Robby Keene x reader (one shot/short stories)

1- I know what i want

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As the California sun beat down gently on my skin, announcing the end of its reign in the sky. I was wandering the streets of Los Angeles. Not surprisingly, I'd lost my way again in this new city. I found myself in front of this dojo with the yellow cobra logo, which intimidated me immediately.I could see movement inside, the same dark-haired man with green eyes, a devastating smile and sometimes a grumpy look that I'd come across several times after getting lost yet again. He was concentrating on punching a rubber dummy. I could tell he was in a bad mood.If it wasn't chance, then what was it? The relentlessness of fate, no doubt.At this point, I went inside the dojo. I immediately felt intimidated by the place.- It's certain that I won't be spending my evening here. I thought to myself before feeling the dark gaze of the cat-eyed brunet.- Are you following me on purpose?- Believe it or not, I've lost my way again. I say.- Do you know google map?" he asks me sarcastically.-Robby, I don't want to seem exasperating but my phone's run out of batteries. I reply.- Well done, I'm not congratulating you. You really are a burden, you know that? he continues- As if I needed your approval. We stare at each other for 3 minutes, I can feel the tension rising. His eyes darken, his point ready to strike. Is he going to swap his dummy for me? No. We both explode with laughter, I snuggle into his arms while he plays with my locks of hair with his adorable devilish grin. It was just another one of those facades.- You're right," he says with his adorable smile, "you know what you want. You come back to me every time.Our lips touch. At last, for the last two weeks, we'd been circling each other like cat and mouse. I let my guard down, a huge mistake, I feel his arms wrap around me.- I can feel it's a trap. I say to him- Do you think so?" he asks me, "I know what I want too.- And what's that? I asked him provocatively.- You (Y/N). - Will you be taking me home? I asked him