《The Black Phone x reader one shots》Soulmates|Robin|
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I heard a crowd hollering 'fight' 'fight' over and over again.
I was curious and nosy so I went to go check it out.
Of course, I saw my friend Robin in the middle and he was with Moose.
Moose is an asshole.
"Then do it," Robin answered moose.
I didn't know what was happening cause I joined the crowd late but continued watching.
Moose threw in the first punch but Robin quickly reacted and dodged, sending a punch to Moose's face instead.
I groaned as I felt an impact on my knuckle, looking at it and seeing that it was turning red.
I ignored it and continued to watch.
(You'll get what I'm doing with this just wait and read)
Moose launched onto Robin but missed again, only getting a kick to his face by Robin.
Then Robin pushed him onto the ground and got on top of him, and started to punch his face, again and again.
Each time Robin punched moose the ache in my knuckles would get worse, and they started to cut open and get wounds on them.
I groaned in pain as I decided to leave the crowd to pay attention to my wounds.
Wait...
I began thinking, how did I get these wounds... a crazy wound like that and I didn't do anything. My soulmate.
My eyes widened as I figured out the problem. I looked back to see the crowd leaving and only to see moose on the ground and Robin about to walk away.
"Holy shit. Robins my soulmate." I started looking at my knuckles.
Some people have already found their soulmates but I didn't expect to find mine so early. But we can't be too sure, my soulmate could've been fighting someone the exact time Robin did but that would've been a REALLY big coincidence.
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I continued to think before someone tapped me on my shoulder I turned to see Robin.
My eyes enlarged, and my cheeks reddened a bit.
"Hey y/n, holy shit... what happened to your knuckles?" Robin questioned, pointing to my knuckles, I hid them behind my back.
"It's nothing. I saw you fighting moose, did you really have to hurt him that bad?" I asked, 'he could've done one punch, ONE PUNCH but no, he doesn't care about his soulmates wounds'
I thought, jokingly.
"Well I was gonna just wail on him a bit, that wouldn't have caused any harm. Nope! I was so surprised when he swung, to be honest." Robin chuckled looking at his knuckles.
"So did you beat someone up to?"
Robin asked, looking at me up and down to scan any more wounds.
"No, well...yes? I mean um, I don't know. Kinda?" I wanted to end myself right then and there. I immediately regretted what I had said.
Robin only laughed at this, causing me to blush in embarrassment. I looked away to avoid eye contact.
"You're my soulmate, huh?" Robin grinned, my eyes widened as I looked back at Robin.
"Ok fine, yeah I am, but did you really have to punch moose that hard?! I'm in pain man!" I whined, holding my wrist and looking at my knuckles.
Robin chuckled.
"It's not funny," I expressed blankly.
"Ok ok, let's get us cleaned up. Don't act like it's the first time something like this ever happened." Robin spoke.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"What do you mean?" I tilted my head slightly as we began to walk to the school.
"That time where you got a big shard of glass stuck in your foot. Man that hurt like a bitch when you took it out." Robin laughed before continuing.
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"I still have the scar."
"Okay, it wasn't that bad." I let out before Robin gave me a stare.
"The cut was like three inches big," Robin stated with his lips pressed together.
"How did you even manage to get a big shard like that up your foot?
I shrugged.
"I had to go to the hospital to get it out," I responded, with a playful smile.
Robin laughed quietly.
After a few minutes of more talking, we made it to the school.
Robin handed me some tape, I don't even know where he got it from but I didn't care.
"So go to the bathroom, rinse the blood, and then grab paper towels, wrap them around your knuckles, and tape it," Robin explained, I nodded in response before walking into the bathroom.
The bathroom was empty which was good, I would usually get bullied sometimes in the restroom.
I began washing my knuckles until three girls entered.
Great, I spoke too soon.
I ignored them and continued to wash the blood off my knuckles.
"Hey, what do you think you were doing with Robin?" The girl in the middle stated.
I let out a scoff.
"And why do you care?" I turned off the faucet.
"Y/n has an attitude today." The redhead on the right declared.
I rolled my eyes trying to get past them, but the blonde girl in the middle pushed me to the ground.
I winced in pain.
"She doesn't seem so confident now." the girls laughed at the brunette on the left's remark.
After a few seconds, someone spoke, but it wasn't from the girls.
"Do you guys need something from her?" A familiar voice stated before he walked in, it was Robin.
"What are you doing in the girl's restroom?!" The redhead exclaimed.
"Don't try to switch this up. if you fuck with y/n again, I'll fuck with you." Robin glared at them, and the girls quickly left.
Robin held a hand out and helped me up.
"You took quite the fall." He said, rubbing his butt in pain.
"Sorry, Robin." I chuckled with a smile.
"It's okay, now I'm gonna get out before I get in trouble, come with me I'll wrap your wounds.
I nodded as we walked out of the restroom together.
People gave us weird glares.
I began to blush furiously, thinking about what the people that walked by might have thought.
Robin noticed and snickered.
I nudged him on the shoulder, frustrated.
We stopped by a water fountain before cleaning the blood off my knuckles again.
He grabbed a few paper towels that were in his pocket. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Why do you have that?" I inquired.
"Oh when you fell, I felt it and grabbed some paper towels because I didn't know if you finished fixing your wounds," Robin clarified.
"What else would I have them for?"
I ignored his question and just eyed him.
He smiled playfully before wrapping the paper towels around my hand and taping it.
"Thanks, Robin." The corners of my lips folded up into a gentle smile, as I glanced at him.
"Of course, now head to class, pretty." Robin flirted. My cheeks heated up slightly.
I rolled my eyes at the tease as he smirked slightly
"Just go away," I told.
"Yes ma'am." Robin saluted playfully.
I pushed him away gently as he smiled at me before walking to his class, I did the same. We parted ways, both blushing a little.
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