8. I Dreamed a Dream

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Still in shock, Robin looked around to make sure no one had seen what had just happened. Of course, no one did, Travis was gone and who else would be in his apartment. He had a hard time separating his dream from what had actually happened that day. It wasn't all a dream, he definitely went to work. Did he and Cory have lunch? Did he actually pour his heart out to him and cry in his arms? Well, only one way to find out. He decided to text Cory. Now he just had to figure out how to text him without sounding like a creep, he couldn't exactly say "Hey, so I had a dream we talked and made out under a tree by the set, how much of that was real?" Robin chuckled to himself thinking about how Cory would react to that. After several drafts, he finally settled on a text that read,

Robin: Hey, what did we all do yesterday? I had a really vivid and realistic dream about some weird stuff, I think all the medication is making my mind go crazy. Anyway, I know that this is kinda weird but if you could let me know sometime that'd be great!

"Shit, that sounded really fake, oh well" Robin thought to himself. It was just about six o'clock and Lion King was still playing, Simba was living with Pumba and Timone. Robin was singing along to "Hakuna Matata" when he heard his phone beep. He checked the text,

Cory: Well we shot the scene where Oswald wins the election and went outside for lunch. You told me about Travis and you were pretty upset, we talked for a bit and then you headed home. What was the dream about?

Robin: Oh not much, just a few random added things here and there. Thanks!!

Cory: You're welcome!

Cory wondered what Robin's dream was about. What if it was the same as his dream? No, it couldn't be. The night before Cory had dreamed that they went for a walk downtown during their lunch break. They walked around but stopped in a small clothing store for a scarf for Cory. He had picked out a few he liked and showed them to Robin. "Put them on" dream Robin said. So he did, the first one was a dark red/burgundy colour with deep yellow stripes. "It's cute but not quite right, next." Robin smiled. Cory blushed a little at being called cute, "Oh stop twisting things, he was talking about the scarf, not you." He thought as he grabbed the next scarf, this one was a navy blue with silver accents. "We are getting closer but still, oh is that the next one?" He asked and pointed to an emerald green scarf that had silver/grey stripes. "Ya." Cory replied hoping he liked it. "OMG! I love it, you must put it on!" Robin exclaimed as he grabbed the scarf and put it on Cory. He tied it around Cory, making sure it wasn't too tight. Robin took a step back and admired Cory, Cory asked, "How is it?" Robin didn't speak, he was staring into Cory's eyes then all of a sudden grabbed the scarf and pulled him down till their lips met. Cory didn't respond at first, he wasn't really sure what was happening but he then relaxed into the kiss and began to kiss him back. Then Cory woke up.

Cory told himself to stop thinking about the dream, there is no way Robin felt like that, and neither did Cory. The only reason he had that dream was because he and Robin had been spending so much time together, right? But more of this kind of stuff had been happening, he was seeing Robin so differently, he was gorgeous. Friends don't think their friends are gorgeous right? Maybe? Maybe he did like Robin, like more than just a friend. Could he even love him? Of course he loves him, but like that? "Cory! You with us?" Camren shouted from across the alley. Cory shook his head a bit to force himself to stop daydreaming, he kinda forgot he was still at work. "Ya, I'll be right there!", he quickly put his phone back in his pocket and headed over. His mind still stuck on Robin.


(A/N: Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading! I'm over 300 reads and I know that's not much but I honestly didn't think I'd get more than like 10. Sorry this chapter is so short. Anyways love you all ao much, thanks again!! <3 ~A

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