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Chad has a tendency to wake up in the middle of the night.
When he was living in his own apartment, before he accidentally burned the place down, the hero would get a glass of water from the kitchen, or read in the living room, or whatever midnight snack he craved.
But now that he’s temporarily living with Robert, Chad figures he can just look at that dumb bitch until he falls asleep again.
Given that the dispatcher doesn’t have a couch, they have to share his bed for the time being. To his own surprise, Chad doesn’t mind this at all. The bed is comfortable and big enough for both of them, and that little bitch is quite cute when he’s sleeping. But the latter is something the hero will never admit to himself.
A sudden noise from his left cuts Chad right out of his thoughts, one that has him blink a few times in disbelief.
Was that a moan?
Turning to his left side, Chad sees the smaller man deeply asleep next to him, yet looking a little sweaty and hot in the face. Robert lies on his stomach, facing the hero, squirming and panting in his sleep.
Yup, Bob-Bob is clearly having a wet dream.
He’s probably dreaming about Blazer, stunning and perfect Blazer. Chad has seen the way his dispatcher stares at her, like she’s a goddess, like she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.
Or Invisigal, who hits on that oblivious bitch quite literally every chance she gets. At least she’s bold enough to approach him.
But Chad just can’t be mad about that now, not when Robert looks so cute…
And yet it doesn’t feel right to stay and stare at him like usual. Chad shakes his head at the thought. No, he will eat Robert’s last Twinkie just to annoy him and stay in the living room until-
He’s about to get out of bed when he hears it.
“Chad…” Robert softly moans, following a whimper.
Despite it catching Chad off guard, his eyes widening in shock, the sound goes straight to his dick.
He should leave, should go to sleep, and pretend Robert didn’t just moan his name out loud. But the hero lies back down, lying on his side facing the smaller man, staring at him with admiration. Chad never thought about how Robert would sound when aroused, the noises that’d escape his lips. It never even should, but now the hero knows.
Fuck, does his dispatcher sound so fucking pretty…
And it already drives Chad a little crazy.
He wants to reach out and wrap his arms around Robert’s skinny waist, to pull him closer, to gently wake him up and make that wet dream of his come true. But that would mean waking him up and cutting those pretty moans and whimpers off.
So, Chad just stares at him, an amused smile spreading on his face, not daring to make a sound of his own. The dispatcher already sleeps two hours a night, so he clearly needs the rest.
It isn’t until Robert slowly opens his eyes, looking even cuter somehow, that Chad places a gentle hand on his arm.
“Hey…” Robert breathes after blinking a few times, a peaceful smile appearing on his face. He doesn’t know why his rival is smiling at him like he’s head over heels for him, nor does Robert know why it makes his heart flutter, but it feels rather nice…
“Morning.” Chad whispers, moving his hand from the smaller man’s arm to cup his cheek, feeling a little sweet tonight. “You dreaming about me?”
He sees the way Robert’s tired yet adorable smile shifts into a confused frown, the way he once again blinks a few times. Yup, it’s one of those dreams you forget the moment you wake up, one you just feel fading out of your mind.
“What…?” Robert asks, still sounding a little groggy. He tries to remember why he was dreaming about his rival of all people, and what it was even about, but he just can’t recall it. His mind feels empty, leaving Robert utterly bewildered. “How did you know?”
“You were moaning my name.” Chad answers bluntly, brushing his thumb over Robert’s cheek. “I didn’t know you’d sound so pretty…”
That has Robert blushing like crazy, his face basically turning red out of shame.
“I can’t remember…” He manages to get out, his eyes darting anywhere to avoid having to look at his rival and colleague. Fuck, he didn’t mean to, he didn’t mean-
“It’s okay.” Chad reassures the smaller man, scooting a little closer to him. “I don’t mind hearing you. Well, as long as it’s me you’re dreaming about.”
Chad sure hopes so, because he wants to make them true one night.