Fool's Gold

Chapter 3

RPF

Warning: Age Gap, Intimacy, Sex Talk, Awkwardness, Embarrassment, Double Standers

Characters: Armie Hammer, Reader

Parings: Armie x Reader

Word Count: 2,389

That Sunday afternoon when Armie walked into his house he was greeted with a very hyper Archie running towards him. "Hey buddy! Miss me?!" The back door opened and Y/N walked in, Armie standing, surprised to see her. "Hey!" He smiled widely.

"Hey! What are you doing back so early?" She asked as he gave her a quick hug.

"We were finished so I grabbed an earlier flight. What are you doing here? You walked Archie this morning."

"Oh," She pulls out a notebook. "I was studying this morning out back." Armie gave her a curious look. "Archie likes to sunbathe after playing so I stayed longer so he could enjoy it."

"So you spent an extra, what? Hour?"

"Two hours." She tells him with a scrunched face.

"Two hours?! You spent an extra two hours sitting in the back yard with my dog so he could sunbathe?"

"It was either study at home or do it here. At least over here you have a beautiful pool to sit next to and an adorable dog to play with."

Armie chuckled. "Well, now that you know where the spare key is, you are more than welcome to come study by the pool whenever you want."

"Really?!" She said wide eyed.

"Sure." He shrugged his jacket off. "I never get to enjoy it, someone should. Better yet," He pulls out a booklet from his bag. "We can go sit out by the pool later and I can show you the awesome stuff from NYU I picked up on the trip."

"Oh cool!" Y/N grabbed the booklet. "This is awesome!" She flipped the pages.

"I walked passed and I remembered you talking about it so I couldn't help but stop by and get you some extra info."

"Thank you!"

Armie invited Y/N over to hangout often. They would talk about college and weigh the pros and cons of each University. They talk about classes and business majors, graduate schools the whole nine. The conversations drift from one topic to another. They go from hanging out by the pool to movie marathons and long conversations about books. Y/N drops by his office a few times a week just to say hello on her way home from school after lunch. It would almost always turn into an extended lunch with them laughing in his office over takeout for two. Evenings it was hanging out in Armie's garage working out on his home equipment.

Tonight was a workout night. Armie and Y/N have both been going at the punching bag and Armie could tell something was on Y/N's mind. He knew her well enough over the years and especially over the last few months to know when something wasn't right.

"Hey," He gets her attention as he sits on the weight bench. "You okay?"

"Oh, yeah." She waves a hand and wipes the sweat from her forehead with the towel he tossed to her.

"You sure." He asked again. "You look like something is on your mind."

"Okay, maybe I do have something on my mind."

"I knew it!" He grinned as he lay back and started bench pressing. "What's going on?"

"You said I can come to you for anything."

"Uh huh."

"And that you'd help me out with whatever."

"Y/N, spit it out." He tells her as he continues to lift the weights.