• TAGGING ➝ Zoey Holliday, Donovan Smythe.
• LOCATION ➝ Don’s house.
• TIME FRAME ➝ 7/27, evening.
• WARNINGS ➝ None.
• NOTES ➝ Donovan helps Zoey quit freaking out about their relationship.

Grant hated lying to Robin. And even though none of the words coming out of his mouth were lies, a fake smile was still a lie in his book. He was pretending. And he hated that. But he also figured that she could possibly see right through it. This was Robin. She knew just about everything about him, so she could probably tell when he was actually smiling and when he wasn’t. In all honesty, he didn’t want to talk about any of this anymore. He was going to end up saying something he was going to have to apologize for later. “Fine,” he groaned out, shaking his head. As much as he wanted to be close to her, there was still a part of him that wanted space. “I need space, Robin,” he sighed out, pulling his hand away from hers again. “At least let me take a shower. I just want a couple minutes to myself,” he said, shaking his head. He knew that he needed a few minutes to collect his thoughts and just erase this entire conversation from his memory. But he couldn’t do that while Robin was staring at him with her giant sad blue eyes the entire time. “Just give me a few minutes. When I come back downstairs, everything will be normal.”

It wasn’t often the two of them were not on the same page. But when it happened, it was usually a bad thing, because it was difficult to compromise when you both felt so oppositely strongly about something. Especially something as important as a thing that would affect their children. Robin wasn’t used to this, she wasn’t used to being the one to upset Grant, and it broke her heart to know that she was doing it now. Though, nothing could compare to the empty feeling left behind as he pulled his hand away from hers. It was something she hadn’t experienced since her former relationship, and something she’d tried hard to forget about. “You want space from me?” She questioned, the hurt in her voice entirely obvious, though of course unintentional. Grant had every right to be upset, after all. Almost an automatic response to feeling alone, Robin wrapped her arms around her bump, staring at her fiancé with wide, sad eyes. She wanted to protest, to tell him not to leave her, but that wouldn’t be fair to him, so she eventually just nodded her head, tears glazing her eyes, and choosing not to say anything more.

The entire situation had rubbed Grant the wrong way for numerous reasons. But the main reason was because it felt like raising a child with Jessica all over again. He had already spent almost fifteen years raising a daughter with someone who didn’t care about his opinion. And as much as he knew Robin did care what he thought, he also knew that she came into this discussion with her mind made up. And there was only one ending to this conversation. Him agreeing with her. At least she gave him that. Jessica usually didn’t care if he ended up agreeing to it or not. He mustered up a fake smile when she made her way over to sit on his lap, another sigh leaving his lips. “You’ve made your decision, Rob,” he mumbled out with a small shrug. “This is what you want. It’s a good thing for you and your relationship with Alex. Fine. But this isn’t my choice. I’m never going to pretend like this is something I want.” He leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to her cheek, before standing up from his seat and gently setting her down on the ground. “I think I want to be alone. I’m going to go for a run. I’m not mad at you. I promise. Why don’t you call your sister and your sister-in-law while I’m gone and give them the good news?”

Maybe it had only been six months, but Robin knew Grant by now. She was pretty positive she knew him better than anybody, so she of course knew his expressions. She knew that when he would smile, like really smile, his eyes would crinkle at the sides. They weren’t doing that right now, and Robin studied his face for a sign of his actual emotions. Though, truth be told, they were pretty evident in his voice, anyway. “I have made my decision, and I’ll support any decision you make, too.” Grant was not Scott, she knew he wasn’t going to go ahead and pick someone terrible just to spite her the way Scott most definitely would’ve done, but whoever he chose, if he felt strongly enough about it, she’d be supportive. Her eyes closed momentarily as his lips pressed to her cheek, though she was back to looking at him with a frown as he stood, hand automatically reaching out to grab his. “No, please don’t do that. Please don’t leave me right now,” Robin shook her head, locking her gaze with his. It was very easy for her to lose her grip on her emotions lately; something she had pregnancy to thank for, and she’d definitely end up in tears if he left. “I don’t want things to be weird, I don’t want you to be upset and I definitely don’t want you to be upset with me.”

In today’s edition of ‘what else can go wrong’, not only have I bruised underneath my thumbnail by accidentally slamming my hand in the car door, but I’ve also lost a toenail to accidentally kicking the wheel of a shopping cart, so if anybody needs me, I’ll be wrapped up in bubble wrap until the year is through.

Tips on how to grow back missing toenails are much appreciated, I don’t have time to wait.