~Precious One~ | Robsten

Chapter 6: New

Third POV

"Rob? Rob wake up." A familiar voice whispered, shaking the unconscious man awake.

Rob let out a few incoherent words, sort of sounding more like grumbles to Sam. The man rolled his eyes, deciding that he had to do things the hard away.

Sam grabbed ahold of one of Rob's arms, tightening his grip on it, soon pulling as hard as he could, which sent Rob tumbling off the bed and onto the hard ground.

The impact alone had Rob's eyes snap open as the pain from his side hit him. He yelped, sitting up as quickly as he could.

"What the hell Sam?" Rob groaned, rubbing his now bruised side.

"Sorry man, I've been trying for twenty minutes, didn't know what else to do." Sam shrugged, offering his hand to Rob.

Rob reluctantly took it, letting Sam pull him up to his feet. He winced, feeling every part of his body ache from exhaustion.

"Why'd you wake me up? And why are you here so early?" He whined, eyes threatening to close again.

Sam rolled his eyes, "I'm taking you somewhere, Reese too, and we have to leave in ten minutes, so hurry." He informed, leaving the bronze haired man's room.

Rob's stood there dumbfounded, not really registering what just happened. His brain was still in that state of mental funk, where he couldn't really comprehend anything as well as he should.

"I said hurry!" Sam shouted into the room, tapping his foot impatiently.

Rob mimicked Sam, cursing at him under his breath.

He quickly threw on some decent clothing that he was pretty sure were clean, heading out to the living room area, which was honestly a ten foot walk. The apartment is really small.

"What about Reese?" Rob questioned, staring down at Sam on the couch.

"She's coming too, so do you want me to wake her up or do you want to do it?" Sam answered, giving Rob a casual stare.

"I'll do it. If you're going to wake her up like you did with me, then get out of my apartment." Rob scoffed, stomping into Reese's bedroom.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Sam whispered to himself, chuckling at the cranky man.

Rob peeked into his daughter's room, spotting the rainbow nightlight glowing in the corner. He walked over to turn it off, then headed over to Reese's tiny toddler bed.

He internally cooed at the way she wrapped herself up in a crap ton of blankets, all while hugging her stuffie tightly to her chest.

He reached down, pecking her forehead gently and lovingly. The little girl stirred awake, peering up at her dad with confusion.

"Daddy?" She mumbled, rolling over onto her back.

"Hi baby. It's time to wake up." Rob softly said, stroking the baby hairs out of Reese's face.

"You're home today?" She questioned while rubbing her eyes.

"Mhm," Rob hummed, "Sam wants to take us somewhere."

"Sammy?" Reese's eyes lit up, looking around her room and into the other in search for the said man.

"Yep, but you gotta get up baby." Rob tickled her sides gently.

Reese nodded, getting up from her bed. She held her arms out for her dad, wanting to be carried instead of walking herself.

Rob chuckled, gladly taking the little girl in his arms. He kissed the side of her head, taking her to her dresser to get her changed out of her pajamas.