#dark!bobbyfranklin

[loveobx]

Now having an idea of an obsession!bobby Franklin where reader used the wishing willow to have Bobby ‘love her more than anything’ and suddenly she finds herself with a stalker who lures her so far into the backrooms she can’t find a way out 😫

[loveobx]

A bit hyperfixated on Bobby Franklin so here’s a sneak peak of my dark!Bobby fic:

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“Have a great day!” you holler out. The door chimes closed, and you smile wider as you pull out your calculator.

You start to do the math on how much commission you earned from the sale. Twelve dollars. Not a whole lot, but still enough to be happy about. You begin to wonder if next time he comes in, you can talk him into the matching nightstand.

Two crisp spoken words break you out of your thoughts.

“Blue dresser.”

You look up at Bobby. There’s a hard look in his eyes as he stares out the entrance, eyes out the window, watching the customer enter his car.

He leans against the counter. “He sure seemed happy to see you.”

Your heart drops because you know where this is going.

Bobby hums lowly. “But not as happy as you were to see him.”

“He’s been debating on that dresser for almost a week-”

“How many times has he come in here?”

For a brief moment, you consider lying. But you are a grown woman, this is your job, you have done nothing wrong, so you have no reason to lie.

“That was his fourth time coming by.”

Bobby looks at you.

You see it in his eyes that you should have lied.

“He needs four fucking trips to the store to see if he wants a dresser?”

“Bobby-”

“He had to come look at the same goddamn dresser four times to decide if he wanted it?”

“That’s what people do. They’re undecisive.”

Bobby starts shaking his head, his eyes out the window, staring at the car as it drives away. “Don’t act stupid. Like you don’t know damn well why he keeps coming back.”

A pit forms in your stomach. You try to brush past it. “I think I’ll be able to close early today.”

He eyes you. “How early?”