DARK FIC: Pineapple (MATURE READERS ONLY)

[snogged]

This is probably one of those stories that shouldn't be read by anybody but I'm not going to stop anybody from reading it either.

Title: Pineapple
Author: snogged
Pairing: Barney/Robin, implied Robin/OMC (aka Dave)
Rating/Warnings: NC-17/FRAO; dark/angst, implied asphyxiation, implied sex, safe word, hurt/comfort
Setting: Season 4
Word Count: 371
Prompt: As Robin continues without a job, she gets more and more depressed and she's developed damaging behavior (aka an eating disorder, hooked on pain killers, dates really crummy guys and lets them treat her like trash, etc.) She's come to the conclusion that since no one wants her (boyfriends, employers, her family,) she's not worth anything and therefore treats herself like the trash she's talked herself into believing she is. Barney discovers this. Go.
Requested by masterful_liar at barneyrobin
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot any spelling/grammar errors.
A/N: I'm still amazed by how much the film "Pineapple" has touched me this week. This is yet another example of that.


Robin lightly touched the foundation brush to the small, dark bruises forming on the sensitive skin of her neck before straightening out the collar of her turtleneck.

She couldn’t let them see, couldn’t let them know. It would be so like Ted to look at her with condemning eyes and Lily would probably embrace her in an awkward hug and not look at her the rest of the night. They would be right to react that way though. She was really nothing but a worthless piece of shit now anyways.

She couldn’t be sure that if being jobless was the root of her dysfunction but she figured there had to be something inside of her that was more fucked up for letting some guy named Dave screw her into a dirty, sick and twisted oblivion while he gripped her throat and stole her breath away.

It wasn’t like they didn’t have a safe word. She could stop at any time. All she had to saw was ‘pineapple’ and he would roll off the bed and not speak another word of it. But no matter how often she had thought about it, the word didn’t leave her lips. Just because it stopped the present action, it didn’t stop the downward spiral that was her universe.

“Robin,” Barney’s voice pierced her mental fog and she glanced up at him, tamping down the fear and hurt so it wouldn’t show on the outside.

“I…I was just on my way downstairs.”

“What does he make you do?” Barney asked, as if he could see right through her façade.

“Nothing…it’s nothing,” Robin replied, silently praying that he would go away.

“Bullshit.” Barney reached for the turtleneck and pushed it down. His eyes darkened with concern at the sight of her sores but he didn’t look disapproving or condemning. “Robin…”

And so she told him, confessed every word, every graphic detail right there in Ted’s bathroom. He wrapped his arms around her and she let him, even though she still felt like a train careening off the tracks.

“Pineapple,” Barney muttered. “Pineapple. Pineapple. Pineapple.”

He hoped that by saying it, that he could make her world stop spinning into darkness. And God only knows if it worked.

FIN

Comments

[jerseystrife.livejournal.com]

Poor Robin. :(

It's sad she would be resorting to accepting abuse because she thinks she deserves in it some way because her life is kinda failing atm. I'm glad to see Barney was there for her with real concern and not fake sympathy.

*hugs them both*

[snogged.livejournal.com]

thanks and you're right, it is sad that she'd be doing that to herself

*hugs you*

[idioticonion.livejournal.com]

>“Pineapple,” Barney muttered. “Pineapple. Pineapple. Pineapple.”

*sniffle*

This is just so *sad*

Amazing job for such a short story.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

*huggles*

Thank you!

[otempora42.livejournal.com]

Wow. This is really powerful, and it makes a lot of sense -- Robin does tend to be hard on herself, and I can see how she'd become self-destructive like this. And Barney's so sweet. Excellent job.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

thanks so much, hun!

*huggles*

[tjammy2nd]

Wow, this is beautiful in a heart-wrenching kind of way. I love that Barney's perceptive and knows what's going on with her. He spends so much time watching her and it makes sense for her to confess to him. He's the only one who'd be able to understand without judging her.

"Pineapple," Barney muttered. "Pineapple. Pineapple. Pineapple."

This breaks my heart and melts it at the same time.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

thank you. Your review means a lot to me.

*huggles*

[spirillen.livejournal.com]

What a beautiful and powerful story, especially for a drabble.

>His eyes darkened with concern at the sight of her sores but he didn’t look disapproving or condemning. “Robin…”

He wrapped his arms around her and she let him, even though she still felt like a train careening off the tracks.

Everyone needs a friend like that.

And I know it's been said already but:

>“Pineapple,” Barney muttered. “Pineapple. Pineapple. Pineapple.

The idea of Barney as Robin's safeword - wow!

[snogged.livejournal.com]

One of my friends in the Buffy fandom wrote an article about writing drabbles once and I found it very inspiring. She said that each word in a drabble should make an impact and it sounds like I did just that :)

I'm glad you took the time to read it!

Thanks, hun

[roland44.livejournal.com]

You've really outdone yourself with this one. Of course Barney's the only one who'll understand her desperation. And that he'll say the safeword for her when she's emotionally choked and can't say it herself..wow!

[snogged.livejournal.com]

*blushes*

Thanks so much, hun!!

[secondmezzanine.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow. This was fantastic. And the way Barney says the word for her... breaks my heart. Love it.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

thank you!!!

If you ever get the chance, you should rent the movie Pineapple. It's a wee bit fucked up but it's so amazing. It literally blew my mind *g*