dating robert/mecha man would include… (fluff headcanons) (proofread & lowercase intended)
phenomaman ver
content warnings: pet names (baby, sweets), kissing, possibly ooc idk, lmk if i missed any
fanart from: shuploc
note: sorry if this is ooc, i’ve yet to play dispatch or watch someone play it so this is just based off of clips i’ve seen in edits and fics i’ve read ✌️
cat calls every time he takes off his shirt…
you let out a whistle as robert takes off his blue collared shirt and throws it across the room, giving him an applause. “you’re so cringey.” he complains, moving closer to slot himself between your thighs. “yeah, but you like it, no?” you grin, feeling his lips curl into a smile as he presses kisses on your neck.
scolding him whilst cleaning up his cuts and bruises… (before dating)
“robert… i told you to be careful.” you sigh, guiding robert’s bruised body to sit on the toilet lid. the clock read 2:23am when robert stumbled in, shaking you softly to wake you up. “i was, i promise.” he winces, muscles flexing as you dap an alcohol covered cotton ball on the wound slashed on his pec. you scoff quietly, “that’s what you said last time, and the time before that..” you let out another sigh, tossing the now bloody cotton ball and grabbing a new one. “you worry me, robertson.. and i know you know that.”
him giving you his coat on dates only for you two to share it since he got cold as well…
“you cold?” robert asks, already shrugging his coat off his shoulders. “rob! i’m fine!” you protest to which robert scoffs, “that jacket is not thick enough for this weather” he mutters, placing the coat onto your shoulders and pulling you in close. — “sorry sweets.” robert whispers, now sat at a bus stop cuddling your body as his coat stretches over both of you. you smiles softly and lean your body more into his. “it’s fine. it’s perfect like this.”
favoring beef over him…
“okay we’ve gotta- oh my god you have a dog?!” you start as you walk into his apartment, only to be cut off by the sight of a walking oversized potato of a dog. you immediately bend down as the dog walks over to you, barking as it begs for pets. “oh my god!! it’s so cute! what’s your name buddy? huh?” you ramble, scratching beef’s head and rubbing his belly. “his name is beef.” — but that was just the beginning, as time went on he swore you cuddled with beef more than you did with him.
him purposely forgetting to bring his lunch so he can see you during the day…
you stood there at the door with a cute little lunch bag, waiting for your boyfriend to meet you. “hey, baby.” robert greets, taking ahold of your hand which is still holding onto the bag. “hi! i packed you some fruits. please eat them.” you greet back, pulling him into a hug and giving him a kiss. “hey- i eat my fruits y’know.” robert defends, now taking the lunch bag from your hands. “really? cause herman said he “gobbled” down your oranges.” you state with a hand on your hip. robert winces, “so that’s why it’s wet over here… and ‘gobbled’? really?” you nod your head with a raised brow. “eat your fruits. i’ll see you at home.” you smile, giving a kiss on his cheek while he gives a soft squeeze on your hip.
quiet moments and compliments 24/7…
“ah!” you squeal, taking robert’s face into your hands. “you look so pretty!” robert groans as his ears turn a pink hue, softly wrapping his hand around your wrist while the other hand is placed on your hip, playing with the fabric of your pajamas. “stop.” he whispers, though the soft smile on his face tells you otherwise. you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him from backing up. it’s just something about late night moments. you sitting on the counter while robert cooks some bullshit or whatever. majority of the time he’ll come over and slot himself between your thighs and talk to you about his day. “let me love you.” you jokingly beg, the biggest smile on your face as you run your fingers through to his hair. robert hums softly at the familiar feeling. “i am.”