Show Stoppin' (A Robert Manion x Reader FF)

~ Chapter Six ~

~ (Y/n)'s POV ~

I scrambled around the house to find the perfect two blankets. Why the hell are they so hard to find, dammit Jeff needs to organize his damn house so it makes sense. Once I found two blankets in a closet that was in the laundry room, I grabbed them and ran out to the living room where Jeff sat on the couch. I placed the blankets on the couch and continued running around. I had to make sure everything was perfect. If things were not perfect then he might not ever come over to hang out again. I couldn't let that happen. I just couldn't.

As Jeff watched me running around he got curious, "Hey (y/n), why the hell are you running around like a chicken with its head cut off?" His question caught me off guard. I completely forgot what I was doing and just leaned against the wall. I thought for a moment before I walked over to Jeff and stared down at him. He looked up at me with a smirk, which caused me to get flustered. I shook my head and sat down beside him, not looking him in the face again. 

"Robert is coming over to hang out and I just want everything to be perfect for when he gets here. I don't want him to leave because of how unorganized your damn house is Jeff," I grumbled as I shoved my face into my hands as I tried to regain the ability to think like a normal human. I heard Jeff let out a laugh. I felt his hand on my back and I knew I was about to be made fun of, but I was shocked to hear quite the opposite.

"(y/n), Robert isn't going to leave. He wants to hang out with you and I'm pretty damn sure that's what he is going to do." His words made me lift my head from my hands. I turned my head to look at him. A smile formed on my lips as I looked up at him. He truly was a brotherly figure to me. 

Jeff then stood up and stretched as he quickly questioned me, "Besides, why are you so nervous anyways? It's not like its a date or anything, you guys are just hanging out as friends." My face heated up as he spoke. He was right, I had no real reason to be so nervous. He began to walk out of the room, to which I stood up and followed him. I watch as he grabbed his jacket and slid it up and over his shoulders. He grabbed his keys and wallet off the table next to the front door. 

"Well, I'm going to go out to eat with Nick so we can discuss somethings about the show, make sure not to have too much fun while I'm gone," He smirked as he winked at me. I glared at him as he slinked out the door. My body instinctively moved on its own. I made my way back into the living room and just stood there caught up in my own thoughts. What if this ended up being more than just two friends hanging, what if something happens that makes things awkward between us. I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't even hear the front door open and shut.

Moments later I was brought back to reality by Robert, who had both of his hands on my shoulders as he spoke softly, "Earth to (y/n), you in there?" I shook my head as I looked up at him. His face was merely inches away from my own, which kind of freaked me out. He was so close that I could feel his warm breath against my cheek. My whole face heated up as I took a step back from him.

"Y-Yeah! I'm here" I stuttered out as I turned away from him, trying to make myself calm down from the interaction I just had with him.

He let out a low chuckle, causing me to turn around and look him up and down, "Good, you had me worried. I thought wiggly might have gotten to you or something." His joke made me let out a giggle which in turn he laughed too. Things became progressively less awkward as the night went on. We played some video games together, like Mario Kart. He won most of the races, I've never been all that great at video games, but getting the chance to just have fun with him was all I could ever ask for. 

As the night continued, we started talking about the past productions of Starkid. We talked about our favorite moments and what we loved about each and every show. When we started talking about Twisted I realized that I had never actually seen it.

"Yeah oddly enough, I've never really watch Twisted. I've tried to set aside time to do so, but I just always forgot or something else got in the way," I told Robert as I took a piece of popcorn and munched on it. Robert gasped slightly as he watched me. He got up and found Jeff's digital copy of Twisted. He popped it in and sat back down. 

He said, "You and I are going to watch this together. And you are going to love it." His words were forceful, but they made me laugh. He sat back on the couch with his arms outstretched across the back. I sat beside him, allowing his arm to be behind me. Over the course of watching Twisted, his arm eventually fell around my shoulder. I didn't mind one bit because it seemed that we were both comfortable with this action. Yet, towards the end of the musical, both Robert and I were fast asleep. I was snuggled up into his side and he had his arm wrapped tightly around me as if holding me in place. I felt comfortable in his grasp and it made me feel safe.