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ALEXITHYMIA | Robin Arellano

Alexithymia Masterlist (Where you can find all the parts)

Authors Note: I totally forgot that i posted part one on here, I had to wait 24 hours for it to be posted on the tags. Anyways, I have around 4 parts up right now on my Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1253119056-𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐌𝐈𝐀-robin-arellano-𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Robin Arellano x enemy!FemReader

Great.

You just wanted detention to go like yesterday— eating your snacks in the corner of the room, doing your own thing.

"Who's house?"

You quirked your eyebrow, questioning him. "What?"

"The project?"

You completely forgot about the project. After you stormed out of the classroom, you stayed in the bathroom until next period. You hadn't thought about the project since then.

The project was supposed to be one where you guys get to know each other. "Interviewing" each other, and writing a short memoir about a memory that is most important to the other person. So, if Robin told you about a memory that mad him the saddest or the happiest, you would have to write a memoir about it.

"Nobody's, we'll do it in class." You mumbled, loud enough for him to hear. "Okay, great. Your house it is. Mine's kind of messy anyway." He confesses, leaning his back against the chair.

"You're not coming to my house." You say, frustrated. Why couldn't he just leave you alone? Why did the teacher partner the two of you up?

"Okay." He says simply, giving you a smile.

"Aren't you gonna move over there?" You asked, motioning to the seat he has sat in since the beginning of the week.

"Nope." He says calmly, giving you yet another smile.

You inhaled, breathing the air that flowed through your lungs out your mouth. He was really annoying. Like a younger sibling annoying.

He continued to sit by you, the both of you not saying a word. He tried to take some or your snacks, but you smacked his hand before he could.

When detention finally ended, you left as soon as you could. Maybe if you hurried, you could get home early.

Robin was hot on your trail, staring at the back of your head. "Why are you walking so fast?"

You jumped, swinging around to look at him. How long was he following you? Your house is not too far away, so he had to be following for a while.

"What are you doing?" You gasped, looking around.

"Going to your house. We gotta work on that project."

"I told you no!" You clenched your teeth, why couldn't he listen? Could he not take a 'no' as an answer?

"C'mon, it's due next week." He insisted, shifting his weight onto one foot.

"I can't—"

"Is your house messy?"

"N-no!"

"Then why not?"

"Because my parents will totally freak if they saw a boy there!"

He shrugged, he didn't see a problem with that. "I'll just sneak in, be real quiet."

"No!" You shrieked, your cheeks flushing. The thought of Robin sneaking into your room— without your parents knowing?

"Promise, I'll be real quiet then I'll leave. It'll be like I was never there." He explained, moving his hands.

You looked at the street leading to your house. Was it worth it? Would you get caught? If your parents found out you snuck a boy over, they would kill you.

"What if we get caught?"

"We're not gonna get caught. If your parents come in, i'll just hide under your bed or closet— or hop out your window."

You bit your lip nervously. "Fine. But if you don't stay quiet, I will not put any work into this project and we'll both flunk, deal?" You suggested.

"Okay." He says, walking beside you.

You guys make it your house shortly later. You sneak Robin around the back, whispering 'shut up's' and 'i swears' on the way. You open your window, telling him to get in and to hide under your bed, you'll be in shortly.

You go back around to the front, walking in as if you didn't just sneak your life-long enemy into your house.

Your parents say their 'hellos' saying that they had a date night tonight. They handed you a twenty, telling you to order yourself food. You nodded, watching through the window as they got into the car, driving away.

Hey, at least if they come back you'll have enough time to sneak Robin back out.

You slip the twenty into your pocket, locking the front door. You walk through the hallway, opening your bedroom door to be met by a nosy Robin snooping around your room.

"What are you doing?" You shrieked, your cheeks becoming hot. You didn't want him seeing all of your stuff you had in your room— the posters, stuffed animals, pictures.

He picks up a small stuffed animal from your counter, admiring it. "Stuffed animals?"

"They're not mine." You lied, closing the window he came through earlier.

He hums, not believing you but deciding not to push you any further. "Where are your parents?"

"Out." You say, stuffing as much stuff as you could into one of your drawers. Robin crosses his arms amusedly, watching as you shuffled around the room cleaning any noticeable messes.

He sits down on your bed, staring at all the pillows and blankets that covered it. He imagined you in the center of the bed, all of those pillows grouped around you, protecting you from the monsters under your bed. All the blankets that kept you warm and safe.

You finally finished cleaning, sitting on your vanity chair. "How are we gonna do this?" You questioned.

"We can just take turns asking each other questions." He says, awkwardly sitting on your bed.

"Okay." You slap your thighs, moving to your bed to get comfortable. You threw your shoes off, sitting by the top of your bed where all your pillows sat.

"You go first." He says.

"Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you!" He confesses, throwing his hands in the air.

"Oh yeah sure, and I have a billion dollars." You sarcastically remarked, growing annoyed. You should've just sent him home. This was a bad idea.

"You've been rude to me ever since we met." You say, standing up.

"Rude? That's not true, you've always been a bitch. 'Oh, I'm Y/N, and I get everything I want!'" He mocks you, clenching his fists.

"That's not true! Gosh, you're so fucking annoying!"

He stands up, standing a few inches away from you. His eyebrows were furrowed, smoke was coming out his ears. "See? See? You get all mad when someone calls you out and you wonder why people dislike you."

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms.

He laughs sarcastically, glaring at you. "This was a bad idea, huh? Thought we could really be friends— push all that enemy shit away." He began to walk to the window, but then he realized that your parents weren't here. There wasn't no point of sneaking out through a window.

He marched out of your room, making a beeline towards your front door.

"H-hey, where are you going?" You asked, following him.

"Home." He huffs. "This is stupid. Goodnight."

"You're just gonna walk home?" You asked, concern filling your voice. You follow him outside, blocking his path.

"Move."

"No! Tell me why you hate me!"

He looks down at you, the screws in his brain trying to decide what to do. Screw it.

He hesitantly leans forward, moving a strand of your hair behind your ear. Your breathe hitches. What the hell was he doing?

He gets closer and closer. And you don't stop him, you let him.

His lips softly press against yours, as if he was testing the waters. When he felt you kiss back, he kissed harder, feeling your arms wrap around his neck. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he puts one on your cheek, the other staying by his side.

Fuck.

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ALEXITHYMIA

Masterlist

You didn't know why, but you hated Robin Arellano. You wanted nothing to do with him, and he could say the same thing. But what happens when feelings start to arise?

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ALEXITHYMIA | Robin Arellano

Alexithymia Masterlist (Where you can find all the parts)

Robin Arellano x enemy!FemReader

You convinced yourself that nothing happened. It was just a simple walk home, you barely even spoke a word to each other the whole way.

You slouched in your chair, your thoughts blocking out the teacher's voice. All the students in your class seemed to do the same, their heads were down or they were just covering their ears— zoning out.

Robin was in this class, he sat on the opposite side of the classroom but you could still see him clearly. He looked bored out of his mind.

"Okay! I'm going to start listing the pairs out!" The teacher announced, walking to the front of the class with a clipboard in hand.

The teacher's words snapped you out of your thoughts. Pairs? What pairs?

"The first pair is Grace and Elijah." She continued to list off all of the pairs, saving the worst for last. "Last but not least, Robin and Y/N. You guys can move now."

Your eyes widened. You didn't even know what you were supposed to do, and you were partnered up with Robin? The one person you've been thinking about all day? You knew he wasn't listening, there was no way you guys were going to get a good grade on this.

You hesitantly got up, trudging your way over to Robin's desk. You sat down slowly next to him, an annoyed look on your face.

"Hey, 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙖. Looks like we're partners, huh?" He stated, a smirk appearing on his lips.

Robin and his fucking smirk. You wanted to wipe it off with a slap, but you knew that would only end with you having weeks of detention. Possibly suspension.

"Yup." You quipped, looking straight forward. The teacher walked around the classroom, handing out papers to each pair. When the paper finally lands on your desk, you snatch it, your eyes scanning the paper as you read it.

"What?" You shrieked, your eyes not believing what they just read. Robin shot you an unamused glare, looking around to make sure you didn't bring attention to yourself.

"It's so much better when you're quiet." He grabs the paper from you, reading it.

"I can't be with you! We have to switch partners. What if you get Dustin and I'll get Valerie? How's that?" You rambled, immediately raising your hand to get the teachers attention.

"Wha—no!" He whisper-shouts, grabbing your arm to put it down. He holds it on the desk, stopping you from moving it. You raise your other arm, waving it frantically to hopefully get the teachers attention. Robin grabs your other arm, placing it next to your arm that was on the table, holding them down.

"We can't switch. Did you not pay attention in class? She said these pairs are final, if you ask to switch you're just gonna make a fool out of yourself." He huffs, letting go of your arms.

"Wow, you pay attention in class?" You say, wiping off Robin's touch on your pants. It was immature, but you didn't want to get anymore thoughts about him.

He glanced at your arms that were just freshly wiped against your pants, frowning.

You notice this, you almost felt bad. But then his signature smirk appeared on his lips, his frown long gone. "I do, unlike you over there." He looks at your desk. "You just can't keep your eyes off me, can't ya?"

Your cheeks heated up, full of embarrassment. He saw you staring at him. Did he think you were a creep? Weirdo? Why should it even matter what he thought about you, you didn't like him and he didn't like you.

"N-no! I was looking at... Mike." You lied, looking away to hide your red cheeks.

"Mike?" He questioned, chuckling. "Yeah, right. He wouldn't want you anyway, have you looked in the mirror recently?"

Why was this boy so complicated? One moment he's flirting with you, the next he's worried about you, and now he's back to hating on you?

You try your best to look good at school. At least presentable. Robin doesn't really point out your flaws, but hearing him say that really hit a nerve. Who was he to talk like that? He's worn that dumb bandana almost everyday, he probably doesn't even wash it.

You didn't say anything though. Instead, you went back to your desk grabbing your backpack. You stormed out of the classroom without a glance back, the teacher screaming your name and asking where you were going.

You didn't know where you were going. Just far say form Robin. To think that he was actually worried about you, he was just doing it for his reputation.

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ALEXITHYMIA | Robin Arellano

Alexithymia Masterlist (Where you can find all the parts)

Robin Arellano x enemy!FemReader

Everything was normal. You and Robin ignored each other, just like any other day. You don't know why you thought today would be different.

The last bell rang, signifying that school was over. Yay, detention— you thought sarcastically to yourself, trudging through the hallways to get to the classroom. You planned to hang out in the corner of the room, secretly eat your snacks and count down the minutes till detention ended. You would ignore Robin, and do your own thing.

You sat down at the desk, it was just you. The teacher eyed you skeptically before looking back down at her book. You silently ate your snacks, making sure not to be too loud when doing so. You knew the teacher would either throw them out or would confiscate them and would probably eat them later.

Robin came in shortly later, the Teacher lecturing him about being late. Robin rolled his eyes before sitting a few desks down from you, lightly drumming his fingers against the desk.

Detention went by faster this time, no arguing or talking. The both of you did your own thing, ignoring one another. It was perfect. If the rest of the week could go like this, maybe detention wouldn't be so bad after all.

Or so you thought.

"Hey— let me walk you home?" Robin spoke from behind you, grabbing your forearm to spin you around. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. "No thanks."

"C'mon, it's dark out here. Don't want you getting kidnapped or something."

"I don't need your pity." You mumbled, ripping your arm from his grasp to walk away.

"Pity?" He questioned, catching up to you. He blocked your path, stopping you from moving forward.

"Are you deaf, Arellano?" You sighed, trying to push past him but he blocks your path once again. He shakes his head, a frown appearing on his face. "I'm being serious. Why can't we just let this pointless rivalry go?"

"Pointless rivalry?" You mock, shifting all your weight onto one foot.

"Just for tonight... look at how dark it is!" He reasoned, looking up at the dark sky.

It was dark. Way darker than yesterday. The fact scared you. So maybe, you'll let him walk you home. Only tonight.

"Whatever." You mumbled, pushing past him. This time he doesn't block your path, walking beside you quietly.

It was a silent walk. Robin would make random comments to shift the mood, but it didn't. It kept the mood the same.

You guys finally arrive at your house, stopping in front of the gate. You shifted on your two feet, trying to figure out the words to say. Should you thank him? Should you just walk inside and not say anything?

"I still hate you." You mumble, opening your gate.

"Fine, continue to act like you hate me." He huffs, staring at the weeds growing around the gate.

"I'm not acting. I actually hate you." You say, closing the gate behind you. You face him, the gate being a barrier between the two of you.

He frowns at you, rubbing the nape of his neck. "Okay." He gives you one last look before walking away, heading the same direction you guys came from.

You watched him until he spun around, giving you a two finger salute. You scrunched your face up, turning to walk up the stairs of your house.

At least you got home safe.

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ALEXITHYMIA | Robin Arellano

Alexithymia Masterlist (Where you can find all the parts)

Author's Note: Heyy! This is my first story, EVER. So it may be bad, may not idk. Anyway, please leave feedback ❤️

Robin Arellano x enemy!FemReader

You watched as Robin wrapped his hands, his face blank in concentration. If it wasn't for him, the two of you wouldn't be sitting in detention with a teacher sitting at his desk, watching your guys' every move.

It wasn't like you guys were gonna do anything. You guys barely talk, besides the snide comments or the disgusted glares.

It all started when Robin got into a fight with Moose, a crowd forming around them to watch. It was rare that fights happened at school, but when they did, they were the talk of the week. Shit— months.

Moose was desperately struggling to escape Robin, punches being blown to his face every second. He was going to kill him— you thought, your eyes focusing on how blood slowly started appearing on Moose's face. You didn't know if it was from Robin's hands, or the impact from Robin's hands. Nether less, you felt bad. So you did what nobody else was going to do, you ran up, shoving Robin off the poor boy's body. It sent Robin to the floor, a yelp coming out of him from surprise.

"Y/L/N, get out of here!" He shouted towards you, climbing to his feet. You rolled your eyes. He never seemed to say your name, always calling you by your last name or taunting nicknames to get on your nerves.

You don't respond, reaching down to help Moose up. Whatever he did— whatever Robin did— violence was not the answer.

Moose tsks as you grab his hand, slowly helping him up. "Your little girlfriend is against you, too?" He murmured. You cringe at his choice of words, dropping his hand in return. He's back in the same position he was from earlier. You kick him as hard as you can in the ribs, a groan erupting from him. Okay, maybe violence was the answer.

"What is going on..." Mrs. Green gasps as her eyes land on the scene, a bloody Moose on the ground, a bloody fisted Robin standing next to him and a ticked off you standing on the other side of Moose's body.

And that's how you guys got detention. There wasn't any actual proof of you guys placing your hands on him, but there were plenty of witnesses snitching. Some of the witnesses claimed that you guys did nothing. The principal didn't know what to believe, so he sent Moose home, and gave you and Robin a week of detention.

Robin looked up at you, his mouth forming a sly smirk. "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

You furrow your eyebrows, looking away shamefully. "You're annoying."

"That actually hurt, wow." He feigned offense, clutching at his heart before going back to wrapping his knuckles.

You stared at the clock, counting down how many minutes until you could leave. Just being in his presence, sickened you. It was bad enough you had a few classes with him, but having to spend an extra hour with him after school?

"You can never mind your business, huh? Nosey Y/N/N always butting into peoples business." He voiced. You turned to look at him, but his head stayed down, focusing his attention on his knuckles.

"You were going to kill him." You say, crossing your arms in a defensive matter. Your words catch his attention, he finally stops what he's doing, looking up at you. "I wasn't going to kill him, stop being dramatic."

You clench your fists, mumbling a few profanities. You didn't want to fight with him. Not right now. You just wanted to go home and scream into your pillow, take a hot shower and sleep.

"What? What'd you say? Speak up, cariño"

"I said you're an annoying little bastard who fights with everybody for no reason!" You say, loud enough for him to hear. You didn't want to bring any attention towards you guys, the teacher would probably make you guys stay longer.

He quirks his eyebrow up in surprise, not expecting that reaction from you. "It wasn't for no reason, he was asking for it."

"'Asking for it' are you serious? You're insane!" You shriek.

He shrugs in response, wiggling his fingers to make sure the bandage around his knuckles was supportive. "Why didn't you clean those earlier? You just walked around with blood on your knuckles?"

"No." He scoffs, placing his hands on his thighs. "I was held in the office all day, couldn't do anything till' now."

You frowned. School was around 7 hours. He sat in the office for 7 hours, bruises forming around his knuckles? Sure— you hated him, but you couldn't imagine having to sit in the office for that long. You felt a little bit of empathy for him. Not enough to tell him publicly and apologize, but enough to drop the subject and not argue with him.

You guys didn't say anything after. You continued counting down the minutes and Robin carved random things into the school desk with a random object he found on the floor. Time went by painfully slowly, but it went by.

You soon found yourself walking out of the school doors, squinting at the soon-to-be pitch black sky. You had to walk home. Your parents never had once picked you up. You've been walking home all your life, but not this late.

You hear the doors open behind you, a sudden voice speaking up. "Hey— you be careful, okay?"

Your face twists in confusion, swinging around to face Robin. He was joking. Right? He never talked to you like that, his voice usually had a rude or taunting hint to it, but there was no trace of that. Just worry.

Your eyes scan his face, looking for any sign of teasing but there wasn't. You gave him a tight-lipped smile, mumbling a small "thanks" before leaving, beginning your walk home.

What was that all about? Was he actually worried about you, or did he just feel bad that you had to walk home? You decided that it was probably the latter, he hated you and you hated him.

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