For Better Or For Worse | Rihanna

X; September 23rd, 2017

Double update cause I'm sorry I made y'all wait so long <3

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Eden Scott

"You watched the show?" I asked as I parked my car in an underground lot.

"Parts of it," Robyn yawned. "It was live-streamed on YouTube but with the time difference... I still stayed awake until you came on."

Robyn and I were catching up on FaceTime. She'd been in Europe for the past 4 days, today in Madrid for another Fenty Beauty event. She was currently telling me how she'd managed to catch parts of the LaQuan Smith show yesterday. The show was in the afternoon, eastern time, so probably pretty late for Robyn.

"What about your launch thing?" I asked. We'd been on the phone for quite a while now, as Robyn insisted I called her before I left for my next show this evening. She wasn't ready to hang up when the time came for me to leave, so I propped the phone up in the middle console and took her on the road with me.

"Yeah I did both, skipped the after-party and ran back to my hotel room so I wouldn't miss it," she explained.

"Wow," I snorted. "Talk about being whipped. You skipped a party for me?"

Robyn rolled her eyes, as she often did when I started piling on the teasing. "Please, I did enough partying for two nights in Paris. I could skip one."

"So you're not madly in love and devoted to me?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"Eh, I tolerate you."

"You tolerate me? That's why you was begging me to call you just now?" I continued.

"Watch yourself, I'm gonna hang up on you," Robyn fretted again, readjusting herself in bed.

Clearly, she was minutes away from falling asleep. Judging by the low lighting coming from the left side of the screen, I assumed she only had the bedside lamp on. I also knew she was wearing one of those fluffy and extremely comfortable complimentary robes, so she was most definitely ready for sleep.

Maybe I was just missing her, but as I observed her I could swear her robe was hanging open. Robyn wasn't the best when it came to working the angles on FaceTime, so I almost caught a peek of my favourite piercing of hers a couple of times. If I didn't have to go soon, I would've seized the opportunity.

I didn't mean to be a horny teenager, but I hadn't seen or touched my girlfriend in 4 days. She left me satisfied before boarding her plane, but if anything, knowing what I was missing made it worst.

Robyn and I spent our last two days holed up inside, doing nothing but loving on each other and catching up with TV we were behind on. The night before her departure was also the night of her Fenty x Puma fashion show.

I came to support her and sat in the third row with Jeremy, a friend of mine who additionally happened to be my manager. It's not because I didn't want her to see me, but because her mother, grandfather, niece and best friend were all on the front row. Robyn had yet to tell them about our relationship, and I wasn't going to be stepping on her toes about it. I just wanted to come make her happy, and see her be happy.

I had seen all the looks since they were first on the drawing board, perks of being the designer's girlfriend. And she did see me there. Her eyes just might've fallen on me before her family, and she smiled a million watts. As if she didn't know I'd be there anyway.

We did attend that afterparty though not for long because I could barely keep my hands to myself. We pulled an all-nighter and in the early morning, I drove her to the airport.

"Don't hang up on me, I like seeing your face," I smiled while willing myself to keep my eyes on hers.

"So come see me in person then."