You bitches are CRAZYYYY for sugardaddy!Robby. But I get it. Because same.
michael robinavitch x f!reader ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ mdni
At first, you were shameful about it. All blushed in the face when Robby would send you money or take you out to a nice dinner and order the most expensive wine on the menu. You never asked for anything, but would still get undeniably giddy when he would gift you with new clothes and lavish perfume.
One of the many times you were staying the night at his place, the two of you were wrapped up in each other on his couch. Before he saw your face, he felt your body tense against his. He opened his mouth to ask what’s wrong, but then he saw the text on your phone, being that his face was maybe a centimeter away from yours. It was from your landlord.
Please send me your rent tonight. You’re 4 days late and I can’t keep giving you so much leniency.
First, something akin to anger flashes through his body. How could anyone expect you, the most angelic girl in the world, to pay for something? You shouldn’t have to do that. You’re just a girl. His girl, to be exact. Next, simmered in with the anger he has towards your unsuspecting landlord, he felt disappointed that you hadn’t asked him for help.
“Baby…” Is all he says, his wrinkles showing up a little deeper on his forehead when he furrowed his brows.
Embarrassment flows through your blood, making your cheeks turn bright red. You already know what he’s thinking before he says anything else. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll just transfer from my savings and-”
Summary: Fracturing your wrist on New Year’s Eve was not in your plans, neither was ending up in the ED at PTMC, and you most definitely did not want to run into the very Chief Attending you’d been avoiding for months. The weather gods laugh at these plans. December really is a prison.
A/N: Happy New Years! I have been hyperfocused on The Pitt in preperations for season 2; and Sabrina Carpenter’s “is it new years yet” had me going to town writing this one shot. Same universe as my previous one-shot in The Pitt fandom, but obviously can be read by its self. Please enjoy some idiots in love, and happy new year!!!
Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Age Gap (Reader is early-mid thirties, Robby is late forties-early fifties), Dana’s Niece!Reader, Miscommunication Trope, Idiots in Love, CW: Cancer, CW: Sick Parent, Dana Evans being a Badass, Wingman/Voice-of-Reason Jack Abbot, Kissing and allusions to spicy times (I am still working on writing smut, please have mercy on my soul), No use of Y/N, Reader is referred to as Broadway Babe, Kiddo, and Darling. Femme presenting reader with she/her pronouns.
