A/N: I have some things in the works where Bob is OBSESSED with reader ;) this is completely random and totally chaotic I hope you enjoy <3
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You’re folding laundry when your phone buzzes with an incoming FaceTime. Bob’s name flashes across the screen, and you grin, answering without hesitation.
His face fills the screen instantly, golden hair a mess like he’s been running his hands through it all morning, a pout already tugging at his mouth. “Why the fuck do I have to work?” he whines, dragging out the last word like a sulking child. “This is bullshit. I should be in your lap.”
You snort. “You literally just got there.”
“That doesn’t make it less cruel,” he argues, flopping dramatically onto what you assume is a very expensive couch. “They make me sit in meetings. I have powers, princess. Powers. I can hear a leaf fall in Tokyo. Why do I have to listen to Greg from finance talk about budget cuts?”
You raise an eyebrow. “Do you even have a Greg from finance?”
“Does it matter?” he snaps, then immediately softens. “Anyway, I had a great idea. You ready?”
“Bob—”
“No, wait—don’t say no yet!” He holds up a finger, already grinning. “Just hear me out, okay? I’ve been thinking—”
“No.”
He gasps like you slapped him. “No?! I didn’t even say anything yet!”
You fix him with a patient stare. “You literally started that sentence with ‘just hear me out.’ That’s how I know it’s going to be ridiculous.”
“It’s not ridiculous,” he insists, wide-eyed and animated. “Okay, yes—technically it involves robbing a bank—BUT LISTEN!!!”
“Oh my god.” you mutter shaking your head. “No, babe, listen! Not a big bank, just like... a medium one. Small-town vibes. Like, ethically questionable but not morally bankrupt.” He explains like that makes it all make sense.
You bury your face in your hands, laughing. “Bob.”
“We’d wear matching ski masks. You’d look so hot in a ski mask, by the way. I’d probably lose focus and forget to grab the money.” He groans as he starts thinking of you in a ski mask, "fuck i need to just buy you a ski mask..."
“You’re unhinged.”
He winks. “For you, absolutely.”
There’s a beat of silence as you shake your head, trying not to smile too hard. On the other end of the call, Bob just watches you—completely gone, eyes soft and full of unfiltered affection.
“You’re ridiculous,” you murmur, folding another shirt.
“Yeah, but I’m ridiculous for you,” he replies, voice suddenly low and sweet. “And I’m pretty sure that’s the only reason I haven’t actually robbed a bank yet.”
You roll your eyes affectionately. “Well. That and the fact you’d definitely get distracted halfway through and start bragging about your girlfriend.”
He grins like you just proved his point. “Damn right I would. They’d arrest me and I’d be like, ‘worth it. Have you seen her?’”
You sigh through a laugh. “You’re the worst.”
Bob beams. “Love you too, princess.”
XoXoXo
A day later, you get another FaceTime call. It’s barely 9 a.m.
You answer groggily, still in bed, rubbing your eyes. “Bob?”
He’s already grinning. “Okay, okay, hear me out—”
“Oh dear god.”
“No, listen! This one is genius. I was watching this documentary about, like, oceans or something—doesn’t matter, that's not the point—but they mentioned international waters and it just hit me.”
You cringe hearing him ramble, “Please don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”
“Pirate yacht.”
You stare at him, deadpan. “No.”
He throws his hands up. “What do you mean no?! You didn’t even hear the plan.”
“I don’t need to hear the plan, Bob.”
“It’s so good, though!” he insists, eyes sparkling. “We buy a boat—like a nice boat. You pick it out, I’ll pay. You name it. Something cute like The Love Tug or—”
“That sounds like a sex toy.”
“Exactly!”
You pinch the bridge of your nose.
Bob continues, completely unbothered. “Baby I'm brilliant. We take it out to international waters. Now we’re technically not under any government jurisdiction. We’re free. You with me?”
You nod slightly and mumble, “Regrettably.”
“Then—pirate stuff. You wear one of those hot corset things, I wear eyeliner. We steal treasure. We say ‘arrrr’ a lot. Maybe I duel someone. I don’t know! I think I’d be really good with a sword. You’d be my pirate queen. You could make people walk the plank if they looked at me too long.”
“…Why are you like this?”
Bob just shrugs, grinning. “I love you. And I get bored.” You shake your head slowly. “You’re a walking HR violation.”
“And yet you keep answering my calls,” he says smugly.
Unfortunately, he’s right.
You groan. “What happened to robbing a bank?”
“Still on the table. Could be part of the pirate phase. You ever seen a pirate rob a Chase branch?”
“No, Bob.”
“Exactly. Groundbreaking.”
XoXoXoXo
Two nights later, you're curled up on the couch when your phone pings again. It's Bob. No FaceTime this time—just a string of frantic messages:
Bob
Baby. BABE. I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA. Ready??? Two words: Pet tiger.
You pause. Then type back.
You
Absolutely not.
Bob
TOO LATE I ALREADY NAMED HIM His name is Pancake and he loves you He’s big and bitey but he has a little bowtie You’re gonna LOVE HIM
You immediately hit FaceTime.
He answers, looking way too excited for someone who may or may not have committed an international wildlife smuggling crime.
“You did not get an actual tiger, right?”
“…Define ‘get.’”
“Robert.”
“Don’t call me by my government name!! I didn’t buy him, if that’s what you’re asking,” he says defensively. “He just… followed me. With help. From a sketchy Russian zoo and a portal I may have accidentally ripped open.”
“Bob.”
“He has a BOWTIE.”
A beat of silence.
“Can I name the next one?”
Bob’s entire face lights up like the Fourth of July. “You mean it?!”
“Only if we train them to hate your accountant.”
“Deal. You’re perfect. Wanna help me teach Pancake how to maul billionaires?”
You sigh and nod "only if I can see his bowtie."
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