Meet again {Robert Downey Jr Fanfiction} | sequel to Mister

Adapting

It was the next day, the sun was already setting and I was at my desk trying to concentrate. I hadn't spoken to my mum properly but I feel like as much as she hated to admit it, I was right though I wanted to let her some time maybe she would come to talk to me sooner or later and if not I'd talk to her.

"How the fuck would I know how that virus transfers to other individuals?" I mumbled frustrated starring at my work-sheet when my phone rang. 'Robert' I took it.

"Hey can you open your window please?" What? I stood up from my seat and looked out of my window. Oh no, this idiot. I chuckled. There he was standing, phone to his ear and eyes fixed on my window.

"Robert... You're such an idiot!" I earned a giggle but then I opened my window. It was possible for him to climb our trash can and then enter my room trough my balcony. He pulled me into his arms pressing a gentle miss to my temple.

"I missed you." He whispered. A smile shot to my face and I pulled away leaving my hands on his sides.

"You could've just rang the bell." He really could have. With his right hand he was stroking through my hair.

"I didn't want to risk getting on the nerves of your mom. How is she? Is she coping?" We phoned last night and I told him what happened.

"Yeah... I think so. She just next time alone I guess." I looked down but he lifted my chin with his other hand.

"It'll be alright. Trust me." Then he kissed me softly then hugged me. I leaned into his touch taking in his scent. Without many words he could make the world just so much better, make me feel safe and relax my entire body.

"Robert?" I whispered into his chest.

"What is it?" Slowly lifting my head I looked him in the eyes, our eyes locked.

"I love you." His eyes sparkled, the corners of his mouth went up. I swear this man.

"I love you too." I kissed him again slowly.

We ended up cuddling on my bed, one moment we had the heaviest make-out session and the next I was laying in his arms while we were talking about every philosophical topic than can be talked about. I was really tired, my clock already read 11pm. Robert was holding me from behind, his head on my shoulder, carefully kissing everything he could reach without moving too much. I took it he was tired to.

"Can you stay the night?" I asked not wanting this to end.

"Thought you would never ask." I heard his raspy tired voice next to my ear.

The next morning I woke up when my mom walked in, checking if I was still in bed. I pretended to be asleep wanting to find out how she would react. Pretty sure Robert still was asleep, we were still in the same position as yesterday except for he was only in boxers and I wore an over-sized sleeping shirt.

I could hear mom sighing and then leaving my room, carefully closing the door not daring to wake us.

Over the course of the next few weeks mom eventually became more used to Robert being my boyfriend. Yep. We were officially boyfriend and girlfriend again, Robert took me out for dinner two weeks ago and asked me in the most romantic way to be his girlfriend. Just kidding, we went to grab some McDonalds food and on the driver there he asked me to be his girlfriend just as if it was the most casual thing to ask, of course I said yes. I loved him for the way he was. Full of surprise but sometimes he was just a lazy, unromantic ass.

Anyway the last few weeks mom and me started talking more again, she still seems a little distant but she seems more happy, even with me and Robert. At one point she just had to accept it because Robert was literally present all the time somehow. Whether it was when she walked in on us sleeping my bed together, him picking me up or giving me a lift home. He was just part of everyday life. Sometimes mom would even find his clothes in my laundry either because he left them by accident or I stole them so snuggle with them. Not only would she find his clothes but one day she was cleaning my bathroom and when she emptied my bin she saw a used condom, I swear she was so disgusted by it that I know have to clean my bathroom myself, I can understand her.

Weird though that it took her so long to find one because honestly Robert and I were so attracted to each other we had sex like literally anytime and anywhere. In said McDonalds we got kicked out after an employee found us doing certain things in the bathroom. It was funny because Roberts only words were.

"I was just having dessert." We are the worst.

'Wanna come over tonight?' A text from Robert while I was sitting in a lecture about, honestly I don't know.

'Don't know. I feel a little sick.' Which was the truth, I was feeling feverish and my stomach had been grumbling the entire morning.

'Can I come over then?'

'Don't want you to get sick.'

'I take that as a yes then. See you later, love you.' Idiot.

When I was home laying in my bed the door bell rang but I only turned around feeling to weak to get up. I could hear mom opening the door followed by the sound of footsteps going up the stairs then coming to my room. A quiet knock.

"Amber." It was Robert, I turned around and smiled a little.

"Hey."

"God you look horrible." He put whatever he had in his hands down on my desk and walked over to me, sitting on my bed and taking my hand.

"Thanks, I know." I said smiling and squeezing his hand. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"I brought you some soup." Oh just the thought of it. A sick feeling overcame my body and I sat up, jumping out of my bed and running into my bathroom. I threw up over the toilet, seconds later I could feel Robert taking my hair and running has hand softly over my back. I started crying.

"I'm sorry." I don't know what was wrong with me but I couldn't stop crying, I threw up again.

"Hey love, it's okay. You don't have to be sorry for anything. Calm down. You're just sick. Everyone gets sick." Clearly he didn't really understand why I was so emotionally overwhelmed by just puking in his presence. I didn't either. I sat down on the bathroom floor, pulling my knees to my chest and continued crying.

"I don't know Robert..." I cried while he helped me cleaning my mouth."

"Please don't ever leave me, never ever leave me Robert. Promise me. Please. I love you. I love you so so much." I sobbed and he pulled me into his arms, kissing my temple and stroking through my hair. His touch was comforting though I was trembling in his arms trying to avoid sobbing.

"I won't ever leave you. I promise." Neither knew what was going on but he adapted to the situation and gave me the comfort I needed no question asked.