𝕃𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟 𝔾𝕚𝕣𝕝 | Cavetown/Robin S. X Reader

-4-

(Btw: you went to the first show that was in London)

It was dark outside, but the light coming from the moon along with the lit buildings and street lights made it easy to see everything. We walked for awhile on the sidewalk trying to find a place to eat. But the whole time we really just talk. Trying to get up to date with each other's lives. I told him about some of the jobs I've gotten to do for photography. And for some reason I even told him about what happened between me and Jeremy. But he was supportive about it, and unexpectedly reached out to hold my hand. But it wasn't weird or awkward. It felt right. Like somehow that comforted me more than his words.

But what broke my heart was to hear about Casper (his chameleon). He told me that he had past away last year in November. It made me feel guilty that I never got to say goodbye or at least see him one last time. I could tell it was hard for him to talk about it. Casper really was his best friend.

But then his mood lightened up when he told me about his new cat, Fig. "He's a black Devon Rex with beautiful big bright eyes. And I love him very much. Though he does like to bite my feet a lot. And for some reason only drinks out of other people's glasses. Like never from his own bowl..." he trailed off talking more about him. And I listened happily with a smile on my face the whole time.

Every restaurant we pasted by looked full. Until we finally stopped at a cafe/bakery that was for some reason still open. There was almost nobody so we decided to there. When we went in we realized we were still holding hands and let go kinda awkwardly. I got a (you choose) sandwich. And Rob—who's vegetarian—got some sort of salad that looked really colorful. We sat down and realized we didn't get any drinks. So Rob being the gentleman he is got up to get them.

He sat back down and we talk some more. He told me about his friends, Mia, Simi, Tom, and Tom—or "Turtle" and "Oyster" as there nicknames. And of course I already knew Alex. So he told me about his month long trip around parts of Europe, that he did with him and his other friend Felix.

Once we were finished with our food, Rob got a text. "Oh. I need to start heading back to help pack all the equipment" he said answering the text. "Kay" I said and we both stood up. I quickly left a tip, and then we started walking back to wear his gig was.

We went around to the back entrance of the building, and I stopped there, ready to say bye. Hopefully not another long bye. He noticed I stopped, so he stopped too. But he looked confused. He said, "You leaving already?". "I guess. I mean it's getting late" I said trying not to sound sad. "Well...if you want you can just...stay at my house for the night. Since my place is closer" he said hesitantly, "I mean you don't have to. It's just an offer" he said quickly. I mean it's true his house—well his dads house—was closer than mine. Plus I'm 19. It's not like I need permission. "Um..Ok. Yeah, sure. Why not" I said and smiled, glad I didn't have to say bye yet. He smiled back then gestured for me to come inside.

  I helped him and his dad—who I was happy to see again—pack his music equipment into the car. Along with some other people who I'm guessing worked there. When we were done I grabbed my things to go to my car. Then from the corner of my eye I saw Rob. I turned to him and said, "Hey, you wanna ride with me?" holding up my keys. He playfully raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know. Are you a safe driver?". I paused and looked at the keys. "Well technically it's my mums car sooo. I have no choice but to be a safe driver" I said pursing my lips. He chuckled and said, "Ok fair enough". Then he grabbed his stuff and we went out to the car. We got in and started driving to his—well his dads—house, having fun conversations.

I managed to write a chapter on here. I guess writing this story makes me feel better.

-Author