Like years of chaos and partnership have sunk into the walls.

With a sigh, Robert puts both hand on the table and stands up “Well, break’s over. C’mon, we’re doing one more simulation now, something new they added to the training.”

You get up to follow him, but still catch Malévola and Invisigal whispering as you walk away.

“She’s kinda weird, huh?”

“I didn’t notice. Was too busy watching Robert literally eye-fuck that girl. I’m kinda jealous. God… he needs to get laid soon or he’s gonna jump on the first person he sees.”

“For the love of— you never think about anything else, Visi.”

The rest of the afternoon passes in a blur of screens, repeated simulations, and Robert’s calm voice saying “one more time, it’s ok” whenever something goes wrong. Once things finally calm down, the building is quieter, the sky outside starting to change colors.

By the end of the day, you’re dead tired. Your back hurts, your head hurts, and every muscle in your body is basically filing a complaint. Robert looks just as wiped out, stretching his arms over his head with a groan.

“So? What’d you think? Am I a good mentor?” he asks, teasing.

You let out this weak little laugh. “Hmm… I dunno. I think you could improve a lot. You’re kinda boring…” you joke. He’s sitting on a small chair right beside you, and as you’re about to bump your shoulder into his while speaking, you realize the two of you are much closer than you thought. Close enough that his warmth reaches you without even touching. Robert has this small, gentle smile on his face — something almost tender. Suddenly, his lap looks like the most comfortable place in the world, and you feel this strange urge to lie down on him and just rest.

And even though you’ve been pretending all day not to notice it, the second his eyes meet yours, there’s a softness there — calm, warm… but also intense enough to make your skin tingle.

“Trust me, you wouldn’t want Chase in my place,” he says, looking away from you, grabbing his stuff off the table and powering down the computer. “He’s pissed about this new training system SDN put in. Thinks it’s a waste of time. None of us ever had to do this before we started. Usually we just show up and… do the whole thing, y’know?”

“Is Chase really that bad? First Invisigal, now you… I’m starting to get worried.”

“No, not at all. He’s actually a really good guy, just grumpy as hell. Old age, I guess.” Robert shrugs. “But he’s got a good heart.”

He swings his bag over his shoulder and gives you this look — checking in, but subtle.

“How’re you feeling?”

“Honestly? Scared. What if I’m not good at this? What if the villains try to, I don’t know, beat me up?” you say, only half joking.

Robert immediately lets out this loud laugh, the kind that only someone who’s been there would have.

“Nothing you can’t handle, trust me. And relax, from what I saw in training, you’re more than ready to start. Like I said, none of us did any of this before working here. You’re ahead already. And if you need anything, remember what Blonde Blazer told you.” He taps the divider between the cubicles. “I’m right next door.”

“Thanks, but just so you know… If anything goes wrong, I’m blaming you.”

Robert opens his mouth to respond, but stops when quick footsteps echo in the hallway.

“What the fuck are you assholes still doing here at this hour? You got nothing better to fucking do?”

“Great way to start, Chase,” Robert grumbles, turning toward the shorter guy with white hair. “This is the new dispatcher, Y/N.”

“So you’re the one who dragged Robert away from the fucking work all afternoon and made me babysit his fucking team? Jesus, they’re a nightmare. No idea how you deal with them. Fun people, sure, can’t deny that, but still, fuck.” He talks so fast it’s almost hard to keep up. “Kid, tell me, do you think this fucking new training helped with anything?”

“I don’t know if the training is working, or if she’s just very good at what she does.,” Robert says, sending you a little wink. “But we’ll find out for real tomorrow. First official day, right?”

“Yeah… I’m kinda nervous. Scared they’re gonna kill me,” you admit. “I’m not joking. What if I piss someone off?”

“We’ve got security all over this fucking building, no one’s gonna lay a hand on you. And I trust Robert. If he says you’re doing fine, then you’re good to go, kid,” Chase says. “Now get the hell outta here already, or tomorrow you’re gonna screw something up just from being tired.”

“You’re right.” Robert gets up and starts walking with Chase, but before they head out, he turns back to you. “Rookie, wanna grab something to eat? Celebrate your unofficial first day?”

“Wouldn’t it make more sense to celebrate the official one tomorrow?”

“Nobody said we can’t do both.” He grins, adjusting his backpack. “Come on, let’s eat something. There’s a really good place nearby.”

“Is Chase coming too?” you ask, throwing your bag over your shoulder.

“Me? Fuck no. I’m dead. I need to go home and sleep,” he says, already walking to the elevator, leaving the two of you behind. “Good night, dipshits.”

“So it’s just us?” Your voice comes out a little quiet, a little shy. It’s only the first day, no big deal. Just a harmless dinner with your mentor and coworker who is definitely not stupidly attractive and hasn’t been giving you those weirdly intense looks all day.

Oh lord... It’s been a while since you went out with anyone.

“Just us,” Robert says, dragging you out of your head with that voice that hits you right in the chest — and everywhere else. “You coming?”

“Yeah. I’m coming.”

The two of you step into the elevator, and the second the doors close, the silence shifts. Thick, charged. Robert turns his head just enough to look at you, slow and deliberate, like he’s trying to peel your thoughts right out of your skull.

Don’t look back.

Don’t look back.

Don’t—

Your eyes flick up anyway.

Fucking mistake.

He’s still watching you.

Your shoulders brush, even though there’s plenty of room, but he doesn’t move away. Neither do you. His cologne hits you hard, and it makes your stomach twist in that stupid, traitorous way your body has. Heat crawls up your neck, your ears, your cheeks.

He’s just a coworker you met today.

Just a coworker.

masterlist

pairing : robert robertson iii x fem!reader

summary : robert can't sleep.

word count : 0.4k words

notes : i'm still in love with robert.

Like he knows everything, so it's fun to teach but they do it in the worst way.

Watching and randomly adding a quick,

"You sure about that?" You thought everything was just right, now he's making you guess everything you know just to signal go on.

And you were wrong, cause ofcourse. Now he's lecturing you in such a way you don't know whether to be offended or turned on.