🫶 A second fresh start 🫶

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Breathing in quietly, I looked up. Tightly stuffed in between rods arms, both of which holding me tight against his bare chest. The blanket that had been previously on the mattress was now on the floor, decorating the Boring floor tiles. Despite the lack of a blanket, rods body heat was enough for me to remain comfortable, as he continued to snore while in a deep sleep. I tried to move but despite my efforts, rods hold on me was just too strong for me to break free from his permanent hug. I embraced it, moving over as much as I could and using his chest and stomach once more as a pillow. His hand still firmly pressed against my back as his other hand was behind his head. Rod groaned gently, staring down at me as he felt my subtle breathing against his skin. "Hey y/n." He said, sitting up a bit before grabbing my arm and forcing me back into the same hug position I was in before. Then planting a kiss directly on my forehead, chuckling to himself quietly, most likely due to pure excitement. I moved further down, continuing to embrace rod as he moved and fixed into a fetal position. I crawled from out of his grasp, then standing up and stretching. "Where are you going?" Rod asked as I began to grab my clothes from the previous night. I'm just going to the restroom so I can change. Rod nodded then turning over and snoring loudly. I searched around the room, yet there was no bathroom? Alright then. I'd have to head further into the factory to find a bathroom to change in. I walked through the factory, thr very cold and wet air blew past me from the rain last night. Once on the second floor, I spotted a restroom in the offices, darting towards it and heading inside. Changing as fast as possible, I swung open the door, only to run into Rod, in his regular uniform, staring down at me, his large figure casting a shadow onto me. He quickly picked me up, giving me a bone crushing hug, then grabbing my hand and walking quickly down the already narrow halls. I pushed and shoved boxes and almost kicked a mini rod in the face trying to not run into something. Finally, Rod was holding my by my hands over the same pipe I fell down yesterday. Don't you dare. Rod let go, sending my flying down the tube as I fell flat on my face, landing in the kitchen of the factory. Like magic, Rod opened the door, standing Over me again. Then helping me up and walking behind me at all time, following me like a dog as I made my way into the same room breakfast was served in the previous night. Sitting down, Rod forcefully tucked my chair in, causing my body to press firmly against the honestly sharp table. He sat down across from me, never breaking eye contact as a variety of foods get placed around the table, proving both of us for numerous options. I began to fill my plate, staring at him as I was almost too uncomfortable to eat. What! What do you want? I said, frustrated with rods already confusing actions. He just placed his hand on the table, his other hand place firmly against the cheek of his mask, the using one hand to plop a large amount of bacon onto his plate. I looked around, still confused as to why he was staring so intently at me. "I wish I would have met you sooner." Oh that's kind of you. Your pretty great too. I stared down, still a bit uncomfortable. Then beginning to eat the food on my plate. I was honestly starving but there was just no way I could eat while he was gauging at me. I quickly finished, standing up as I quickly left the round, rods eyes burning into the back of my head figuratively. I could hear rods chair screech against the floor as I knew he was standing up. I turned around, already a bit afraid. I jumped back, the swinging doors flying open then hitting my head as I fell onto the floor. Rod again towering over me. Ow, fuck. Rod bent down, picking me up and carrying me bridal style. You Bitch! Good lord, you scared me. What the hell is wrong with you? Rod chuckled to himself, opening a door on the left of the room, then tossing me into the pipe into the middle of the room. I again, fell flat on my face, as I landed in a security room of sorts, Rod opening the door and walking towards me. Rod! Wait. Please, ask me next time you do that. "Oh, yeah sure." Finally! You speak! "Yeah alright." Another thing, are you going to do this every morning? Because I'd rather have some freedom and maybe be allowed to touch the floor without you picking me up. "Yeah, sorry. I'm just excited." Excited? Why. What's happening? "No, I'm excited to have you. This is one of my first ever relationships, and I'm just scared to mess up." That's cute. And it's fine, just try and ask me first before you do anything. Rod nodded, as I climbed up into his arms, again being carried in a bridal style, this time, it was my choice. Rod walked through the offices, then walking into the garage as we headed towards the ice cream truck. Where are we going? "We're just going into town for a bit. Perhaps you'd like to go shopping?" Rod stared down, his smile radiating through the mask. If this was my new life, I wouldn't mind it. This was probably my second fresh start.

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