Crazier things have happened - Stanford X reader

Chapter 34

I can't believe y'all made me write this. 😃👍
I am sinking in shame now. Pls don't let anyone I know see this. If you're not comfortable with adult content, skip this chapter.

Y/N's point of view:

"Alright, got the tea.", I yelled walking down the stairs.
I shortly froze as I heard glass shattering.
"...Stanford?", I asked worried.

I peeked around the corner. He was heaving over his table, shoulders trembling.
"Stanford, what happened?", I asked placing the tea down and looking around the messed up room.
He didn't answer me. I got a bad feeling.
"Stanford?..", I asked once again, now walking near him.

I put my hand on his shoulder and the trembling stopped.
"What's wrong?", I tried again, now looking at his face, since he turned to face me.
Sweat ran down his forehead and he had red cheeks. His hair was just as messed up as his lab.
His eyes were widened and his lip was twitching. Furthermore, he was breathing heavily.

"What happened as I was gone? Did the fruit kick in already? I told you it was a bad idea...", I said, stepping away from him to search for tissues.
"Y/N...", he whispered, making me stop in my tracks. I turned around again to see him on his knees, trembling again. He was looking at me with such emotion I had never seen before. It was like he was... helpless.

I walked back to Ford and sat down in front of him, tilting my head.
"How are you feeling?", I asked, pulling out his journal and a pen.
"It's... so hot.", he mumbled wiping his forehead. I shortly looked up from the book with a worried expression.
"Should I get you some ice bags? Or some cold water?"
He immediately shook his head. "Stay."

"What the heck are those fruits...", I mumbled to myself, standing up and walking towards the table where the sorted fruits were laying.
I took a look at all of them.

"How come no fruit here looks like the one you ate?", I asked confused before my face fell blank and realisation hit me.
"... Stanford. Do you know what fruit you ate?", I now asked him.

If I was seeing it right, he was blushing out of embarrassment.
"Apparently... there was one bad fruit. I tried to... not take one but...", he explained under his breath.
I shook my head. "Oh my god! And what does it do?"

He cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses. His face was even redder now.
"I-I really don't think I should-"
"Stanford!", I said now a bit louder. I was seriously worried about him.

"H-how am I supposed to explain this...", he began. I only gave him a confused look.
"It has... an arousing effect. It triggers... Libido."

My eyes widened and my face flushed.
"WHAT?", I said inadvertently louder than I wanted.
Ford turned away from me.
Holy Mary-Mother of Jesus.

I coughed. "Uhm... maybe... take a cold shower?", I suggest blushing.
Ford looked at me with a considering expression.

Before I knew it, I walked him up the stairs to the bathroom.
"So... I'll be out here. If something's wrong, call out.", I said, closing the door behind him.
I blushed.
"My god.", I mumbled under my breath.

I sat down next to the door and closed my eyes. I could hear the water beginning to run.
All in all, I probably sat there for like 20 minutes.
"Are you alright in there, Ford?", I then asked with a knock.

"It's not getting any better.", I heard him whine.
I thought for a moment.

"Alright, it's okay. We'll find a solution. Just.. get dressed and come outside again.", I said and waited.

After a while I heard a loud crash.
"Ford?", I asked jumping up.
...
"Ford?!"

I stormed inside to see him leaning against the wall, a glass, where the twin's normally put their toothbrushes in, divided on the floor.
At least he had his clothes on.