Kisses Of Crimson

Chpt. 5 - Helpless and Limp

DAILY SONG CHOICE: GOOD LOOKING - SUKI WATERHOUSE

A/N - I'M SORRY IN ADVANCE, don't hate me after these two chapters 😭😭😭😭

Y/n's POV:

Robin and I arrived back at my place with his stuff since we had stopped at his house to grab some items before he spent the night.

We were super excited, already mapping out which movies we will watch first, all the way to last.

When we got inside, my brother was still not home, which made me a bit anxious, but then remembered we were gone for a few hours, so he may have went to his girlfriend's house.

But what was really odd, was the fact he didn't leave a note or anything.

I leaned against the counters, sighing and rubbing my eyes.

Robin approaches me, setting his bag down in front of the table, then leans next to me on the counter, the opposite way.

He studies my face, but I don't look him in the eyes.

"Hey." He announces. "Look at me."

I don't, I just groan into the palms of my hands.

"Y/n."

I slightly move my head, letting him know I'm listening.

"Your brother's going to be fine, you know him. He's a smart guy, he wouldn't get himself in a shitty situation." Robin comforts, noticing my sudden change in attitude.

"I'm not so sure about that." I giggle, looking up at him.

"Well I am, so let's get this night started, alright? I'm sure he's just with a friend or something." He assures me, rubbing my back.

"Alright." I nod, getting up from leaning, and so does he.

We sit down on the sofa in the living room. "Which movie do you feel like watching?" I tested.

"Have you watched Halloween 1 and 2?" Robin suggested.

"Just number 1, not 2."

"Great! Lets watch that then." He finalizes, walking over to the basket of films, setting them in his lap.

I never would've thought this day would've came. - being Robin's friend and hanging out with him 24/7, that is.

Our rivalry started the first few days we met. We met a little after I met Finney. Finney and I were really close, and once Robin came along, Finney wanted to hang out with him more than me!

I now assume that it was because I was a girl, Robin was a guy, so, 'its easier to relate to one another.'

But Robin tried to be my friend, he did, but I kept hating him and hating him - then started messing around with him.

I teased him, he teased me, and we just had such heavy hatred towards each other for as long as I can remember.

But here we are now, sleeping and hanging out at each other's houses while my mother and brother are gone.

It was just us two.

I look at his presence, noticing how his hair was started to grow longer and get curlier. His arms were getting more muscular. His skin was getting even tanner. His hands were getting more veinier. Even his voice was changing slightly.

So was his personality.

Like I said before, he was quite pretty. His features were barely noticeable through the dimmed lighting in my house, leaving my mind to complete his face and his physical qualities.