Compulsive (Robert Downey, Jr.)

Grumpy

Third Person’s POV

It was early in the morning when Emma woke up only to see she was alone in the bed. She frowned at first, but she guessed Robert had already gone downstairs to make her breakfast, as he usually did.

She couldn’t ever complain about her boyfriend, she had the best in the world.

There was one thing she was complaining about, when she stood up to take a quick shower. Her soreness.

“Damn you, Robert and your bloody massive…” she cursed, before she felt really dizzy “woah…” she quickly laid down on the bed again “And a headache is in the way… oh god, please no. I have classes to…”

“Already awake?” Robert entered the room with a tray of food in his hands. “You screwed my surprise…” he pouted.

She smiled at him “Morning to you too, handsome”

He smiled, walking over to her and gently laying the tray on the bed “Morning” he kissed her and climbed on the bed behind her

“Have you eaten, already?” she asked

“Mhm, I was starving” he kissed her cheek as she devoured her breakfast

It was when she took a deep breath that he asked “Hmm, what’s wrong, baby?” he caressed her

Knowing he’d over react if she told him, she just shrugged “Nothing baby, just hungry”

“Oh…” he whispered, worried “Are you sure? Are you feeling ok?”  

“Well, I’m sore. Thanks to you” she leaned back against his chest, fighting her growing headache

“Uhhh” Robert held her hand “You didn’t complain back then, though” he chuckled “Quite the opposite”

“Ohhh” she gasped “Getting full of yourself now, are you, Mr.?”

He smiled, leaning to kiss her neck “Just working on my confidence… well…” he chuckled

She smiled, trying to relax under his amazing touch.

“Do you want me to take you to the school?”

“No, baby…” Emma whispered “I have some exams to work on and I’ll do it here. I’ll only go after lunch”

“Oh, alright” he kissed her cheek “I should hurry then”  

“Yes, you should” she kissed him and watched him as he quickly got himself dressed. It amazed her how any piece of cloth fitted him so damn well.

“Work hard” she whispered as he went to kiss her one final time

“Well… yeah… on my abs”

She showed him a smile “I definitely won’t complain”

“Bye, baby” he said, walking out the door.

Emma, otherwise, couldn’t bring herself to get up from the bed in the following half an hour. And she only did to get herself an analgesic.

Making her way downstairs, she entered the kitchen, only to find Sophie in there, eating her breakfast with her laptop next to her.

Typical of Sophie.

“Hey there, sexual active person”

Emma frowned, getting a glass of water “Why don’t you get yourself some, jelly one?” she grabbed her medicine and took it.

“Because none pleases me. I’m picky”

“And I thought you were out working late yesterday?”