Thanks for posting! I loved it! Well done!
“Alright?”
“Not really. But I’m not talking to you right now, so it doesn’t matter”
Aaron swallows tightly and draws in a deep breath as he sits down next to Robert on the bench, nodding.
“Fair enough. I’ll just sit here until you let up”
Robert stares straight ahead of himself, crossing his arms over his chest for good measure, and Aaron forces himself not to be irritated, reminding himself that he’s supposed to be apologising.
Rob shows no signs of paying any attention to Aaron at all, so he shrugs to himself and tugs the baccy, rizzlas and filters from his pocket, rolling a cig on his knee. He lights up and breathes in a few times, glancing sideways once before holding the cig out, loose and nonchalant; there if Robert wants it, there if he doesn’t.
They go a good minute before Robert glares, taking the cig anyways, still tight jawed and determined to ignore him, but relaxing ever so slightly with his first few tokes.
“I’m sorry,” Aaron starts, accepting the cig back “this is all really fuckin messy right now, and I don’t want what we have to be messy too”
“Well you drew the short straw there, mate,” Robert snorts bitterly and Aaron sits back against the wood properly, shaking his head.
“I used to think that, y’know? But lately its like… you’re one of the only things in my life that makes my brain go quiet”
“Aaron, it was only a few weeks ago that you were telling me you can’t think straight around me”
“Well that’s half true, I mean, there’s nothing straight about us”
Aaron has a small smile on his face, and he nudges Rob softly, desperate to loosen some of the tension between them. It physically aches, and he’s so tired of aching, so tired of feeling like he’s balancing on a tightrope barely hanging on.
“God, I hate you,” Robert sighs, looking up at the sky for strength, although amusement glitters in his eyes and Aaron grins, egged on by some of the weight lifting.
“Nah, you love me. I’m a delight”
“Aaron, please just go away”
Aaron swallows again and sucks heavily on his cig, before passing it to Robert again. He takes it despite his better judgement.
“You gonna tell me to get out of your life? You usually love throwing my words back at me”
“This is what I mean; how the fuck are we supposed to move on if you keep assuming nothing’s changed?”
Aaron closes his eyes and puffs excess air out through his cheeks. A moment later, the itching on his skin becomes just too unbearable and he shuffles closer, feeling his blood get warmer, comfort washing over him at the weight of his boyfriend’s frame against his own.
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That sofa is for Aaron & Robert to cuddle & snog on!!! Get off!!!
It’s a shame they’ve gone down that route with Robert and Aaron, after everything that’s happened.
Danny Miller
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danny on lorraine this morning ❤
You should write for Emmerdale! You’re brilliant!
I have this idea and no where to put it.
So Robert comes in, he’s gotten bad news about something and he can’t find Aaron anywhere. Anyway he sits on the stairs and he has his head in his hands and he stops fighting the tears. He looks up when he hears the footsteps and wipes his eyes quickly as he sees Liv, “Are you crying?” “No.” She looks at him for a bit, “You okay?” He sniffs, “I’m fine.” She watches him again, “You’re not crying cos I was mean to you are you?” He looks at her and shakes his head, “No.” She chews her lip as he stares at the wall; his eyes glassy again. The she sits beside him and puts a hand on his back. The tiny gesture making him burst into tears again. She leans against him and rubs his back as he tries to stop, neither of them speaking. She gets her phone out and texts Aaron. When he turns up he’s immediately in front of Robert asking what’s wrong and Liv just rubs Robert’s arm and leaves them to it.
And you got me out of prison early. And then you told me the truth about Rebecca, instead of trying to hide it. And then you stepped up for your son, and you fought for him and you loved him. And you loved me. You loved me like nobody ever has before.
Keep your religion to yourself
How exhausting the performances must have been. Danny had to sell his LFC tickets the other evening as he couldn’t go to the match, bc they were filming late. So breaks are really necessary, even though we miss Aaron & Robert in the story. Some other characters have big stuff going on as well. I could watch Robron daily and not tire of them. Danny and Ryan are excellent in their parts. There’s lots I’d love to see, but they are human beings who work so hard. We can’t complain if they get a little break.
Something that might help soothe some Robron woes, too… Danny and Ryan themselves had been working tirelessly for weeks on incredibly heavy, challenging, & time-consuming material. I’m sure they were tired. I even heard they requested an entire week off filming after all that (which would explain next week’s lack of them). So yeah, it’s not so much a matter of the story wanting to ignore them for a week but rather that Danny and Ryan themselves, as real people, honestly just needed to take a breath. Ha.
Hope you’re better when you wake up!
i was gonna write and post more of my current robron fic on ao3 but i have such a banging migraine that i need to go and sleep off. goodnight, remember aaron and robert are boyfriends and we get domestic scenes tomorrow! pray for me that this fucking headache is gone for then please. i wanna cry tbh.