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hanluex · 1 year

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♡ IT’S DEFINITELY YOU — ROBERT ‘BOB’ FLOYD

bob floyd x reader | wc : 1.2k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, mentions of food, friends to lovers, college au, fluffity fluff, mentions of drinking, confessions

“do you ever want to sit outside and talk all night with someone?”

you suddenly blurted as you and bob had a snack in the cafeteria before your afternoon classes started. bob stared at you for a while, considering your question while you panicked, overthinking as you wondered what he thought.

“actually, just forget–” you spoke, biting on the straw of your iced coffee, worried that your friend might think of you as a weirdo.

“i do, actually. especially on the days where it’s hard to handle. i wish i had someone to share my worries with,” bob confessed, and you stared at the table silently, not knowing what to say.

you don’t know why you just blurted something you have been wanting to do for the longest to someone like bob. the two of you became friends after you realised you had every lecture together, and you were nothing but good friends.

at least you hoped for it. but of course, stupid feelings had to get in the way, and before you realised it, you were crushing on your batchmate hard.

unbeknownst to you, bob was in the same position, worried that if he acted upon his crush, he might ruin a wonderful friendship.

“guess we’ll just have to wait until we find that someone, huh?” you mumbled, checking your phone as an alarm went off, signaling you had to head to the lecture hall. “until then, we’ll just listen to mr kent rant about his hectic life as a lawyer.”

bob laughed, nodding along as he grabbed onto both your bags before walking to your classes. it was always like this. anyone who saw the two of you thought you were a couple, and you two would deny it, ignoring the pain in your hearts.

ever since you two met, you did everything together. your dorms were close to each other, so it was convenient. you two went home together and walked to the university together. you two bought groceries together, and would hang out together on your free days.

bob would pay for your meals whenever you two ate out, and you would pay back by cooking for the two of you when you ate at home. if you two started dating, it wouldn't be a big deal because it was hard to imagine one without the other.

with your finals coming up — and you two getting different library and study room slots — bob and you came across each other a lot less, unless it was to have a meal or chat for a bit during a study break. though you two texted, it didn’t really make up that you couldn’t see each other.

after your last exam, your batchmates went out for a celebratory dinner, and you couldn’t skip on it. which meant hanging out with bob had to wait until the next day.

but that didn’t stop you from constantly texting the male.

from your outfit to whatever you ate to your batchmates being drunk, you sent pictures and videos of it all to bob — who was also at a dinner with his friends. he sent you the same, the two of you exchanging your nights with each other.

“you have been on your phone all night. are you texting your boyfriend?” javy asked, making you look up from your phone.

you shook your head, denying his words. “i was just texting bob about the dinner,” you replied, smiling at him before looking back down on your phone as another text came from bob.

“and? is bob not your boyfriend?”

“no?”

javy’s eyes widened at your answer, shocked at the misconception he had. you saw his face and could figure out what he had thought, and his words only confirmed it.

“oh, damn. i thought you two were dating since y’all are always together and stuff. my bad.” he didn’t settle on the topic for long, moving his attention to bradley, who was drinking his fifth can of beer.

his words repeated in your head throughout the night, even after you had gone back home. maybe you should just take the risk and go for it. ask bob out. you had nothing to lose.

except for a great friendship.

you sighed to yourself, shaking your head as you went to shower, changing into some casual clothes as you laid on your bed. as you wondered about what you were going to do for the next three months, your phone pinged, signaling you had received a text.

robert 💜: knock knock

who’s there?

robert 💜: al

al who?

robert 💜: al give you a kiss if you open the door now

you let out a laugh, still confused, as you went towards your door, opening it slowly. seeing bob on the other side, smiling as he usually did, you greeted him back with a smile, wondering what was up.

“robert floyd, did you even look at the time?” you scolded with a smile on your face, unable to keep up your facade. “what are you doing up so late?”

“well, i wanted to sit outside and talk with someone all night long,” he answered, shyly rubbing the back of his neck. “and i hoped you’d be willing to be that someone.”

you closed the door, running inside to grab your jacket and wear some shoes. it startled bob when you shut the door in his face, guessing you didn’t want to accompany him.

but you were the one who wanted this ... was i not the someone you were looking for? he couldn’t help but think, turning away to go to his dorm.

the door suddenly opened, and you hurriedly rushed out, and once bob saw your shoes and jacket, he realised he had got carried away by his thoughts.

a wide smile came on his face as he saw you cutely rushing, holding onto your hand as you two walked out.

the two of you went to a nearby park, sitting on the swings as you rocked back and forth lightly, speaking about the things that came to your mind. it wasn’t anything deep, just random ramblings as you tried to pass the time.

“hey, y/n?” bob spoke, making you turn to look at him. “do you — um, would you be open to the idea of dating?” he had stopped swinging, and you stopped as well, raising your brows at his question.

“hm?”

“if someone asked you out, would you say yes?”

you shrugged, playing it cool even though your heart was threatening to beat out of your chest. “it depends on who the someone is, yeah?” you answered, wondering where this conversation was heading.

“what if it was me? if i asked you—” bob inquired, getting cut off by you as you nodded your head vigorously, unable to keep in your excitement.

“yes. definitely.” you bit your lip, eyes widening as you avoided looking at his face. “what i meant was, um, actually ...” you covered your face with your hands, feeling embarrassed.

bob chuckled, pulling your swing’s chain, so you were closer to him. “would you like to be mine, y/n?” he had a wide smile on his face, already knowing what your answer would be.

“yes, definitely. if it’s you, yes.”

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amireallyme · 7 years

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How it all Started

I just graduated and I still feel really sentimental about it. this is quite a long post so bear with me.

I first met him on the bus on my first year of secondary school. he was that kinda person that you’d go “wow, he’s hot/good looking” at first sight. he was my bus eyecandy. he takes the same bus as me although we board at different stops. for 8 months, I didn’t know that he was a teacher in my school (though in my defence, there’s 2 routes that you can take to my school and he was also a trainee teacher). I only knew when my senior sent me a picture of him and his boyfriend at the gym. when I received the picture, obviously I recognised the dude whom I see on the bus everyday duh. word spread around the graduating secondary students that he was gay. I was the only non grad student who knows about this secret of his. it never left my lips to the ears of my batchmates or other ppl.

over the holidays before the start of my second year, I bumped into him and his boyfriend when I was at the supermarket. I was on my phone then and was pissed w this couple who blocked my way so I looked up. the dude on the left looked shocked while his friend just looked at the two of us holding eye contact. that guy was really familiar but I couldn’t recall. I was super tired and just wanted to quickly get my stuff and go home so I just squeezed right through the both of them. I then realised it was my teacher. he didn’t had his spectacles on and his hair was dyed hazelnut brown.

the next day, I had english oral examination. as I walked into the room with 4 other classmates, I had a shock of my life when I saw him sitting at one of the tables. despite trying very hard to avoid him, I eventually had to go to him for assessment. I stuttered a lot for reading aloud and I couldn’t hold a conversation with him during the spoken interaction segment. I mean who wouldn’t? at the end of the whole assessment, he thanked me and gave me pointers. “XX, I know we haven’t met...” I felt very ‘attacked’ when he said that cause I knew that he meant that we know that we both exist but never exchanged words before. I thanked him and stood up. the other teachers in the room looked at the two of us and smiled, apparently I was the last to finish despite being the first to come in. I ran out of the room, embarrassed.

when the new school term started, we met on the bus again as per usual— this time, he smiled at me. I felt so flustered, I didn’t return back a smile. the only time I get to see him is when I go to school and go back home. apparently, he started walking to school after reaching the interchange instead of taking another bus. so in addition to my 15 min journey to school, I get to walk ‘with’ him too.

he has a bad resting face, especially in the mornings and I got used to just making eye contact w him in the bus and acknowledging that as a ‘good morning’. there were times when he’d fall asleep and I’d wake him up and he’d do that with me too. I’m the kind of person who doesn’t like to be packed in between people so I always let others get off first before I get out of my seat. so does he. whenever he sits behind me, he makes sure that I stands up first. whenever he sits in front of me, he lets me walk past him and he’ll walk behind me.

our first real interaction happened in the student council. he was posted to my school officially and was in the student leadership department aside from the english department. in the later months of my second year, I got to know of the way he does things and how he works and honestly speaking, I was actually amazed by him. right after end of year examinations, we had to fill a form to choose our subject combinations that we would like to take in upper secondary. truth to be told, I was hoping that he’ll teach me in upper sec.

on the first day of school, I got to know my new form teachers. they were really nice. I got my new timetable and I scanned through the names. since I’ve been in the council for 2 years, I knew quite a lot of teachers and their initials. I was delighted with all the teachers that I got cause ALL of them were either Heads of Departments or well liked teachers because of their teaching styles. though, I wasn’t quite sure of who was my english teacher. I didn’t know his name then so I was excited for the second day of school since there’ll be english period. unfortunately I fell sick and took an MC for 2 days. on that thursday, we had english for first period. I was fooling around and talking with my friends when I realised that I’ve yet to know who my teacher was. “yo, who is CKJ?” I was waiting for a response from my tablemate when the class chairperson told us to stand. I did and looked in front. it was him. after greeting, he called me to the front of the class “hey, how are you? are you feeling better?” I smiled and said that I was. I went back to my seat, with my heart racing fast. my wish came true!

I never liked english lessons cause I find them boring. however, he actually made lessons wayy interesting. he infused technology, games, debates, etc in class, he not only changed my perspective and attitude towards english but the whole class’. never in my 8 (now 10) years of education have I actually looked forward to english lessons. he would find me every now and then to ask me to help him out to distribute notes, collect homework etc. I felt kinda bad for the eng rep at times cause he’d still come to me although she’s near.

around May, we had an overseas immersion programme. I chose my country of choice. when the results came out, I went to the notice board in front of the general office to check out whether I got what I wanted. I did, and at the bottom of the list, it stated the names of the teachers that were in charge of us. HE WAS IN CHARGE. I was ecstatic. we spent 5 days 4 nights there, the longest trip for a short haul flight. for those 5 days, he stuck to me like my personal tour guide. he’d ask me about the geographical features of the place (he loves geog and he knows I take geog as well) and just random stuff that’ll pop in his head. when we were given free time to roam around a museum, I realised that he went to every painting that I looked at. since I was a systematic person, I realised that he might be one as well. so for the next artefact, I walked across the whole room. before I realised, he was already behind me. “what do you think this flag is symbolic of?”. later, we were driven to a geographical landform which was popular amongst tourists. our tour guide left us to take pictures and I used that time to just sit and watch the waves. my friends unknowingly start to block my view so I got really angsty. I nudged and kicked them away. I heard a laughter. it was him. he sat next to me and we just talked about the formation of the headlands and bay. when I got back to my hotel, I was informed that before I started getting all cranky, he was already standing behind me and smiled widely when I was raging. when we reached the airport, he offered to send my home via cab when he knew that I would be taking the public transport home cause my parents were too busy to fetch me.

3 days before the trip, I was announced to be the new head prefect of the council. only the 10 candidates knew of this together with the council teachers. during the trip, he announced to everyone there that I should get the honour to hold the school banner. I didn’t know how to react so I just smiled sheepishly as everyone gasped at the news. this year, he was changed to another department. he had my picture on one of his slides regarding our plans after high school. I was the joke of the cohort cause I changed gender ( he arrowed my picture to guys of different races and level of educations ). he told his form class that he chose my picture because I looked good and suited the context of the presentation slides.

he’s a really professional teacher. although by the second year his secret was exposed to everyone and people made fun of him, he never cared and continued his day to day behaviour. I really respect him for that. he also doesn’t mix personal feelings into work. if I have to describe him in a word, I shall say reserved. he’s not the type of teacher to strike conversations with students and he only talks with a small group of teachers. I was no different, although, he did come to check on me once in a while when he walks past me while I’m studying and would give me energy snacks. it’s an open secret among my batchmates that I like him and everyone knows that he treats me a lil differently, including some of the teachers, although it’s not that obvious. I actually don’t know what to do now. should I confess to him and move on or just keep it this way.

yes, my first legitimate crush is him. I eye candy a lot of people, evident in how it was the same for him at first but I gradually grew to love him for him and not only his looks. mr c (my form teacher) is the only teacher that knows about this.

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