Maybe I'm your soulmate || Robin Arellano || Part three
summary- you reschedule your library time with Robin to go on a date with Bruce, maybe it wasn't a game of oreo after all
tags- rain, someone is a huge dick, once again jealous robin teehee,, minimal Finney and Gwen content ):, I fucking hate oreo
CWS - cussing per use
Robin rushed inside the school, avoiding as many people as he could. The rage he felt inside of him was fucking crazy. He didn’t know why exactly he felt this way, but it was horrible. Less than a day ago you guys hated each other. Maybe it was because you were friends with Finney. Robin cares about all of Finney's friends. If Finn holds something dear to him, so does robin. It just works that way. He saw bruce on his way to class and almost exploded right then and there. He thought about saying something, but what if he just embarrassed himself? He shrugged the thoughts off and walked into class and slouched in his seat.
The bell had rung almost thirty seconds ago and you rushed into class, your hair was wrecked and your face was flushed. Robin looked at you curiously and waved you over. You took notice and walked over beaming. “Hey, what happened?” the rather tall boy asked as he sat up.
You looked away bashfully, “All I'm gonna say is bruce met me in the student bathroom.” Robin was confused for a second, but then it all clicked, holy shit. A deep pit in his stomach hurt him, a lump in his throat formed, and a very strong hatred for bruce Yamada formed.
He scoffed and directed his attention to the teacher who was talking about something he didn’t care about too much. As much as he tried to focus on the subject but the only thing he could think about is how Bruce was all over you less than an hour ago. It made him so angry for no apparent reason, maybe he was just upset because ya know, it was a game of oreo or something.
Right yeah, that makes hella sense. When the bell finally rang you turned to him quickly, “Hey uh wanna meet up around 7?” he looked at you confusedly, “Why not five?”
“Yeah me and bruce are going to the bowling alley to hang out at five, so see ya then?”
“Yeah sure see ya then.” he rolled his eyes and walked off. Of course, you were going on a date with him that made sense. Bruce was the “it boy” every girl was head over heels for him, hell he even knew a few guys who were. It's unimaginable how many people would kill for a chance like that.
After school, he didn’t even bother waiting for you and the Blakes. You were probably gonna walk home with bruce so not like that mattered.
Once he got home his mother stopped him, “mijo, I thought you were going to the library right after school, what happened?”
“Sorry mama, I’m going later she’s busy with her boyfriend” robin huffed shrugging his backpack back onto his shoulder, looking off into the distance. His mother looked confused, she grabbed his shoulder and looked into his eyes, “ma what’re you doing?” the brunette barely had time to process what was happening before he was engulfed in a hug.
“Oh amor, I’m so sorry, there will be others” robin was confused, pushing his mom away he shook his head, “no mama it’s not like that! We’re barely even friends. I just wish she would have told me sooner so I didn’t have to reschedule so much.”
His mother laughed, “you don’t do anything after school. Reschedule my ass. It’s okay to be jealous over your crushes boyfriend”
“Mami she’s not my crush I don't like her!!” anybody with a brain could see how robin was denying his feelings. He didn’t know what his feelings were. The only person he’s ever dated was tabby Gibson in second grade and she moved away because everyone said she had cooties.
“Sure dear okay.” his mother ruffled his hair and walked off into the kitchen.
It was about an hour before seven, robin had sat there since he got home from school. Just rotting away in his bed. Thinking of nothing in particular.
He was about to get up and get ready, maybe comb his hair a bit and put on s’more deodorant, but his mother's voice rang through the house, “Robin! Someone is on the phone for you. Says it's important.”
Robin walked down the steps, turning the corner to the kitchen slowly, he took the phone from his mother, slowly and gently putting it up to his ear. “Hello?”
“Hey Robin, can I come over?” your voice was dry and you were sniffling. “It’s raining, you can’t walk over here”
“Please rob, please,” you begged, although the words could barely make it out your throat. His heart fluttered at the nickname, he figured it was important, “sure yeah okay. The address is 7741 on second street okay” he mumbled,” okay thanks so much’ you sniffled through the phone before hanging up.
It was probably about the project if it was really important you would’ve gone to Finney or better yet Gwen. She gave the better advice out of the two. It had been about ten minutes before you showed up, robin swung open the door.
And there you stood, looking like a wet dog, eyes glossy, nose running, and hugging yourself. He was stunned, why would you come here if you were upset? ‘Hey come on in.” he moved out of the way for you to walk in and swiftly shut the door when you did. “I’ll get you a towel. Stay here’’ he rushed off into the bathroom, and there you sat, dripping wet. “
Hey, here you go. I brought some clothes for when you dry off if you don’t wanna just sit in wet clothes all night.” he handed you the towel and sat the clothes on the head of the couch waving you over.
You sat on his couch and for the first time in a minute you spoke up. “It was a game of oreo.” your voice shook as you spoke and robin immediately knew what you were talking about. He sighed and hugged you gently, “I'm so sorry N/N”
“It’s fine, I'm gonna go change real quick and we can I dunno, talk or something.” you smiled and walked to his bathroom, towel still wrapped around you as you shivered. it was a pair of unopened boxers and a huge ass black teeshirt. You threw the clothes on and put the towel in the laundry hamper.
“Rob, what do I do with my other clothes?” he looked over and blanked for a minute, you were wearing his clothes. Not like he hadn’t given them to you but still. “Oh you can put them in the laundry hamper in,y room, upstairs then you take a left and it’s the first door.”
You pretended to understand the directions and walked upstairs. Once you found it, it was a lot cleaner than expected. Some action figures were side by side on a bookshelf, full of horror novels. Some comic books however were sprawled across a corner where a bean bag resided. His bed was messy like he had been laying in it not too long ago. You tossed your clothes into the hamper and walked back downstairs.
“Do you have a blanket I can use?”
“Yeah you can use this one.” he grabbed the blanket he was previously using and tossed it over to you. “We can share?” you scooted closer to him, practically laying on his chest. His face was flushed, “yeah sure” he tried to say calmly but a voice crack proved him wrong, you giggled wrapping the blanket around you two.
“So why’d you call me instead of Finney or Gwen?”
“You were already on my mind, so why not.”
His face once again flushed. “Right, so what happened.”
“Well we went to my place after school, and we hung out for a little. He was normal the entire time, but when we got to the bowling alley, his friends were there and he was like “ha got ya bitch, it was a dare” you sniffled, your nose still running from the rain and crying for hours before.
“What a dick.” robins jaw tensed, “yeah but whatever. Anyways how was your day?” he couldn’t tell you that he had laid in bed all day sulking, “yeah I just read”
You snorted, “nerd” reaching up to his face to push up some imaginary glasses. he rolled his eyes, ‘shut up” a few
moments of silence passed
He was gonna say something but just as he opened his mouth, only, you wouldn't hear him because you had fallen asleep. Soft snores escaped your mouth unwillingly, he grinned, looking up at the ceiling he sighed. Relaxing and trying his hardest to fall asleep too.
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