Mocking Dick 15

A/N: It’s actually on the longer side for these… so it’s under a cut!

Today was going to test your self restraint to no end. If only Rich hadn’t changed your schedule, then you would have sailed through these three days.

Instead, you’re left waiting an extra two hours for a session with Rob and Rich.

The green room had become your home during the con, and you didn’t want to leave the couch you were on. Did the fans really need pictures with you?

You contemplated the consequences of staying behind, but of course, Rich and Rob would have none of it.

“C’mon, Y/n. Photo ops are in ten!” Rob chastised, gathering his things and standing near the door.

On the other hand, Richard took the physical approach. He wrapped his arms under your legs and torso, lifting you into the air bridal style. The sudden movement had startled you as you then began to wiggle out of his grasp.

“Rob, help!” You squeaked out, unable to get away from the man holding you.

Rob simply shook his head, opening the door to the hallway. His eyes seemed to communicate with Rich, and the actor began to walk toward the door with you still in his arms.

“You’re going to carry me to where all the fans will see us?” You huffed, crossing your arms to seem menacing and angry which Rich only found adorable.

“Mm, yeah, sounds like something I’d do,” he snickered.

Against your will, Rich carried you the rest of the way to the photo ops (fortunately not too far) and Rob trailed just a foot or two behind.

The humiliating part was when the fans saw you in the actor’s arms. They cheered, flashes of light went off as they snapped pictures. You would be seeing them on Twitter a lot.

It was the same as any other photo ops. Some people came in with basic poses: hugs, high fives, etc. Others were far more complicated, like the one where you and the two men had to create a pyramid with your bodies. But it was all going smooth, until a young girl walked in.

She couldn’t have been out of highschool yet, her body still showing signs of puberty. Her smile was huge as she hugged each one of you and wrung her hands together nervously.

“What’s the plan, girly?” You asked, trying to make the girl more comfortable.

She grinned in response and straightened herself up.

“I have a question really quick.”

You glanced at Rich and Rob, though they nodded for her to go on.

She took a deep breath in and gazed at you.

“Are you and Rich dating?”

You froze on the spot, but the question was valid. He had just carried you into the room not long ago in front of a hundred or so fans. It was simply curiousity stoked by his playful nature.

You opened your mouth to respond, but Rich beat you to it.

“You got us,” he replied effortlessly.

The girl couldn’t have been happier with the response.

You, on the other hand, were completely perplexed, but the girl just kept going with her request.

“Can you guys kiss and then Rob and I can act all surprised?”

If that didn’t go against guidelines, then nothing did.

“Um, well-“

“Of course, sweetie,” Rich responded, sending a smirk your way.

The glare you sent him could have killed. He was playing the game in a whole new ballpark.

The young girl and Rob to the side of you and Rich. It had just hit you that the only time you and him had kissed was when you were drunk after the party.

“Really,” you mouthed, rolling your eyes.

Richard shrugged and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Pucker up, sweetcheeks.”

You had the chance to back away, to tell the girl and Rich no, but you didn’t.

Instead, you embraced the situation by grabbing the back of Rich’s neck and pulling him down to you. His lips met yours softly and your eyes fluttered shut.

The click of the camera went off just a few seconds later.

You could have stayed in the moment forever, or just a few minutes longer if Rob and the girl hadn’t been there. The two of you drew apart, eyes locked for what seemed like the end of time.

“Thank you guys so much!”

The girl’s voice broke you from your trance as she ran and hugged each one of you again. She then exited the room with her picture happily in the palms of her hands.

What had Rich started?

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