"She's an angel" Rodrick heffley x black fem reader

4- Dirty books

Author's note: Imma be honest this is def filler because I've been stuck on this for too long but n e ways I have a question. I asked it in my other fic but imma just ask here too.  Should I use the work C*ck or D*ck ? I hate the first one because only white guys say it, but I've been so used to now that the second one seems like weird. I need opinions plz. 

Without realizing, Rodrick had spent most of his day with y/n. Originally he planned on sleeping all day, maybe bothering Greg a bit if he had time. Ya'know his normal vacation routine. But he'd be lying if he said he didn't have fun with her, even if it was just reading. Reading together, alone in her hotel room.

"Finally." He said pulling the book out of a large pile.

The words "Property of y/n l/n" confirmed that he had the right one. His curiosity peaks as he runs his fingers over the colorful tabs sticking out of the pages and the fabric hiding the cover wasn't helping. He thinks back to the day before, the interesting sentence he read when he took it from her. It must be good if she can't put it down.

"Maybe I should find out."

He knows there's no way she would let him read it which means he might have to do it without her knowing. Or maybe he should just return it ? But then gain y/n could go a day without right, and she wouldn't exactly mind as long as he returned it eventually. The sound of approaching footsteps forces rodrick to act fast. Struggling for a moment he pushes the book into the back of his pants, covering it with his shirt.

"Hey." y/n called now standing in the doorway. "Did you find it ?"

"Nope." He says plainly. "Maybe we should just come back tomorrow, it's still kinda early."

"I guess we should just go back to room an-"

"Actually," He interrupts you. "I'm feeling kinda tired." He fakes a yawn.

"Oh ok, well, goodnight."

"Come on." He said nodding towards the hallway.

Walking her to the room, Rodrick struggled to kept straight. He felt hyper aware of every step he took and how it caused the corner of the book to repeatedly dig into his back. He wasn't the only one feeling hyper aware, y/n could tell how uncomfortable he was. How shaky he walked, how tense he was and how uncomfortable his face seemed. She couldn't help but wonder if it was because of her.

"It seems like you're forgetting something." She says leaning against the door.

"I am ?" A slight panic in his voice.

"You said if I had a book you liked you'd admit that I was right."

"Fine." He said not wanting to put up a fight. "Your right."

"Right about what ? Say it." A teasing smile light up her face.

"Nope." He says simply.

"Fine." She pauses, the teasing smile flattening into a shaky line. "But you did have fun right ?"

"Why wouldn't I." He says happily.

He smiles noticing the shift in her expression, hoping she'll do the same. Before a second could pass a small smile beams on her face.

"Good, I had fun with you too."

"I should get some sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, see you tomorrow okay."

"Okay." He waits a moment, watching her walk into the room.

Now back in his hotel room Rodrick was really struggling. It's just a book Rodrick kept having to remind himself. y/n's book ... y/n's porn book filled with her dirty notes.