hiii i hope youre doing well aether! i'm not really a tumblr kind of person but these past few months i've been OBSSESSED with robin and somehow ended up here and i gotta say i really love the way you write her! there isnt NEARLY as much robin content as there should be on here but you feed me so well!! anyway, could i perhaps request robin x femreader where reader gets jealous but hides it when men (sanji and franky) flirt with robin? i'd really appreciate it, and keep up the good work!!
forethoughts: thanks for the kind words! i hope you're doing well too, anon! i haven't done robin in so long or one piece related pieces lol. i hope you enjoy this piece!
notes: fem!reader, angst? jealous!reader
Your other half. Your one and only. Her other half. Her one and only. That was the promise you made with Nico Robin ever since the night you stormed into her room bawling your heart out and confessing all the things you kept locked away in your heart. And thank whichever supernatural deity was watching over you that night, as Robin had patched up your heart and planted kisses all over to mend the ache and sorrow that gnawed at your core. Ever since that night, the Straw Hats started to notice how you were always holding hands with Robin, resting your head on her shoulder or lap, always choosing to be her buddy in the buddy system when they docked at a new island. Robin didn’t mind of course; she was always the one hooking your pinky with hers and leading you to the nearest cafe or bookstore to spend some peace and quiet alone while the world was in motion.
You knew Robin was a literal goddess; the way she presented herself, the tone she carried, all the little things she did, it was enough to melt your mind and exert all the blood in your body out of your nose. But you knew you weren’t the only one that felt the same and reacted the same whenever Robin ever so slightly looked at you.
“Robin-chan!” Your fingers around Robin’s hand immediately curled inwards into her delicate skin as you heard a familiar perverted chef sprint your way. You took a sharp inhale, keeping your head facing the town you would explore with Robin alone in your view only.
“Robin-chan! Would you like some of my lovely tiramisu before you go out?” Sanji held up the plate to Robin’s face, his eyes probably turning into hearts. You held back a scowl, subconsciously digging your nails into Robin’s skin to exert your anger. You and Robin had planned to visit a small cafe together; if she took the tiramisu, that meant she wouldn’t be able to eat the meal with you, and that meant you had to eat alone while Robin watched you eat. The thought alone made a low growl exit your mouth, which Robin definitely heard.
“That’s alright, Sanji.” Robin dismissed with a light hearted laugh, her hand squeezing yours tightly, pulling you back into reality as your muscles instinctively relaxed.
“But-”
“Come on, let’s go, Y/N.” Robin squeezed your hand again, and led you away, deeper into the heart of the city. You stayed silent during the entire walk, not wanting your girlfriend to know about your… possessive tendencies and thoughts. Why would she want to know about that anyways? You just wanted to put Robin in the center of your world and keep it like that. Only she got to feel your arms wrap around her body tightly and your head buried into the crook of her neck, the whispers of your worries only heard by her ears and her ears alone.
That wasn’t being possessive, right?
“Why the frown, dear?” Robin lightly chuckled, her hand going towards your face, tracing over your lips. “It does not look good on you at all.”
“I- Um…” Your eyes shot down to your shoes. Robin had pulled you to the side of the street, your back touching the brick wall behind you.
“It’s nothing.” You mumbled. “Let’s just go have lunch.”
Robin stared at your facial expression, taking a moment to note how your eyes were downcast, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. “Well-”
“Oi! Robin! Y/N!” Your fingers dug into Robin’s skin again, clenching your fists as Franky made his thick skull over to the two of you. You had planned to just pull Robin away so you wouldn’t have to endure another conversation, but it was too late.
“Before you two go make out and be all lovey dovey, wanna check out something cool I made? Only for the two of you first.” Franky flashed a cheshire cat smile. How dare he assume what you and Robin did in your own free time? That perverted cyborg, only dressing those swimming shorts like he never heard of public indecency. Despite winter approaching, you sure felt like summer was still here. You didn’t notice how tight you had dug your nails into Robin’s hand until you felt a tighter grip on your own, a wave of dread and realization washing over you as your shoulders slump.
“That’s alright, Franky.” Robin chuckled, her other actual hand coming to pat your shoulder.
“But-”
You figured Robin had shot Franky with her signature glare as the cyborg stormed off. She let out a sigh mixed with a chuckle, as you felt her eyes burn into your skull. You forced yourself to meet her eyes, a half frown half smile on your face.
“I think there’s a ramen shop nearby. Are you interested?” Robin asked.
You blinked in surprise at her nonchalance, at the sight of her curved lips. Robin gave your hand a squeeze, pulling your attention back to reality. You already had forgotten about the cafe the two of you wanted to visit when the word ‘ramen’ left Robin’s mouth. It was your favorite food after all.
But Robin wanted to go to the cafe… but she chose to go… You bit your lip, your heart sinking at the realization of what Robin was doing.
“S-Sure.” You mustered out, head hung low as Robin gladly led you to the shop she mentioned. Your mind was alternating between reality and your thoughts, lost in trying to piece together what was happening. Even as you ate your favorite food, listening to the girl of your dreams talk about all the things that interested her, you couldn’t help but feel a drill digging into your heart, made with your own feelings and actions. Even when Robin was asking you if you were alright, you despised yourself for regurgitating out an ‘I’m fine’, which turned out to be the only thing that came out of your mouth the entire time you were out other than grunts and mumbles. No, of course you weren’t fine; you just lied to the only person you called home and she most definitely knew. So you went through the entire day with your mouth shut, your body marinating with dread and guilt as you let Robin shop around, paying everything on your tab. It was the least you could do. Seeing your nail marks in her palm was enough to make your stomach churn and head light.
Things didn’t get better when you got on the Sunny too. You mainly stayed silent, watching Robin interact with the rest of the Straw Hats, tuning out Luffy’s screaming as you sat next to your girlfriend silently, nibbling on your dinner. Not like you had an appetite anyways. You excused yourself from the raucous group, trudging back to your room, the memories of your actions and the effects of them playing over in your head. You opened the door to your shared room with Robin, staring at the neatly made bed and the fluffed up pillows, a mug filled with your favorite drink on your nightstand. The sight made your heart ache more, as you picked up a pink flower petal from the bed, the corners of your eyes starting to burn. Even when you were acting like a child and being mean, she was still being sweet and kind.
Robin had arrived shortly after, curtly informing you that she was to shower. Alone. Without you. You swallowed down all sense of pride and confidence you had in being a good girlfriend, watching the door to your bathroom close as the sound of the shower turned on. So you sat on the wooden chair of your desk, your knees to your chest, too afraid to touch the perfectly made bed. Robin stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a plain white t-shirt and shorts, her hair bundled up inside a towel. Once she slipped underneath the covers was when you felt comfortable to move.
Your shoulders tensed, fear coursing through your body as you shuffled your feet over to Robin, head hung low and lips quivering, unable to make eye contact with the woman you love. How could you? You didn’t live up to her expectations. You broke the promise of being the girlfriend that would never hurt her significant other. You were… just pathetically in love with the woman that you never deserved to meet and share a bed with.
“...I’m sorry.” You croaked out, tears welling in your eyes as you trembled. “I’m sorry for hurting you and being a bad girlfriend. I never wanted to hurt you and make you give up on the chance to go to that cafe you wanted to go to just for me when I didn’t deserve it because I hurt you and I feel really bad about it and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
You looked down, hands reaching over to grab your pillow. “I’ll sleep on the couch in the library…”
“Y/N.” Robin finally said, her actual hand on your wrist, as she slipped out of the blankets, standing up. Her hands cupped your face, fingers gently wiping your tears away as you trembled and sobbed like a child whose toy just broke. “Please don’t do that. That’ll just make me more upset.”
Your eye flinched at Robin’s statement, as you looked at the ground. “I’m sorry…” you whimpered. Stupid. You couldn’t even do anything to make her happy.
“Oh, darling.” Robin pressed her lips against your forehead, her arms and more wrapping around your body, pulling you closer to her chest before you could protest or complain. “We all have our days where things don’t go as planned, or you perform an action that wasn’t that good. But we are all still human. We are prone to mistakes. And that’s okay. You just had a bad day. We all have bad days. After all, we are human.” Robin brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Please don’t beat yourself up for it. Come on.”
The archaeologist scooped your body up, carrying you over to the bed. She laid your body down on top of her, your head resting against her chest as her arms trapped you from moving away. Her hand brushed your hair, rubbing small circles around your scalp. The action was enough to make you numb against her body, your mind only focused on feeling the rise of her chest and the steady thudding of her heartbeat. You nuzzled your head into Robin’s chest, allowing yourself to finally melt into her touch.
“...I promise I’ll be better next time.” Your eyes met Robin’s ocean blue ones.
Robin’s lips curled into a thin smile, chuckling to herself. “I know you will.”