Dat Boii RobertIDK

10: The Apocalypse

[AN]
Hi it's been a while
I've been swamped with shit and I haven't been active in this fandom basically at all, so this is what I'm doing

Y/N's POV:

*Bzz bzz*

My phone buzzes. I reach for it and turn it on groggily.

Robert❤😊: Hey bby, I'm a little sick, so I can't come over😑😑

Y/N: Yea, that's fine, just make sure you don't get me sick...

Y/N: Cuz if I get sick, we could start an infinite loop of sickness

R: And what if it's never cured?

Y/N: the world would fall into chaos! Buildings crumbling, Costco's invaded...

R: yea, we'd all freak out XD

R: meanwhile, there'd be people trying to make money off of it still

Y/N: Like who?

R: people would create a whole next genre of music somehow

R: like a mixture of Jazz, techno and country

Y/N: And their names could be sick themed! Like the Barf boys 👏

R: their hit song could be called Hurl, Hurl, Hurl

Y/N: OMG YES😂😂

R: they'd make millions, and then they'd die from deseases

Y/N: Oh no, they peaked during such a hard time

R: but that's okay because they had fun :D

I turn off my phone and shove it in  my pocket. I head to my front door, throwing on my coat and rushing to my car. A couple of minutes later, I pull up in front of Robert's house.

I unlock the door and run to his bedroom. I see Robert on his phone, he didn't seem to notice me enter.

I slowly crawl on top of him. Robert's eyes light up as he moves his phone to reveal my smiling face.

"When did you get here? I don't want to get you sick" He laughs slightly, I can tell he's really tired.

"I would never let you die from the apocalypse alone! Plus, j could never keep away from you." I snuggle into his chest. Robert wraps his arms around me.

"Well, since you're already here and you're probably already infected, let's take a nap." He throws his blanket over both of us. I rest my head on his chest. Robert kisses the top of my head and holds my hand as we drifted off to sleep.

[AN]
I feel like a lot of my fluffy fics end with sleeping, but I'm always really tired when I write these, so I want sleep.