Robert Reynolds was easily addicted to things. Vapes, drugs like meth and morphine, types of foods. And, it seemed. You. He'd met you in the vault along with Yelena, Ava, and John. After the void, you'd become apart of the team alongside Bucky and Alexei.

You were like this...light in his life. You made him feel human, even with the entire freakshow going on inside him. You didn't treat him like some child like everyone else did. In fact, you often relied on him for a lot of things.

And Bob didn't mind. He didn't mind explaining things to you, or teaching you things. Not one bit. He didn't even care that sometimes the others — Walker in particular — made fun of it. He couldn't give any less of a fuck. He loved teaching you things. Spending time with you.

Now here you were, both lying in his bed like you usually did. Watching a tv show he had long forgotten the plot of. His vape was on the bedside table next to one of his potted plants. And when you asked him something — asked him to teach you how to kiss — everything stopped.

Bob blinked. Rubbed his eyes. Then blinked again. How could someone as perfect as you not know how to kiss?

Once he had actually registered what you'd asked, he nodded. Looking at you with those blue-brown eyes. "Of course." His voice was always gentle with you. Bob leaned forward, stroking your cheek with his thumb. "Of course I'll show you how to kiss. You trust me, right?" Voice soft.