you patch him up !

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a/n!: i've become obsessed with dispatch and im inlove with robert, so this is fueling my obsession! ENJOY YALL!

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You were sound asleep in your bedroom, the sheets warm - the sound of the rain outside pattering against your windows, offering a peaceful setting across your dreams.

That's when a tapping at your window made you stir, you thought it's just the rain picking up, or a tree against the fire escape. But that's when the tapping became louder, more insistent.

You let out a sigh, just wanting it to stop so you could resume your sleep. You sat up in your bed, rubbing your eyes. You leaned over the expanse of your bed, turning on your lamp. A soft orange glow emanated across your room, casting the walls with a yellowy tone.

You moved your feet into your slippers beside your bed, walking over and peeling back the curtain to your window. As you peeked your head around, you saw him.

Robert. Well, Mecha Man. But, Robert underneath all of that secret identity bullshit. The moon's glow lit him up on the fire escape, you saw him clutching at his side. You unlocked and pushed up your window. Ducking your head out, the wind whipped around your hair to one side.

"Robert? Are you okay?" You reached out your hand to him, his own gloved one took it - you helped him inside, albeit awkwardly with how small your window was but you made with what you had.

"Just a few broken bones.. nothing major." You let out a sigh, placing him down on the bed - soaking your bedsheets, but you didn't really care at this point. You ran off into your bathroom, grabbing a towel and a first aid kit before running back to him.

Robert already discarded his mask by the window, letting you see the bruises and cuts on his face and his shaggy wet hair.

"Robbie." You sighed, standing between his legs - grabbing his face. You started to clean the cuts on his face with some antiseptic wipes.

"Can you tell me why you're at my apartment at 2am?"

"Full of questions tonight."

"Answer."

"Alright alright, calm it bunny rabbit."

You faltered for a moment, before realising he was making a remark about your pyjama pants, which.. did have rabbits on them.

"I wear these clothes in the comfort of my own home, free from men knocking down my window at 2am."

Robert let out a sigh, shaking his head. "Your apartment was closest, and I.." He paused for a moment, "..prefer not to be alone when I'm like this."

"..I see."

You didn't make much more conversation of this, you were more focusing on the way he looked in the lamplight - the orange hues heightening the shadows on his face, his stubble, the way his brown eyes looked up at you.

So much so that you lost your footing, stumbling a bit - Robert instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist.

"Easy there, bunny." He chuckled.