Black Sheep Rodrick X Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 22 - A Father's Confession Is A Mother's Sin

Waking the next morning had felt peaceful except for the fact you were sweating literal buckets. Rodrick was like a damn furnace and made sleeping with him in bed a now uncomfortable experience. Without even thinking, you took the sweatpants off and snuggled back into Rodrick to sleep. You tried to do this quickly, but taking care not to wake Rodrick from his hopeful dreams about you.

While in that basement you had nothing but time and sometimes it was easier to just try and sleep the day away than be awake. But now, it felt like you were wishing to stay awake, to have these interactions with Rodrick that had now taken on new meaning for you since your kiss. While cuddling was nice, you wish Rodrick was awake.

But you both needed sleep. Yesterday was a roller coaster ride of emotions and you know Rodrick put a lot of effort into freeing you. Everyone did. You were so grateful that you had found this group of people that cared about you. And you cared about all of them.

You watch as Rodrick's eyebrows scrunch together and he slowly opens his eyes. He rolls over into you and puts his face in your neck. Half of his body is on yours and he basically has you pinned down. He was a stick figure of a guy, but he still had more strength over you.

"Good morning." he mumbles into your hair. Rodrick nuzzles into more and you try to sit up. Rodrick allows you and he keeps his head in your lap. You feel his hands underneath the blanket as his fingers graze your thigh. You feel him stiffen and then lift his head up. "Um, where are your pants?"

"You give off too much heat. So I took them off. I'm still wearing panties if you are that worried about it." You say rolling your eyes. Rodrick is worried about you not wearing panties, which is weird considering he was talking about how he has seen you naked before.

"Ew, I hate that word." He looks up at you, still laying on your lap. Guess it's not that big of a deal if he hasn't moved himself from you.

"What, panties?" you say, teasing him. Rodrick put his face into his hands, groaning. Your hand falls onto his black hair and you run your fingers through the mess of hair sticking out every which way. Which now has you convinced he doesn't even style his hair, he just wakes up and goes. You continue to play with his hair, watching his closed eyes and the way his nose looked.

WHAM!

You hear Rodrick's door slam open and the sound of multiple footsteps coming up the short set of stairs. The door must've swung open so hard it shook the rafters of your ceiling Rodrick shoots up in bed, no longer laying in your lap. You watch as your Father, Frank, Susan and Greg all come bursting into the room.

You watch in horror as you notice all their faces going through different emotions like confused, angry, and embarrassed.

"[Y/N], you are coming home with me now." Your Father says in a flat voice, seemingly about to burst with anger.

"Rodrick, we talked about no sleepovers." Frank Heffley says, his eyes about to burst from his skull.

"I can explain-" Rodrick starts to say, but his mom, Susan, cuts him off.

"Rodrick Heffley. No girls allowed. We talked about safe sex and this relationship is moving too-" Susan begins to try and reason, but you know your Father better than that.

"You're having sex?! Get out of that bed right now, young lady." Your Father yells, moving towards you. You see Greg start to look disgusted. Oh my God, does Greg think you've had sex? He was like a little brother to you.

You pull the blankets up, trying to protect yourself. Why did you have to take your pants off? If he takes the blankets off and sees you half-naked this whole confrontation is going to turn into a double murder. Your Father would kill Rodrick and then you right after.