Truth or Lie (Part Six)
A/N: Part Six finally! I have planned out the entire story, and Iβve gotta say itβs quite a ride. A long ride. Thank you tons for the support! I never thought this story would be so highly accepted. Unfortunately, Iβm starting college soon, so IΒ have no clue how my writing schedule will be. Guess weβll see?
Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader
Warnings: Explicit language
βMan. Itβs not even a good picture!β
You laughed quietly at Deanβs remark, your eyes zoning in on your phone screen as the episode βSkinβ played. You had some free time that day while Rob was off making fansβ dreams come true, so you started the Supernatural series. Admittedly, it was pretty good, and now you were curled up in a chair behind Rob watching another episode while he signed autographs with Richard.
After scribbling his signature on a photo op picture and flashing that trademark smile of his, Rob turned in his seat to smirk at you, an intrigued look crossing his face. βWhatβs so funny?β
You pulled out your earbuds and tore your eyes from the screen, focusing on your boss as he gazed at you with curiosity. βJust watching an episode,β you replied, shrugging dismissively.
Rob broke out into a huge grin at the fact that you took his advice and watched the show. βYouβre watching Supernatural? Gosh, youβre gonna make me cry, Y/N. Iβm so proud,β he gushed at you overdramatically, his hand rising to wipe away fake tears.
You heard some of the fans laugh at his comment, your mouth twisting into a wicked smile. βMock me all you want, buddy. Iβll take you down again,β you warned him quietly, reminding him of your takedown in the hallway earlier when he had decided it would be funny to pick you up and swing you around like aΒ toddler.
βAgain? Youβve gotta tell me that story,β Richard commented as his hand moved in loops and lines to create his signature.
βAs your cruel, capricious boss, I demand you not to tell him,β Rob told you, looking over his shoulder to shoot you a wink before turning to talk to a fan.
βOh, man, Iβm so scared. Have mercy, sir,β you pleaded mockingly, making your voice shake dramatically.
