How Did You Get Here? - [RED!Engineer x F!Reader]

Chapter 4

[A/N]: I reference this video in this chapter, so I shall proudly present it to you. However, this is kinda a deep chapter so in a way this is painfully ironic. But boy howdy if I don't love me some irony.

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"Good mornin'." The muffled voice of my sleeping buddy filled my ear as I slowly began to awaken. My eyes fluttered open and scanned what was in front of me. I had rearranged myself during sleep and was now facing the wall where we had projected the movies, while my back was pressed against something soft and warm. Letting my body indulge in the warmth, I realized there was an arm draped over my waist and under my left arm, while what could only be described as cool digits tenderly played with my hair. A smile plastered itself onto my visage as I placed a hand on the one over my waist. "Good morning yourself."

Dell's body shifted only slightly but continued to press itself against mine, it wasn't a feeling I was terribly used to, nor was it one I was opposed to. It was nice to be spooned for once, especially by him. "How'd ya sleep?" I thought for a moment, still smiling like a child at their birthday party, "Wonderfully, honestly. I guess I missed my bed." There was a chuckle followed by a deep rumbling from his chest. "An' that's all?" I turned my head as best I could, glancing at his grinning face. "I suppose your company helped too."

After a duet of laughter, and five more minutes of just lingering in such a position, he broke from the embrace and started sitting upright. A loud contented yawn escaped his lips as he stretched, arms in the air and eyes shut. I watched with needless intrigue, giggling to myself all the while. This was a treat for me, as he had always been the first one up and would typically be gone by the time I managed to crawl out of my makeshift bed. His left eye opened to peak over at the sound and smirked, "Ah take it you're enjoyin' the view." He stated matter-of-factly, causing me to purse my lips. "Can't help myself. It's like you're dangling a carrot in front of me!" As he began chuckling at my retort, I started to crawl out of the bed.

Eventually, Dell also started getting up, while I peeked over at my phone. Two missed calls and a voicemail. I raised my brow as I proceeded to unlock the phone.

"Hey [F/N], it's Jocelynn!" One of my classmates from my British Commonwealth course, she and I had become somewhat friendly since the beginning of the semester as we had similar interests. "I know it's 10am on a Saturday and you're probably still asleep," It was already noon, oops. "But I wanted to know if you'd be alright with me coming over sometime today to go over our assignment and maybe hang out too I dunno – but anyways! I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing and kinda can't afford to fail this. Call or text me to let me know! Bye!" Click.

While Dell clearly still wasn't familiar with cell phones, and probably hadn't a clue what a voicemail was, he understood enough to know that I was on the phone to some degree. "Who was that?" He asked, making his way beside me while flattening out the red and plum plaid shirt in his arms. "One of my classmates," I began, fumbling to find my own change of clothes, "She wants to come over later today so we can discuss our project – the one with the Canadian lady talking about her grandparents." Dell nodded and rubbed the back of his neck, "Do ya want me to hide during yer meetin'?" I rummaged through my drawers to grab fresh undergarments and socks. "No no, it's fine. She's not the nosy type or anything and doesn't play video games." I started heading for the washroom and he quickly followed behind down the hallway. I placed my clothes on the counter of the room as he lingered outside.

"I'm just going to take a quick shower, so I'm prepped for her arrival." As I said this, that sneaky inner fangirl suggested something completely unorthodox considering the Texan before me likely wanted to shower at some point too. I mentally slapped said cheeky fangirl and smiled over at him as casually as I could. With a short nod he placed his things on the counter near the door. "Ah'll be taken one shortly after you if that's alright." As he spoke, I could see him bite the inside of his cheek – perhaps he had the same horribly cheeky thought. "Ah'll go whip somethin' up for us in the meantime. Shouldn't be workin' on your assignment on an empty stomach, righ'?" He gave me a sideways grin, while I simply nodded in response – still trying to keep my composure. "That's so sweet of you, thank you."