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You’re My Best Friend

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“They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.”

Robyn had been so used to getting up at seven to take her morning iron tablet that her body just naturally work up, even though she hadn’t set an alarm. Looking at her clock, it was two minutes to seven and while she was still snuggled deep under her duvet on her left side, she couldn’t feel Taron behind her. She had woken a few times during the night and each time Taron had still been wrapped tightly against her, at one point his leg in-between hers as his light snores filled the quiet bedroom. She loved feeling his heat and having him to close to her. His deep breathes were easy and his heart was beating steadily and she just tried to take every feeling she had there and then and bottle it so she could always remember how wonderful it felt to sleep in someone’s arms.

Now though, she wasn’t surrounded by his warmth and turned onto her other side very carefully so she didn’t jostle the bed too much, making out his form in the dark as he lay on the right side. He clearly had moved away from her as he slept and while she definitely missed his body against hers, now she was able to get out of bed without moving him and taking the chance of waking him. She could go to the kitchen to take her morning tablet without disturbing him one bit.

Very carefully she slid her body out from under the duvet, fixing it after her so the light chill in the room wouldn’t reach Taron as he slept. It was the one time she wished she didn’t have black out curtains because she would have loved to have been able to look at him as he slept. Always her favourite way to see him, she knew he was resting, safe and of course it was nothing to do with how adorably cute he looked at he slept deeply. But even though she wanted to see his sweet face as he slept, Robyn had decided that she wasn’t going to open the bedroom door but rather get to the kitchen through the bathroom and laundry room because it was the best way to keep her bedroom dark and ensure Taron kept sleeping. He needed the sleep so very much after his last few sleepless night and apart from hugging cwtch and eating cookies, it was his favourite thing to do when he was in her home. She was used to walking through her room in the dark and easily made it to the closet door, pushing down the handle slowly to open the door and sneak into her closet. One she had closed the door behind her, she wasn’t as worried about letting any light in as she opened the bathroom door and the tiled room was already bright from the early sun rise so she was glad she had made sure to close the closet door behind her.

She shivered a little as she wandered into the kitchen, giving herself a huge stretch. Her sleep, while it hadn’t been completely constant, had been nice but mainly because she was cuddling with Taron. She had woken a few times during the night, a little tense before she felt Taron behind her, still holding her. Her dreams hadn’t been the best and Keith had definitely appeared a few times and she kept her hand laced with Taron’s in front of her face. Each time she woke, it was comforting feeling his bare skin against hers, his arm snug against hers, their legs intertwined. It was such a safe and protected space they shared and Robyn slipped back into sleep every time she woke, loving the soft beautiful sleepy sounds from Taron.

They had always shared a bed, usually had a cuddle of some sort but this time it was so much more then sharing a bed because their relationship had taken an unexpected turn yesterday evening, one Robyn was very excited about and apart from enjoying the warmth from his body, she was relieved Taron had slept the whole night through so far. They went to bed just after nine last night and now a few minutes past seven in the morning, he already had near eleven hours sleep and she wanted him to have at least four or five hours more to fully rest his exhausted body and her plan for the day was to sit on her couch and watch TV, so he was guaranteed to get a proper break before he went back to work, though Robyn hated thinking about him leaving so made her way towards the fridge, thinking instead about their kiss and dance last night, her face grinning at how many kisses they were going to share during the day.

She made quick work of taking out one of her tablets and drinking it down with a glass of orange juice, adding the glass into the already full sink of dishes. If there wasn’t a gorgeous man waiting in her bed for her, Robyn would have washed up the bowls from their dessert last night and left them to drip dry but she knew Taron would be mad at her if the dishes were clean when he got up so she left them be, adding the glass to the bowls. She also decided against breakfast too taking the chance but also just needing to get back to the beautiful man in her bed.

Instead, she headed back into the laundry room and paused as her eye caught the washing machine. The clothes that Taron arrived in were still in the drum wet, washed but wet. They had been put on to wash yesterday but that was as far as they got as their evening had been distracted by her friends and other things. While they had managed to find Taron something to wear from her wardrobe, mostly thanks to luck and Taron leaving his things behind, he was running out of clean boxers and t-shirts and while thinking about him roaming around in a towel as he had nothing to wear, made her giggle, she wouldn’t do that to him. She popped out her clothes horse, opened the door of the machine and pulled his clothes out, draping the wet items over the rails, closing the kitchen and bathroom door after her. While his clothes wouldn’t be dry for when Taron woke up, Robyn was sure he was just gonna get dressed into the shorts and t-shirt from yesterday and when he was awake, she could move his bits to the radiators and turn the heat on to help dry them quicker. At least they would get a start and not be sitting in a wet bundle in the wash machine.

Robyn was back in the bedroom less than five minutes after she had left it. She snuck back into the darkness, keeping the room dark so not to disturb Taron. Walking around the bed, she dragged the duvet back and got into her bed, trying not to jostle the mattress too much. On her right side, she shuffled over towards Taron, moving to his side of the bed. He was still deeply sleeping, his breaths steady and Robyn carefully scooched close to him and moulded herself into his body, the same as he did with her last night and once her legs were tucked into his, her left arm creeped over his side and her hand gently rested flat on his chest. She moved as close as she could to him, her nose touching his back and just breathed him in. Completely out cold to anything around him, Taron didn’t even move as she cuddled into him and Robyn smiled to herself. She would have happily stayed like this for as long as possible and closing her eyes, just listened to and feeling Taron’s body move as he slept.

Robyn didn’t have the same peaceful nights sleep that Taron had and she was still awake four hours later and now lay with her head on Taron’s shoulder as he lay on his back. He had grumbled and moved about two hours ago, settling himself on his back, his head turned to the left, right hand on his stomach, his left by his side, still sleeping. Robyn adjusted herself once he was still and found a nice cosy position cradling his left arm as she lay on her side. Even though they were both covered by the duvet, Robyn found it very easy to glide her hand between the gap of the duvet and Taron’s chest, her hand finding its place again flat over his heart. Her thumb slowly stroked back and forth over his soft skin.

It was just near twenty past twelve when she felt Taron stir more, indicating that he was waking up but she kept her hand on his chest, feeling his body lift a little as he took his first sleepy waking deep breathe.

The tired groan come yawn had him stretching in a full body spread before Taron remembered he was in bed with Robyn and he stalled with his right arm above his head but his brought his arm back down after he heard light giggling beside him.

“Go on stretch it out.”

Hearing Robyn’s voice and her little laugh, Taron let his body stretch out again, hearing some bones creak and crack a little, rolling his neck too.

“Better?”

“Hmmm much.” Taron was still on his back and turned his head to the left, Robyn laying right beside him, her head on the pillow. “Morning.” He gave her a little smile. “I like waking up with you.”

Robyn grinned at him and nodded. “Me too even though we have done this every other time we have been together.”

“I know but never so close to each and it is always nice to wake up like that.” He reached over to move some hair from her face. “Hi.”

“Hey yourself.” Robyn took her hand from his chest and reached for his right hand from above his head and bringing his hand to her mouth, gently kissed the palm of his hand. “You sleep well?”

“Hmm very and always in this bed and always with you.” Taron gave himself a second stretch, only then noticing that the side lamp was on. “When did you turn that on?”

“Only a little while ago. It is hard to watch you sleep when I have black out curtains.”

Taron gave his head a little shake but he was smiling. “Always will be the way yeah?”

“Yup.”

“You sleep?” Taron asked.

Robyn nodded. “Yup.”

Her quick answer made Taron double take. “Robyn?”

“I slept, I did, promise. It was just on and off. Penis head was in my dreams.”

Taron knew his face softened at her silly word and he turned onto his side and shuffled up the pillow under him. “Penis head?”

“He who shall not ever be named again cos he is a big penis head and bruised your pretty face.” Robyn lifted her hand and gently ran her index finger then the side of his face, his cheek a little darker in colour now compared to yesterday.

Taron’s lip lifted at Robyn’s explanation but he was still worried and he rose an eyebrow her way. “You don’t have to think about said penis head any more. I have a pretty good feeling he won’t be bothering you again and I guess I will just have to find ways to change your dreams.” He leaned in and pressed his lip to her forehead. “Just nice Taron dreams from now on.”

Robyn chuckled. “Oh yeah? Taron dreams?”

“Hmmm-hmmmm.”

“Well I can’t wait for them.”

Taron’s deep chuckle filled his chest and he moved closer to Robyn so he could place little kisses down her temple, cheek and lightly pressing his lips against hers. “As I said last night, lets start as we mean to continue.” He gave Robyn another chaste kiss and then pulled her into him, squishing her under his chin. “Gonna be so many of these today.”

“I want them all.” Robyn agreed, wrapping her arm around Taron and holding him close to her. His body was gorgeously warm, soft and she loved hugging him.

Taron wrapped Robyn up as close to him as he could. He was a little upset that she didn’t have as good a sleep as he did and annoyed that Keith was still affecting her, even when he wasn’t around. He felt her nuzzle into his chest, loving the feel of her soft skin against his and how once again her hand was lightly running up and down his side. He curled into her some more and closed his eyes.

“You want to talk about the dreams?” He asked softly into her hair.

Robyn gently drew shapes on his back as she held him and sighed. “Just a repeat of what happened at the coffee shop yesterday. Him being a tosspot, calling names, the usual.”

“So another shit sleep for you.” Taron’s voice had that hint of annoyance it had yesterday when he was dealing with Keith.

Robyn lifted her head from his chest, Taron having to move his and she looked to him. “I did sleep. I just didn’t need as much you did. We went to sleep around nine and then I was up at seven to take my tablet and that’s a great sleep for me. Ten hours? I am not going to complain at all.”

“You have been awake since seven?” Taron’s eyes widened.

“And then resting beside you.” Robyn tapped Taron’s nose. “Stop frowning at me. I know we are not going to be leaving the house today and more than likely just sitting on the couch watching TV. I am sure I can fit in a Taron nap somewhere and I do also believe I promised you that we would bake muffins too at some point.” She lifted her hand to face and smoothed away the crinkles in his forehead with her thumb. “And we have some dishes to wash too.” She saw him smile and taking her hand away, stretched to kiss his cheek before she curled into him as she had previously been, her hand going straight to his back to resume her pattern making on his skin.

Knowing he had no chance in arguing with her, Taron tucked Robyn close into his chest, closing his eyes once more, enjoying the gorgeously soft strokes she was making on his back. Returning favour, but on her bent leg which was tucked between his legs, his right hand tentatively ran up and down the back of her left thigh. Happy simply summed up his mood, his feelings. Work, the script and the pool were the last thing on his mind and he concentrated instead on Robyn. It had been a very long time since he had been in an affectionate embrace and he continued to softly rub Robyn’s warm skin.

Robyn could feel her eyes getting heavy little by little, a yawn coming from her lips as they lay together, Taron’s fingers making slightly teasing but tender strokes on the back of her leg. Time had no meaning to her as she started to drift off but Taron suddenly uncurled from her, moving his body away from her, onto his back, much to Robyn’s surprise.

“Taron?” Robyn had been loving her snuggle with him, and could feel an incoming snooze but he suddenly scrambled away from her, creating a space between them on the bed. “What’s wrong?”

“Jesus Robyn…” Taron’s hands covered his face as he blushed bright red, his flush spreading to his neck. “I am sorry!”

“Taron?” Robyn was thoroughly confused and sat up on the bed. “Ok talk to me. What is wrong?”

He looked at her through a gap in his fingers and then dragged his hands through his hair and sighed hard. He hadn’t even been paying attention to his body, just holding Robyn close, still rolling his fingertips over skin he would never have been able to touch if she wasn’t wearing her pyjama shorts and it wasn’t until he moved his leg, shuffled a bit that he realised that he had a morning visitor that wasn’t there when he woke up, his arousal only appearing as he cuddled Robyn to him. He instantly panicked and moved away from her, not even knowing if she could feel his groin against her knee. As he looked to her with self-conscious eyes, figured she hadn’t been as close to him as he thought. On the couch yesterday, sure Robyn could feel without a doubt how excited he was, how his body reacted to their kissing but that was because they were kissing like horny teenagers but now he was literally holding her in his arms and his body was waking up and betraying him in the worse way at the worst moment possible. He used his hands to pull the duvet to his chin and still with red cheeks answered Robyn. “Erm… man stuff.”

“Man stuff?” Robyn’s face was confused for a moment but then it clicked with her. “Oh…” Her eyes flicked to his lap briefly, to how tightly he was holding the duvet to his chin and then back to his face and she could clearly see he was thoroughly embarrassed. She hadn’t even noticed, their lower bodies not touching that close, her leg resting between his knees, very much enjoying how the tips of his fingers lightly grazed back and forth over her thigh but now there was a gap between them on the bed and she watched as Taron ran his hands down his face, and through his hair, his cheeks still bright red and she felt terrible for him. It was one of the unfortunate downsides to being a man but it wasn’t Robyn’s first time in this position and she had nothing but love for Taron. She was the one yesterday who had left him holding a cushion in his lap. Getting to her knees, she moved closer to him and took his hands from his hair and gave them a squeeze. She then placed her hands on his cheeks, gave his forehead a kiss. “No apologies needed. None at all.” She then pressed a firm kiss to his lips, followed by a peck.

“Robyn…”

“Nope.” She shook her head. “I don’t want an apology from you. It is just a body thing and can’t be helped. Men have it much harder than women in some ways.” She reached for his hands and linked her fingers with his. “I am a grown women Taron. Not my first rodeo. So…” She let his hands go and sat back on her heels. “I am going to go and shower, get ready for our lazy sofa day and you are not to be as mortified as your face looks. So let me shower, you stay here and look after cwtch.” Robyn stretched to grab the blue dinosaur and handed it to Taron. “He has missed you. Then after you shower, we can sort out some food. I think we can pull off a brunch of some sort together and then maybe get started on those chocolate muffins?”

Taron still felt like his face was on fire with humiliation of his body acting up but he could see that Robyn didn’t care one bit, her words of comfort and understanding helping a little, but cwtch was now placed over his lap. “Robyn I…” His words were cut off as she placed his hand over his mouth. The temptation to lick her palm was there but instead he used his free hand to take his hand away from his mouth and her raised eyebrow had him rethinking what he was going to say. “That sounds like a perfect plan.”

“Great. I will call you when I am done.” Robyn stood up and hopped off the bed, walking around the front towards the bathroom. Before she disappeared behind the door, she popped her head back out. “Taron?”

“Hmmmm?”

“Love you.”

His grin was wide and his smile reached his eyes. “Love you too.”

After Robyn had made her way into the bathroom, Taron threw himself back onto the pillows, his body star fished out on the bed, a long groan coming from his lips, as cwtch rolled off his lap onto the duvet. Still frustrated, he was relieved by Robyn’s patient and understanding reaction, her genuine empathy so clear as she gave him a kiss, along with the space she was giving him to settle. His head turned when the bathroom door opened and Robyn literally bounded back in, jumped up onto the bed, straddling him, giving him a number of lip kisses one after the other.

“Robyn!” Taron’s chuckles came through each kiss. “Robyn!” He cried again, still laughing.

She sat up, but made sure to give him one more kiss before she did. “Minty fresh.” She grinned. “Have fun with cwtch.” She rolled off him and made her way into the bathroom again, closing the door behind her.

Taron sat up on his elbows, his face still in a deep grin, shaking his head. Licking his lips, there was definite a slight mint taste there and he fell back into the pillows. It was so lovely to see her giddy and laughing, especially because he still had memories of her unconscious in his arms by the swimming pool. Rolling onto his stomach, the Welshman buried his face into the cotton of the pillow, pulling cwtch under his right arm. He heard the shower start and was still grinning. He adored her playfulness, knowing well it was to make him laugh and smile and forget that he been shamed by his body and he just loved her. He brought his left hand down to adjust himself, rolling his hips too, the friction feeling nice, a little too nice so he lay still moving his hand which stayed by his side. It wasn’t the time or place and taking a deep breathe, he could feel himself finally behaving a bit and calming down. There were no guarantees for the rest of the day and Taron was giving his lower parts a stern talking to in his head asking for them to please be good because while Robyn was clearly understanding if not a little mischievous, he did not want to make a show of himself. His head turned when he heard Robyn singing in the shower and it only made his lips smile wider. He had the most wonderful thoughts going through his head, how the next few days were going to be not only relaxed but filled with cuddles, kisses, laughter and a lightness he had missed feeling for so long.

He lightly dozed as Robyn showered and jumped when he felt wet drops on his back and shoulders.

“Robyn!” Taron quickly rolled over onto his back, scrambling away from her. “You!”

She chuckled at him, pulling her wet hair around her shoulder. Her shower had been lovely and warm and she dressed in some baggy jeans and a t-shirt, heading out to the bedroom to see Taron laying flat out on the bed the duvet bunched at his lower back and couldn’t resist the temptation of splashing him with her wet hair. “You know you would have done it too.”

“I am all wet now.” Taron stretched his hands over his shoulder to rub where he could feel the drops of water dripping a little down his back. “And yes, I would have done it too.” He agreed, getting to his feet. He carefully walked across the bed and stepped down to the floor. “Cwtch got his cuddles.”

“Well once cwtch is happy.” Robyn grinned. “Want me to dry your back?”

“Nah. I am gonna grab a quick shower so there is no point.”

“Taron Egerton giving up a back massage?” Robyn teased.

He made a face at her but his eyes were smiling. “I will come back for one later.” He started to walk away but felt his hand being grabbed and he turned back to Robyn, whose face now looked a little worried. “Chicken?”

“You will be ok?” She asked him. “I mean with the shower? I know it has not been the nicest place to be in after what happened in the pool.”

Taron took two steps to Robyn and hugged her to him. “I will be just fine. It’s going to be a quick two minutes. Just to wash the night off.”

“I will be right beside you if you need me, ok? Well not right beside you but I am going to dry my hair so just come to me if you need anything.”

Taron left her with a kiss to her temple and an agreement to call her of he needed her but he came back and pulling her right into him, kissed her hard and quick. “Hmmm still minty fresh.” He chuckled, then walking away from her heading into the bathroom.

When she heard the door close, Robyn strolled into her closet and sat down on the stool at the vanity to start on her hair. While they were laughing and joking with each other, stealing the most sweetest of kisses, Robyn would never forget the state Taron arrived to her in, how his whole body was shaking with the cold and anxiety he was feeling. He had unloaded everything he had been feeling yesterday to her but she knew from Taron’s admittance to how uncomfortable he had been feeling in the glass box of the shower, that his experience in the pool was with still him. She waited until she heard the shower start before she started to brush through her hair and she had just finished running the heat protectant into the wet strands when she heard the shower stop. Curious as to what he was going to do next, Taron’s shower was so brief, Robyn waited a few second before turning on her hair dryer. She heard a little crash and a curse and really wanted to get up and go and make sure he was ok but stayed sitting as she was and listened, hearing him singing within seconds of the crash. If he was singing, Robyn knew he was ok so flicked her hairdryer on and started to work on drying her hair.

Taron hoped Robyn would forgive him for knocking over her moisturiser and cracking the lid. He had been reaching for the toothpaste and his wrist knocked the jar off onto the floor. Naturally he cursed, the swear word easily slipping from his lips as he picked up the jar and placed it back on the glass shelf. Looking at his reflection as he brushed his teeth, he hoped a few more nights sleep with Robyn would help to lighten the dark circles under his eyes. He could feel that his shoulders weren’t laden with the anxiety he had arrived with and his head definitely felt a lot lighter. There was always just something about coming to see Robyn that lifted his spirit, his mood and cleared his head space and it wasn’t just because they shared a mutual and deep love for each other. She just had this way to always calm him and reassure him that his emotions and fears were there to be felt and experienced, to help him talk through them and each time it always made him feel better. He just hoped that Robyn felt the same about him because he wanted her to be sure that he would always be her emotional shoulder too.

Teeth brushed, he rinsed out his mouth and only then the thought of clothes came to him. He could not put back on the boxers he had been wearing but also would not go commando with Robyn around. Things has already gotten out of hand and he was not going to give anything a chance to do that again. Then he remembered he had put his clothes on for a wash yesterday but they were still in the washing machine. Strolling into the laundry room, he figured he could use the tumble dryer to dry his boxers shorts only. It shouldn’t take too long and he could have them quick enough, then put the rest of his clothes in to dry after. His surprise was clear as he stopped in his steps when he took in his clothes hanging up already on the clothes horse, all spread out for maximum drying.

“Robyn…” He sighed softly as he walked over to his clothes and felt them. His hoodie was still wet, his jeans soaked but his boxers were dry to touch and he doubled checked before he pulled them off the clothes horse and slipped into them. With purpose in his step after he dropped his wet towel into the laundry basket, opened the bathroom door to the closet and saw Robyn sitting on her little stool brushing her now dry hair through. He took two long strides to her and wrapped his arms around her neck and hugged her tight.

Robyn jumped first when she felt the arms around her but settled quickly when she felt Taron nuzzle into her neck. He smelt gorgeous. Clean and fresh and he was as warm as always, his skin dry after his shower. She cradled his arms with hers, giving both a gentle rub. “What’s this for?” She asked him.

“’Cos of you.”

“’Cos of me?” She repeated.

“Clean and dry boxers.”

Robyn laughed giving his arms a little tap. “I think you need to hug your boxers then not me!”

“Did it already.” He chuckled. “But thank you Robyn. You just always seem to know without even asking what I need. I promise some day I will come and see you for a normal visit and not because I have had a shit time on set or need a place to hide.”

Robyn gently tugged his arms from around her and twirled around in her seat, getting up and taking his hands again. “Any visit for any reason is good enough for me.” She assured him.

“You put my clothes out?” He asked.

“Of course.”

“When you got up to take your tablet.” He turned his head to look at the bedroom door. “Robyn, I swear, if you washed those dishes…”

He moved to walk away but Robyn pulled his hands to make him come back to her. “I didn’t! I promise. I didn’t touch them. Was completely tempted but I didn’t. I put your clothes out though ‘cos although we threaten it often, you can’t be going around in your nudey nudes.”

Taron chuckled, his face just constantly smiling. “No, no nudey nudes today.” He leaned in to gently kiss her lips. “Thank you Robyn.” He murmured against her mouth. “Always looking after me.”

“And I always will.” Robyn confirmed. “No matter what.” She gave him a quick kiss in return. “Go and finish getting dressed, then I can feed you.”

The smile filled Taron’s lips and face very quickly. “Have I told you I love you yet today?”

“Hmmm only once.” Robyn teased.

“Cariad, I…” He kissed her lips. “Love…” Then her nose. “You.” Finishing with one on her forehead. “Meet you in the kitchen.”

“Sure.” Robyn floated out of her bedroom, leaving Taron to get dressed, her cheeks hurting from smiling. She never remembered feeling the deep flutter of butterflies she was feeling now when she was with Keith, even in the beginning. Her stomach was in gorgeous knots, her heart just skipping around her chest and God she just wanted to jump on Taron and kiss him stupidly like she had yesterday and never stop. Although she had already made a good attempt at that when she ran out of the bathroom after she had brushed her teeth but she just needed to kiss him to make sure he knew he really had nothing to be ashamed of. Plus, she had already had a taste because of her own actions yesterday and was not complaining one bit.

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