Rodrick Heffley; Conditionally Yours.
Rodrick x (Y/N), a fake relationship prompt.
You and Rodrick have been friends for god knows how long.
You two essentially see one another as just friends, completely and utterly.
Freshman year of uni comes around for both of you
Rodrick decides on Music Theory, you decide on (your major).
He notices you're going to class with a girl who you find insufferable.
"Who's she?" Rodrick asks. You roll your eyes. "Eliana. She's on her way to being valedictorian."
He is absolutely in love with her, and you don't really see why, especially with the rumors that she only goes after guys in relationships.
He keeps talking about how beautiful she is, how she's just his type, how he can't get her out of his head, etc.
"You don't even have a girlfriend, she's not gonna notice you."
Suddenly, he hatches an idea. "Y/N! Don't you see? You and I can /pretend/ we're dating, and then I'll be irresistible!"
You reject the idea, but after seeing just how happy he gets when he talks about her, you give in.
"Y/N, you are an angel. I promise it'll just be until she notices me!"
From then on, you two are known as a couple.
Lots of hand holding around campus, awkward romantic banter when in public, you talking loudly about your 'boyfriend' when Eliana is nearby.
She takes notice and starts asking more about him.
"So, like, what kind of music does your boyfriend play?" You feel gross hearing him be called that. "Punk, mostly. Some rock. It's all really underground--"
She cuts you off. "How long have you been together?"
"Two years." She seems even happier at this, and she talks you into getting tickets to a Löded Diper show.
Rodrick is incredibly happy, thanking you over and over, though you feel hurt now. You've shown up to every show, whether it was empty or packed.
The two of you plot it out, planning the exact songs with the band.
Lots of hand holding, snuggling together, even in private now.
Rodrick plays with your hair, stroking it softly and braiding it, something he had never really done before.
You invite him over to your dorm one night and drink together, and Rodrick tells you about how thankful he is for you, and how great of a friend you are.
He also mentions how you're always in his mind because he cares about you so much.
"We should probably kiss so it's not weird if we have to later." He is very drunk, but so are you, and you agree.
Very sloppy make out session, wrapped in one another's arms as you slowly fall asleep, giggling between tiny kisses.
Night of the show, you watch with drink in hand, acting as a supportive girlfriend off stage.
Rodrick notices Eliana in the crowd.
"Kiss me, Y/N." He whispers desperately. "This is the time to really sell it!"
You look out and see her, jealousy coursing through you, before you take his face in both your hands and kiss him as passionately as you can.
He tastes like the minty menthol cigarettes he had been sucking down to the butt all week.
Pulling away, you watch him play from backstage. It's fun. They've gotten better since high school.
Rodrick looks to you every couple of songs, smiling at you. It's to really sell it to Eliana, you assume.
Final song ends, and Rodrick steps down from the crowd and into the arms of Eliana.
You fight back tears and turn around, heading towards your car. The condition had been fulfilled.
"Wait! Y/N!" Rodrick is running after you and catches up to you, pulling you into another kiss.
This one is way more passionate. You kiss back, confused but willing.
"I don't... I don't want anyone if they're not you." He smiles, running his hand along your cheek. "I love you."
You break down and hold him tightly, crying into his shoulder.
"I love you too. I love you so much."
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