Chase’s Neice! Fem! Reader x Robert Robertson
Yall I have been so excited to write this one, I do loveeeeee a childhood into adulthood trope badly, espeically like your crush from your childhood still being fine in adulthood. It’s makes my brain go brrr. Forewarning, this is long as fuck! So I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did writing this! Enjoy!!
Word count: 4.3k words
+ this fic is bipoc friendly, but for reference the reader is predominantly black! Very black I fear.
Context warning: swearing, suggestive content
We gonna start back in time yall and set the scene.
2007; You - 5/6 years old, Robert - 10/11 years old, Chase - late teens/early 20s
It was another Friday afternoon, another day that Robert waited for Chase to come watch him as his dad was out of the house to go be the hero of L.A. The brown haired boy was used to this routine, Chase comes over at noon, entertains and babysits Robert until either midnight or the next morning, depending if his father didn’t feel like L.A. was safe enough, and repeat. Well… that would be the case, but a certain someone isn’t even here on time! The boy sat at the end of the staircase that goes into the living room, the front door facing the staircase that Chase would always bust through, sometimes almost crashing into the stairs if he’s not paying attention. Facing the door waiting for the dread headed young adult to come in at any minute, the young boy subconsciously worries what’s holding up Chase. ‘Is he ok? Did something happen?’ As his thoughts starts ramping up, the door flys open; in the doorway was the a lean, tall man with a undercut and dread that whisked past his forehead as he stopped himself. Red protector glasses round his face, a large NWA jersey on his back, baggy washed jeans pooling down to his fresh white Air Force 1s to match. Robert sighs in relief that his friend made to the house in one piece with not a scratch on him as Chase sighs and gives Robert a cheeky smile.
“Robert! So sorry for being later than usual, I had… other commitments come up out of the blue.” Chase sighed, as he steps more into the house while another figure, about the height of Chase’s hip, following behind who Robert did not see at first. Coming around from behind Chase was a small girl; she hair was in small braids that were pulled into pigtails with pink and white bo-bos at the top of her head and white barretts at the ends of her braids. She had on a pink Bobby Jack shirt, plaided patterned pink capris with yellow, white and green lining and pink Jordan 1s to make the outfit. A gold bracelet on her right wrist and little gold and white Hello Kitty studded earrings that hangs off her ears. She holds Chase’s jean, making sure to stay close to him as she familiarizes herself. Robert awed by the girl was a hiding away from him, she was a very cute kid, he assumes she was younger by her size alone. The boy gives her a shy smile and wave as her little eyes look at him in interest but hesitation. Chase breaks the silence:
“This is the commitment I had to bring with: Robert, (y/n). (Y/n), this is Robert.” Shifting to the side so the little girl can show her face better and see Robert. (Y/n) waves back speaking, voice small and pitched with a quick “Hi,” and hid back behind Chase, not noticing Robert’s little hi back. “My sister had a last minute call in from her job and needed someone to watch this one here. You ain’t gotta be shy stink, Robert doesn’t bite. Well, he hasn’t tried to yet.” He chuckled, finally moving to take his sneakers off, the girl follow his actions not wanting to be rude.
Robert shifted up to hop off the stairs, standing at full height. He’s still a little scrawny kid, but a definitely about a little under Chase’s chest as for his height. He walks over to the living room as the pair followed suit. Doing their handshake that they’ve got down for years now, Robert and Chase chat up a bit about school, training, new villians and heros, etc. As they talked, the freckled boy looks over at (y/n) sitting quietly on the other sofa chair, looking all around the house in awe and partially listening to the conversation happening. Robert shifts, not wanting to leave the little girl out.
“So, (y/n) do you like superheroes?” Little barretts clanked as she turns her attention towards the older boy. Her face expressed a peak of excitement by the question but quickly turned back to shyness as she leans back into the chair to hide her face into her chest, hair clicking away from every little motion she makes. But even though the clacking noises, she quietly spoke back. “Yeah, sometimes…” she trails off, seemingly trying to be as quiet as possible. Chase sighed, continuing what the little girl started. “Of course she likes superheroes, mean her uncle is one of the best of here!” He stood, hitting a pose as both children start giggling. Chase doing what he does best, breaking the ice. The little girl shifting toward on the egde of the chair, giggling out.
“No! Well, I do like Uncle Chase as a superhero. But my favorite is Mecha Man!!” Dropping her quiet facade, (y/n) jumped out of her seat attempting to make the a pose; hands on her hips, chest puffed out to make a strong stance she tilts her head up, eyes closed replicating her best Mecha Man pose. Everyone laughed finally killing the silence that was in the room for the last couple minutes. Robert stood up after you copying your pose. “Well my dad is MechaMan! Which means one day, I’ll be the next MechaMan.” He huffed in excitement. The girl falls back silent, making Robert now a little self-conscious of what he said admitting something he never said out loud. Again, the girl bursts out from the silence, “WOAHHH WHATTT!! THAT’S SO COOL! YOU’RE GONNA BE MECHAMAN!!” Her eyes sparkled, as she get closer to the older child, Robert blushes feeling all the attention onto him from (y/n) but not realizing Chase also eyeing them. Robert’s attention goes back to (y/n) has she jumps around him now all riled up by the exciting conversation wanting to be as active as possible in contrast to how she was not even five minutes ago. While (y/n) pulls Robert by the hand, asking if they can find things to play superheroes with, Chase stays quiet on the couch watching the children laugh and talk among themselves, both as pure as kids can be. The dread head adult pondered about what the future holds for you both, and quickly, just quickly, he did have a passing thought of having to suplex Robert’s skinny ass if he dates his niece. ‘But that’s just a silly thought,’ he shakes off, as both children come back to the living room with a plethora of toys that he’s gonna have to clean up later.
-
Well, silly thoughts are silly but not possible. Back to the present, Blonde Blazer had the amazing idea to host an evening party to celebrate the hard work and successful missions that every dispatcher had a hand in assisting. To top it all, dispatchers can invite family and friends to come and celebrate. Robert sighs, leaning back into his old swivel chair that creaks from the motion. The party genuinely sounds great and he knows that all his colleagues deserves to let loose, but the guest requirement is what’s bugging him. At this point damn near everyone knows Robert’s story, traumatic past and lack of a support team outside of SDN. The other issue being, supers were not to attend; Blazer wanted ‘to not comprise any identities,’ which was fair but a pain in Robert’s neck. His only ‘friends’ were the Z-Team, they may be annoying but they keep him entertained which leads us back to the underlying issue: Robert has no one to go with. Mandy will be there but she’ll be in Blazer mode and will be surrounded by everyone during the duration of the kickback.
The only person he really has to talk to is Chase which makes Robert think about who he’ll possibly bring; the one thing Robert remembers is he has a sister and niece for sure. Chase’s niece… (y/n). Now thinking about it, Robert would consider her a childhood friend of sorts; she honestly was the only other kid he would really get along with. It would be nice to see she what she’s like now he chuckling to himself; she was always a cheeky kid, doing little mischievous things that always had Robert entertained. Maybe Chase will bring them to this event, it would be nice to see how she how was doing after all this time.
Robert stands up looking over the divider between his and Chase’s desk, white dreads peaking from his vision. The younger man clearing his throat to get the older man’s attention, prompting him to turn towards the noise. “What’s going on dickhead? You look like shit per usual.” Robert smiles, knowing the other man trying to be funny. “Hey Chase, I was wondering… are you going to bring anyone for the party later?” Chase perks up a little, not expecting Robert to ask that.
“Well, honestly you know I can care fucking less about the damn party, but who am I to deny a meal and drink bought on the company’s dollar? But, I did ask if my sister wanted to come with by my neice will be coming instead. You remember her, (Y/n)? I would bring her sometimes to the house.” Chase said fondly, thinking back of early memories. Robert’s ears perk a bit, now kinda intrigued with the information given; maybe he does have something to look forward for tonight, well at least he’ll be able to talk to someone he’s familiar with. Robert checks back to reality, giving a hum in response sitting back into his seat to prepare for the next shift.
-
As Robert sits back down, Chase’s mind wonders as he thinks about the last time Robert has seen (y/n). A time before Robert had to take the responsibility of MechaMan. ‘Well, y’all will have a nice reunion but that better be it…’
Evening finally came around and the set up was nice, nothing too fancy. Tables were aligned up next to each other with red & gold lining table cloths draped on top on them. A variety of food was assorted throughout and on the furtherest end: wine coolers, beers, and other alcoholic beverages available for people to take as they pleased. SDN does really have great benefits. Chase and Robert both hanging back on a further wall watching as people come up from the elevator; people joining with one of their peers into the party while music playing on medium, and chatter off rhythm from the tunes.
Robert eyes the elevator, waiting in anticipation for a certain person to appear. He found himself a little excitement to see someone he would consider a childhood friend, it made him feel… Nostalgic? Happiness? He wasn’t really sure himself but it’s a nice feeling. He puffs out a chuckle to himself while Chase side eyes him before returning his attention back to the elevator that sounded off a ding. Stepping out from the elevator another drove of people once again joining up with other SDN members, however there was one more that step out last seemingly not apart of the other group. At the last minute before the elevator shuts, the doors stopped and opened again; and there a young woman with her hair out in an afro with two braids and smaller pick beads hanging in front of her face. She had on a light pink cropped shirt on that had a Hello Kitty imprint on the middle of her chest. A fitted gray cropped jacket covering her arms and back, baggy jeans leading all the way down covering her light pink Air Forces.
Looking up and around from her phone, brown eyes searching through the crowd to find someone. She scans the room until her eyes connected with another brown pair that stares into her with some type of familiarity, longing stare breaking as a shorter man shifts catching her eyes towards the movement. Her eyes widen in realization to Chase and steps towards their direction; as she closes in, Robert never breaks his contact on her, taking in her features: the way her eyes crinkled when she smiles, the dimples that form and finally noticing the tooth gems that sprinkled on a couple of her front teeth bring more into her beauty and charm. She waves as encloses on both men, Robert feeling his heart pound with every step the woman took and felt like it was going to bust as she spoke.
“Hey Unc! Sorry for making you wait, them people wanted to pack the fuck outta that elevator. I was so irritated.” She chucked, as she goes to hug Chase. Both giving a big squeeze and breaking away to give another big smile. “Oh (y/n), I’m but happy you were able to make yo black ass here on somewhat time.” He chuckled, noticing Robert’s quietness and stares as they greeted. Chase clears his throat and turning towards the taller man, “(Y/n) you remember Robert, he was the little white boy I had to babysit for a while. Y’all used to play anytime yo dickhead momma didn’t want to deal with yo ass.” The girl finally turned her head to the other man, giving him a full gaze over as the words click all the memories back to her, as she straightened up in excitement. (Y/n) was silent for a second, making Robert feel queasy. ‘Does she not remember me? I mean why would she-’ not even finishing his thought as he felt something soft press against his chest and arms wrapping around him to be squeezed into a hug. Looking down under him, an afro brushing under his nose, (y/n) hugging him tightly, a blush rises onto Robert’s face from the quick physical contact. Bringing her head up to be face to face with the brunette, she gives another charming smile of hers. “Holy shit, Robbie!! Omg, it’s been so long since I’ve seen you. How are you? How’s life?” She gassed on not letting her grip go of the man.
Overwhelmed by not only the physical touch that Robert has not felt in years, but also complicated answer he was finding to tell her. Chase clears his throat, both younger adults turning to look over at the black man. “Robert’s been through some shit, looks like shit and has a shitty personality. There’s your summary lil’ girl, now you gon hug the scrawny bastard to death, let’s get some drinks.” The older man huffed, walking towards the drinks on the table mumbling to himself something that neither person could hear. Leaving the pair standing in their hug who realizing the compromising position happening, both back away flustered. (Y/n) laughs as Robert gathers himself physically and mentally but also chuckling from the moments prior. “Your uncle never changes huh?” Robert sighs in amusement from Chase’s summarization that he could not deny wasn’t true. Laughing was him, (y/n) responds, “Of course not.” She looks over the hunched man grabbing a beer then faces Robert. Her eyes gazing over Robert’s older form: freckles still as cute as ever, eyes more darken, arms more muscular, body shape was still scrawny but more lean expressing that he at least works out. Feeling herself get more flustered the more she looks at him, breaking her gaze away and humming to herself. “Well Robbie, it’s so great to see you again from all this time. I really missed you, hopefully… we can maybe talk more later, maybe without my uncle huffing n’ puffing down both our necks?” Robert’s eyes stay on her after the physical breakage trying to understand exactly what you meant by ‘talk more without Chase.’ Not able to see in the girl’s brown eyes her intention, she gives a wink before skipping over to her uncle that saved her a wine cooler. Robert fixates on her the whole time over, wanting another sign of when both of them can speak again. Back on the wall, replaying the scene that unfolded not even ten minutes ago repeatedly.
(Y/n) feeling intense eyes in the back of her, whips her head into the direction mouthing to loner on the wall. What he can interpret: ‘Meet me in the parking lot in an hour’, with another wink to follow and turns back to her uncle watching him fuss as someone teasing him.
‘Chase is going to whoop my ass,’ he thought.
-
Robert wonders what the hell he was doing right now. He slinked out the party 45 minutes into it, as people start getting more rowdy and changing the tone of the once low-key party. People starting up karaoke in the right corner, another corner starts playing card games, charades, etc, and in the middle people dancing in front of a DJ booth watching the party going at full swing. Finishing his beer and tossing it into the trashcan on the side of the front doors, he slides out the doorway into a parking lot; filled up with all the cars of everyone inside. Walking over to the side seeing if there’s a bench to sit on outside, he takes a couple steps before he hears the doors that just closed behind him open again. Not even fazed, Robert keeps walking forward until he felt a tuck at the back of his shirt; turning to see exactly who he anticipated, afro framing her face that looked even more beautiful in the moonlight of the rising moon. Her skin radiating, eyes shining brightly with a familiar mischievous look that Robert hadn’t seen in years. Her lips shined, not only from the lighting of the moon but the gloss that traced a shininess that trances him, not realizing the girl was speaking to him.
“Robbie? Robbie?? Are you here with me or are you distracted with my lips?” She teased as the man clears his throat, eyes meeting the ground but going back to focusing on the woman as she continued, “I didn’t think you would actually come out here to see me, did you miss me Robbie?” (Y/n) still holding onto the fabric attached to him, getting closer to the flustered owner calming himself down to speak.
“Well, it would be rude of me to not to come, especially at a young lady’s request.” He responses, refusing to move from his spot. He watched the girl’s every move, not completely sure what to do next so instead keeps talking.
“Well, how are you (y/n)? It’s been a long time since we’ve last even seen each other, how old were we? I maybe was 14? Man, that was awhile ago…” he drifts off, thinking of a simpler time in his life. Feeling another tug, the girl pipes up. “I’ve been ok, but I’m better now that you’re here Robbie. I genuinely missed you, it sucked that you disappeared off the surface but what can you do, right MechaMan?” She locks eyes with him, a tint of sadness but relief swirls in her irises. “I figured since you know, your dad passed away... You never did said goodbye to Chase or…” she trailed off.
The feeling of guilt wash over Robert, never thinking about his absence effecting others around him until this moment. He brings his hand towards the one holding his shirt, bringing it into his palm. “Look, I’m so sorry for never giving a proper goodbye… But, if it means anything, I’m here now and happy to be able to see you again. You were always great company to be around (y/n).”
The brunette squeezed the brown hand in his palm, twisting his hand so his callous fingers caressing from the back of her hand up to her clothed bicep. The girl freezes up from the sudden touch, her face warming up as the man stared intensely into her whole being. Both people taken by the moment of nostalgia and reminiscent, also feel something else brewing that both couldn’t even deny themselves; something more…intense. Maybe because they were in such closer range of each other, but neither could help themselves from noticing the proximity of their chests, which was never something that was a problem when they were younger, but neither of them are those kids anymore. Robert couldn’t help but to catch the swelling of (y/n)’s chest, breast looking like they are going to burst out at her next exhale. For (y/n), she couldn’t help but notice the firm grip that the man had on her arm. She never realized how strong Robert really was, making her heart race a thousand beats per minute. The brown-skin girl couldn’t also help but look at the bit of his collarbone that was exposed from his loose fitted shirt, eyeing moving up to the Adam’s apple that bobbed slightly all the way to his little stubble that gives his face a more masculine look that she wasn’t used to quite yet. Eyeing up to his lips, lingering on them longer than she intended as Robert’s hand moves to her chin changing her line of vision to focus back into his brown hues. Feeling the heat radiating off each other, breathlessly Robert breaks the tension. “Listen, (y/n), I know it’s been… a long time since we last seen each other. I’m not the kid you once knew… We’re completely different people now.” He drops his hand from his grip, retreating from the contact keep both of them connected. Refusing to not be in connect, the girl quickly moving her hand into his.
“Well…that just means that we have to get to know each other again doesn’t it?” She smiles, holding onto his middle and index finger and giving them a squeeze to not him run away from her. Her other hand following behind her, reaching for her phone from her back pocket before trading it off into Robert’s partially open hand. Bringing his hand with her phone up to his face; her head tilted to the side, bring big browns eyes connected to the other set, eyes doe like as she trails her free hand into his other palm that simple was rested on his side. “Well Robbie? You would never say no to a young lady’s request, remember?” She saidly lowly, bring chills to up Robert’s spine. Already been a compromising position for even an hour ago, on top of the heavy sexual tension that is so obvious, he wasn’t really in a position to decline. But, of course part of him understands the context of this whole situation is complex, especially because this is Chase’s niece, and a childhood friend. But he would be a goddamn liar if he said he wasn’t enthralled by her essence and mischief. “(Y/n), if your uncle even gets a whiff of us doing…whatever this is, it’s going to be a shit show to say the least.” He stares with seriousness, thinking about the many ways that Chase will kill him if he knew the bitch ass kid he used watched and his niece are messing around. (Y/n) took a second, eye never leaving Robert before quickly bursting out laughing. Finally collecting herself, she looks back at Robert. “Omg, you aren’t the same person! You’re such a hard ass. Look, my nosy ass uncle can kick rocks and what we have going on between us stays between us no? We’re just friends no?” She playfully asked, receiving the same strained look. “My uncle will only know so much from me as he would from you, we’re just childhood friends that are catching up.” She giggled, shifting her stance to pop out her hip out. “So, are you going to give me your number or not?”
Robert sighs, giving one last reconsideration; should he not and completely take out the risk of his whole relationship with Chase or dive into this reconnection that has possibly of becoming something more than a short reunion. Driven by his own desire and curiosity, the man said finally shifting his gaze towards the phone and quickly typing in his phone number. Done with his task, dropping the phone back into the (y/n)’s hand. He huffs, bringing his free hand to tussle his short hair thinking over what just occurred as she quickly faces the phone towards herself, dropping Robert’s other hand from her’s as she quickly texts something making sure that the text send before putting her phone back into his pocket. Attention back on the man as they once again stare at each other with a longing that felt like lifetimes. Both people feeling waves of different emotions the longer they interlock. The little competition coming to an end as the front doors open behind them, startling them both. A couple of tipsy coworkers busted out the doors and walking into the parking lot, ready to take the party on the go. (Y/n) takes a step back and smirking back at Robert as she starts making her way back to the party, stopping quickly to turn back to the brunette. Making a dash back, she gently grabs his shoulder to bring him to her height. Bringing her lips up to his shredded ear, “I’ll see you later Robbie.” With a glossy kiss, lips parting ways with his freckled cheek then blowing in his ear making Robert flinch away from her. Silky laughter echoes through the parking lot and follows back to the front entrance as she goes back towards the party and frolics away.
Robert is dazed, slowly coming down from a enhance high that was (y/n). He finally coming back to realize he was outside by himself again. Only the sounds of night were active, but only he hears the ringing of (y/n)’s laughter buzzing in his ears. Bringing his hands to his face and taking a big exhale out his mouth, his eyes looking into the sky. ‘God, what am I getting myself into.’
