Mocking Dick (10)

Warnings: Suggestive stuff, not smut but hints at it, don’t read if that triggers or offends you, or makes you uncomfortable

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Your photo ops seemed to take forever, since you had the thoughts of what Rich said in the back of your mind constantly.

As soon as the last fan left the room, you said a quick farewell to Misha and bolted for the green room. The guys would be getting ready for their panel in there.

You hoped to get a word or twenty in with Richard before he had to leave.

With how fast you were walking, you were able to reach the green room in about five minutes, give or take a few.

Your eyes avert over to Rich who’s getting his things situated. He’s been looking at you ever since you entered the room.

You smile gently and motion him over, to which he complies.

“Do we have time to talk?”

Rich glances down at his wristwatch and nods.

“We’ve got a few minutes.”

“Alright, then answer me this. Where were you? We… I was worried sick.”

His lips twitch into a faint smile as he chuckles.

“I, uh, it’s kinda stupid, now that I think back on it.”

Well now you’re intrigued.

His voice grew close to a whisper and he leaned into your ear.

“I just told Rob and everyone that I got drunk and stayed at another hotel down the road. The hotel part was true. I got another hotel after I talked to you because I was afraid of my self-control. Your advances were enticing and I couldn’t get you out of my head… so I had to improvise. Relieve some stress, in one way or another.”

Your cheeks flushed a bright reddish-pink at even the slightest thought of Rich thinking about you while he jerked off. He’s scared everyone into thinking he was missing because he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

Rich continued, “I’m sorry that I worried everyone, but I can’t handle myself around you.”

He pulled away with a slight smirk on his bearded face that caused too many thoughts to stew around in your head.

“I-uh,” you can’t help stuttering just a bit because of his confession, “The things I did and said while drunk were thoughts I’ve had sober. All this time and I was thinking you were teasing me to be funny.”

Rich bit his lip and shook his head. Then his eyes widened in realization.

“That’s why you wouldn’t talk to me? Jesus, Y/N, if I would’ve known…”

“It’s fine, but now I have to think about what you told me all through karaoke,” you felt a sudden boost of confidence and leaned to whisper in his ear, “I’ll just think about all the stuff you’d do to me if we were alone.”

You stalked off to let the rest of the actors get ready, with a slightly aroused Dick left behind you. Your last words seemed a good enough comment for Rich to be interested and for this little game to begin.

It was on.

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Mocking Dick (9)

Your question sat between the two of you for a moment before the air grew unsteady.

Everyone in the room either knew something was up between you and Rich or had figured out the whole story anyways.

“Did I miss something?” You inquired, slowly glancing to the side to see the stares of your fellow castmates.

A hand landed on your wrist and Rich leaned in closer to you.

“Can we talk in the hall?”

His whisper sent chills through your body.

The room filled with talking and laughing once again as you and Rich silently slipped out the door. You leaned against the wall, arms folded.

Rich cleared his throat, “Do you remember anything that happened last night?”

You couldn’t help but groan at his question.

“What does this have to do with where you were?”

“It does, I promise. Hear me out.”

You nod reluctantly and motion for him to continue.

“I saw your texts from this morning. You really don’t have any recollection of what happened?”

You shake your head. “Other than doing tequila shots with Briana, not much after that. Why?”

Rich bites his lip. “You… you kissed me.”

It suddenly got very quiet around the two of you. You’re frozen in place, automatically traumatized by your drunken actions.

“I-I did?” You manage to stammer out.

“Yeah, and I pushed you away.”

You could have started crying right then an there. In your drunk state, you’d managed to give away your feelings and now you were learning that he didn’t reciprocate them.

Your voice is barely above a whisper, “That’s understandable.”

Rich sighs and anxiously runs his fingers through his hair. “No, it wasn’t. The reason I pushed you away was because I didn’t want to take advantage of you. You were drunk and not in your right mind. I just couldn’t do that to you not knowing how you’d feel the next day.”

A moment of silence passed before you opened your mouth to speak. With almost perfect timing, the green room’s door creaks and your handler sticks her head out.

“Oh, sorry, Y/n, but you’ve got photo ops with Misha in 15 minutes,” she pops her head back inside as a few people file out of the room.

You glance expectantly at Rich, who seems irritated at the interruption.

“We can talk later. After photo ops?”

Rich casually shakes his head. “I’ve got to get ready for karaoke right after. What about after that?”

You can hear the bussle of the other actors exiting the room so you quickly nod and turn to get to where you were needed.

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Mocking Dick (8)

You immediately felt a wave of disbelief rush through you as the officer left. None of this could be happening.

Briana and Kim had ceased their conversation to join you. Their faces lit up for the first time today as they quickly started talking.

You held a hand up to stop them.

“One at a time, please. This headache is raging and it’s hard enough to understand what is going on.”

Kim motioned for Briana to speak.

“They found him, Y/n! They found Rich!”

The sense of panic in your system left at the sound of those words. He was safe, and you’d have to talk to him soon enough. There were no longer any nerves about seeing him; you were just worried.

“W-where? Where is he?”

Kim pulled out her phone, sending a fast text to Rob, who hadn’t stopped looking for his best friend since he was reported missing.

Meanwhile, Briana eased you over to the couch, trying to calm you down.

“We’ll find out and tell you, but right now, you need to sit down. Maybe sleep off that hangover.”

You frowned, but complied because a nap sounded pretty good right now, even if you had just woken up an hour or two ago. You sunk back into the leather couch and immediately felt yourself dozing off. Rich would be there when you woke up, and that thought sent you into sleep.

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A pair of hands shook your shoulders and awoke you from your sleep. The sounds of people talking in the background were enough to fully wake you.

“What,” you groaned, trying to shake off that sleepy haze. Your eyes opened quickly at the realization that Rich was most likely back.

“He’s over talking to Rob and Matt,” a voice, probably Kim’s, whispered to you.

Those words had you standing up and pinpointing exactly where Rich was. You saw his messy hair, clothes from the night before, and a tired look in his eyes.

You would figure out what happened later. What you first did really was a blur, but one secons you were by the couch and the next, you were hugging him.

Rich practically jumped in surprise. He didn’t think your first interaction with him would be this.

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and felt his eventually snake around your waist. The two of you stayed together for awhile before you pulled away.

“You scared the hell out of me! What happened?”

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Mocking Dick (7)

“H-he’s what?”

You felt the blood pumping your head and your vision grew darker. Your knees buckled, causing you to fall.

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“Y/n, hey, Y/n,” a voice called, sounding muffled and distant.

You opened your eyes, black spots dotting your view. The face you saw made you smile.

“Rich, you’re here.”

He nodded, grinning right back at you.

You rubbed your eyelids with your fingers to get rid of the blurred vision. As soon as you removed your hands from in front of your face, you frowned.

Ruth was standing by you, listening to the distressed conversations while also checking on you. When she noticed that you were awake, her lip quirked up a bit.

“Thank goodness you’re alright.”

You turned your head quickly, but it made everything turn black again.

“Where’s Rich? He was just here.”

Ruth gazed warily behind you before kneeling down.

“Honey, he’s been missing since last night. Are you alright?”

She tried telling you to stay seated but you were in a rush. You jumped up despite the ache in your head and scanned the room. It had to be some kind of sick joke.

You saw only a few people still around: Kim and Briana talking to a police officer and then Ruth who was beside you.

The thought of Rich being lost made you want to throw up your insides, or maybe it was the drinks you’d had last night. Maybe even both.

You heard the officer say a few things to Kim and Briana before glancing at you and pointing a questioning finger your way. The two women nodded, to which the cop made his way to you.

“Hello, ma’am. I’d like to ask you a few things about your missing friend.”

You teetered slightly, holding onto the couch behind you for support.

“Do you know where he is?”

The cop eyed you suspiciously, but continued, “We’re looking for him right now. I need to know if you have any information that could help us.”

You opened your mouth to respond, but heard a crackling of a radio and the muffled words of someone talking. The policeman grabbed the device from his vest pocket and listened for the words again.

The voice coming from the radio was just quiet enough that only the cop could hear it. Whatever it was must have been important since he excused himself immediately and left the room.

Mocking Dick (6)

You woke up to an excruciating headache in your forehead. You glanced at your nightstand (which you’d thankfully placed a glass of water and an aspirin on last night) and noted the time.

It read, 9:30 am.

“Damnit!” You groaned, rolling over on your back to face the ceiling. You reached your hand over to the dresser, moving around it until you found the small box that was your phone.

You pushed the on button and made another exasperated noise. There were 7 missed messages from both Rich and Rob.

What the heck had happened last night?

The first three from Rob were simply asking where you were, but the last four were interesting.

Rich: Y/n, can we meet up tomorrow?

Rich: Y/n, cmon.

Rich: I didn’t mean to hurt you.

Rich: I realize you’re probably asleep. Please text me in the morning.

You’d hardly remembered anything after you drank those tequila shots with Briana and Kim, so you had no clue why Rich was so upset.

Y/n: What even happened last night?

You then realized that trying to figure out what happened would result in having to talk to him.

“Ugghhh,” you mumbled, tossing the covers off your bed and stretching as you stood up.

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You’d taken a shower and gotten dressed by 10 o’clock, just in time to meet everyone before photo ops.

You headed to the green room with your heart beating viciously in your throat.

Briana and Kim stood in the hall, talking quietly and typing quickly on their phones.

“Hey guys,” you smiled, but it faltered as you realized that they weren’t happy, “What’s wrong?”

Kim glanced at Briana and bit her lip.

“It’s Rich, Y/n. He’s missing.”

Mocking Dick (5)

You saw Rich’s eyes bore into yours; it was hypnotizing. He’d somehow gotten close enough to you that you could feel his short breaths on your cheek.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to talk to me unless you had a few drinks.”

It made sense. He’d known you for awhile, and everyone that did know you had the pleasure of experiencing drunk you.

“C’mon, Y/n. Talk to me. What happened earlier?”

You hadn’t realized you were staring off into space, unintentionally avoiding his words. The thing about drunk you also was: you weren’t good with words when the time came.

What good was it to try explaining how you felt about him, when you could just show him.

In a split second, you’d managed to pull his face down and press your lips to his. Your right hand ran through his caramel-brown locks, your left one placed itself on the back of his neck.

Rich’s eyes grew wide as you kissed him, but despite the surprise, his arms circled gently around your waist.

That moment of bliss was shortly interrupted as Rich’s lust somehow turned to disgust. At least, that’s what you thought.

Rich pulled himself away almost a second later.

“I-Y/N, I can’t do that,” he tried grabbing your hand, but you tugged it away, “No, I-I didn’t mean that.”

You shook your head, the pounding in it began to beat like crazy and a few tears welled up in your eyes.

“No, it’s fine.”

With that, you ran past him and back to your room.

Mocking Dick (4)

The rest of the night was a buzz of excitement and held an energetic air around it. You’d had a few drinks in the midst of the craziness, which helped loosen you up. No need to be uptight on your vacation.

You giggled happily in the green room with the rest of your friends and coworkers as Matt told a joke. The liquor you’d had was drowning out anything negative.

Briana whispered something in your ear about her husband and you laughed again. The room was full of bubbly smiling and laughter.

The only thing that stopped your bout of giggles was when Rich got up from his spot next to Rob and announced that he’d be retiring for the night.

Your eyes met his for a fraction of a second, but it didn’t go unnoticed by Rob, who was planning on leaving with Rich until he saw you two make eye contact.

“I’ll see you up soon,” Rob waved at his best friend as he walked out the door.

The alcohol in your system weighed down in your stomach, but gave you a sudden boost of courage and confidence.

“I’m gonna go… get some water,” you sputtered out, carefully standing and walking over to leave the room.

The halls outside were silent, except for the soft steps of Rich’s shoes slowly walking down toward his room.

You didn’t want to make any noise, but the floor gave you away by letting out a small squeak.

“Y/n, I know you’re there.”

Rich turned around and faced you. His eyes sent butterflies to your stomach despite your drunken state. How he’d heard you or known you were there, you had no idea. But just the way he looked at you brought you one step closer to being sober.

Mocking Dick (3)

You kept walking until it became a bit harder to breathe. This was stupid, having to run from a man you had a crush on.

Your eyes fell down to your phone, noting the time on it.

Damnit. It was already 6 p.m. and soon would be time for the green room party. That meant having to see and talk to the one person you really didn’t want to see right now.

You felt exhausted, despite your excitement and nervousness.

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The party had started, and thankfully you were able to avoid Rich while getting ready. Ruth, Kim, and Briana were able to distract you, but you left them unaware of the awkwardness between you and Rich.

The night started out with Rob, Rich, and Matt telling jokes.

You felt Rich’s eyes on you; the tension that his gaze held was instilling nerves into you.

This whole thing was all your fault. You shouldn’t have made such a big deal out of it, but there was no turning back now.

You were having fun dancing with the girls as you felt someone’s presence behind you.

“Listen, Ri-“ You spun around, but it wasn’t who you thought it was.

“Expecting someone else?” Rob inquired, folding his arms. He looked so much like an angry father, it was hard not to laugh.

“Me? No, definitely not…” Your sentence trailed off, letting Rob know you’re lying. He could tell whenever you weren’t telling the truth.

Rob sighed deeply and lean forward so that no one else would hear him.

“You need to talk to him,” was all he said before leaving you to most likely find his best friend across the room.

You shook away the thought of ignoring and hiding from Rich forever. You’d have to talk to him eventually, whether it be at a con or on set.

Either way, your anxiety flared over thinking about even looking at him.