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stepping stones to hell ch. 15 (a ronance fic)

hi! please don’t judge my use of 1993 cell phone lore, it’s probably incorrect! you can find all previous chapters here!

warnings: this chapter contains mature content. it isn’t full blown smut but it’s intimate. minors dni!

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Robin stood inside of a coffee shop in Nashville staring at the menu. She wished she could say she was reading it in an attempt to figure out what to order but there was no way in hell she could process anything at the moment.

She had kissed Nancy Wheeler. Not only had she kissed Nancy but Nancy kissed her back. This wasn’t a dream. Nancy actually liked Robin. She felt Nancy’s fingers brush against her arm, pulling her from her daze. “Do you know what you’re going to get?” Nancy questioned.

“Uhm, nope. What about you?”

”I’m probably going to get a coffee over ice since it’s starting to get a little warmer out. Maybe with chocolate or caramel?” She gave Robin a small smile. It wasn’t getting warmer outside at all, they both knew that. It was the kiss that had both of their body temperatures rising.

Deciding to explore Nashville together had been such a good idea up until now. Now all Robin wanted was to be alone with Nancy so she could kiss her again and again. “That sounds great,” Robin finally said. “I’ll have exactly what you’re having.” There was only one person in front of them now and Nancy started to laugh, “What? What’s so funny?” Robin inquired.

“It’s just funny that we are two grown women and a kiss has sent us into shambles.”

”It wasn’t just a kiss,” Robin said quietly so only Nancy could hear her.

Her lips twitched and she shook her head slightly, “No, you’re right. It was definitely a lot more than that.”

They stepped up to the counter and Nancy told the cashier what they wanted. After they paid they stepped to the left to wait on their drinks. Weeks of being friends and talking had gone by and now Robin wasn’t even sure what to say. “What do you think the guys will do today?” Nancy asked to break the silence.

”I think they will do a little of what we did. Without the kissing of course. Well, maybe not,” she thought of Steve and Eddie. The two had been infatuated with each other even after all these years. It always made Robin glad to know that true love never really died.

“Robin, please,” Nancy giggled.

“It’s true! Those two can be sooooo clingy sometimes.”

Nancy smiled softly, “I’m glad. If anyone deserves it’s Steve. He always took the most care of literally everyone.”

Robin nodded her agreement, “It’s true. I’m so glad he and Eddie have each other.”

“Well, I hope they go to the record store. Imagine that guy if every member showed up. Then he could have multiple things signed by all of you. That would be so cool.”

”We need to invest in cell phones so that we can call them and tell them.” Robin sighed.

“You know I’ve thought about breaking down and buying one but they are so expensive and they have to weigh like a pound or two.”

”Yeah, kind of like carrying a brick in your purse.”

“Oooh, it could double as a weapon!” Nancy said excitedly.

”Maybe we should go get one today. That way when you leave tomorrow and I’m forced to finish the tour without you, we can still call whenever we want. Even when I’m on the bus!”

Nancy clapped her hands together, “Oh, perfect! Where’s the map?” Robin pulled the folded up paper from her back pocket. Nancy took it and began to look it over, “The nearest Radio Shack is only two blocks away. It’s a perfect idea!”

”Great, it’s settled then.” As the worker sat down the two coffees, Nancy put the paper in her own pocket before grabbing the drinks and handing one to Robin. “Shall we?” Robin asked, holding her arm out.

Nancy shook her head with a laugh, wrapping her arm around Robin’s. “We look like a pair of dinguses.”

“My dear Nancy, it’s because we are.”

As they made their way to their destination it hit Robin that after tonight it would be a little while before she could even see Nancy again. The thought was bittersweet. She was grateful for the time they were spending together now but she knew the departure would be different this time than last time. Last time Robin was sad to be leaving a friend behind. Well, a friend she had a crush on. But now, Nancy was more than a friend, right? Not technically, Robin thought. However things were definitely different now. They couldn’t exactly take back what happened; not that Robin wanted to and she was sure Nancy didn’t want to either.

No, Nancy had wanted the kiss. She had pulled Robin closer, she would have let her do more than kiss her, that Robin was sure of. “You’re blushing,” Nancy said with a soft laugh. “What are you thinking about?”

Robin debated on telling her the truth. What did she have to lose? She took a drink of her coffee. She realized it was the first drink, she had actually forgotten she had even had a drink. “Holy shit this is good.”

Nancy nodded in agreement, “Are you avoiding the question, Robs?”

”What? Oh, no. I just felt the need to say that… Right. Well, I mean if you must know I was thinking about you.”

”What about me?”

Was Nancy really going to make her say her every thought out loud? “I was thinking about the kiss. About the dressing room wall and how I could have pushed you up against it-“

”Robin!” Nancy interrupted her before letting out a cough. “You’re going to make me choke on this coffee.” Robin took a breath, ready to make a joke but Nancy cut her eyes at her, “Don’t even think about saying anything.”

”Now you’re the one blushing,” Robin said victoriously.

Nancy rolled her eyes and shoved Robin’s arm playfully, “Whatever. Oh look! There it is!” She pointed to the right where Radio Shack sat only three or so stores away. “Makes me think of Bob,” Nancy said softly.

“Rest his soul,” Robin tried to sound thoughtful. She had never known Bob but she had heard enough about him when she had heard the story of what happened before the mall. She had only seen him once when she and her parents went to buy her dad a computer but she hadn’t said anything to him.

Nancy pulled the door open and Robin nodded her head in thanks. “Hello!” They were greeted so quickly Robin jumped a little.

“Hi!” Nancy called back, pulling Robin’s hand so she moved forward.

She looked around the store and noticed this wasn’t going to be the easiest of choices. There were many cell phones sitting on a kiosk in the center of the store. There were also tons of other things. Computers, pagers, fax machines, printers, radios which of course made sense giving the name. “What can we do for you today?” The worker asked again.

Robin gave a smile, hoping Nancy would continue to take the lead. The lady flipped her long red hair over her shoulder, offering Robin a smile in return. “We were hoping to purchase two cell phones today.”

”Perfect!” She said, clapping her hands together. “We have some options, do you know what you’re looking for exactly?”

”Uhm, well,” Robin tilted her head, scanning the table. “Neither of us have owned one and we spend a lot of time apart because of work and such so, something that reaches really far away?” She questioned rather than stated.

“Well, a cell phone is just the thing you’re looking for, then. These,” the lady motioned her manicured hand toward a phone the size of one of Steve’s shoes. It looked like it could truly weigh what a brick did and could probably take someone out if smacked with it.

“That one looks a little dangerous,” Robin laughed nervously.

Nancy snorted but nodded in agreement, “What about those?” Nancy pointed to the end of the table where a few smaller options sat. They weren’t much smaller but they were slightly slimmer. As far as taking up space they would fit much easier in a purse or bag.

“These are the newest models we have. They are a bit on the pricey side but as far as devices go they are the best. The battery lasts longer, reception is good and it’s less likely to knock someone out if you threw it at them. Which, we at Radio Shack, do not condone of course.”

They both laughed but Robin grabbed a small gray phone, “I want this one.”

”And I’ll take this one,” Robin grabbed the same phone as Nancy but in black.

“Well you two of you made this painless. Now we just need to get those and set them up.”

After nearly an hour, Robin and Nancy exited the Radio Shack each with a paper bag and a new phone. They already had saved one another’s new number and their home numbers. “Two numbers and they’re both yours,” Nancy smiled.

“Who else could you ever need?”

“Not a soul,” she smiled.

After leaving Radio Shack they decided to call for a taxi and back to the hotel. It was only a few hours until it would start getting dark so they needed to be ready to go watch the meteor shower together. At some point on the way home in the back of the car the two had started to hold hands again. Robin had always thought relationships and crushes had been so difficult. Everything had seemed so complicated but if she were being honest it was only ever her fear of forming intimate connections. The last thing she ever wanted was to be heartbroken. She had never even had close friends until Steve. If it hadn’t been for almost dying then helping save their town together, they probably wouldn’t have become close either.

That was the beginning of everything for Robin. Because of Steve came her other friendships she had formed like Dustin, Erica, Lucas and Max. Because of those events she was now in Corroded Coffin and was so close with everyone in the band. Corroded was the reason she had reconnected with Nancy. So in a very honest way, everything good in her life was because of Steve Harrington.

Once all their new finds and purchases were packed away, they called for wine. They were packing a bag to take with them. “Okay, wine, blankets, two pillows… Are we missing anything?” Nancy said, scanning the room.

“Hm, I don’t think so.” Robin also looked around. There wasn’t much they really needed anyway, just each other and definitely blankets in case it got cold. “I wonder what everyone else is doing.”

”What do they normally do when you guys have a free day?”

Robin sat down at the end of the bed facing Nancy. “Normally we will sleep in because of how hard it is to sleep on the bus. Then we just explore whatever town we are in. Well, that is if it’s a free day where we are parked. Sometimes we’ll have a day or so between shows but we have to drive. When it’s like that we always try to stop somewhere if we have time. At least for food and necessities on the bus. Oh, and to shower. I have showered in more truck stop bathrooms in my life than I ever thought I would.”

”Not all venues have showers?” Nancy asked curiously.

”Well, since we’ve started playing slightly bigger shows they normally do. When we did our first tour though we were mostly playing tiny places and bars so there weren’t really showers. So the label would give us extra money to pay for showers at truck stops. Which aren't as bad as you would think. Most places are really well maintained. At least the female showers were, I never asked what the guys were like.”

”Is it hard? Being on the road away from everyone?”

Robin sucked in a breath, crawling up beside Nancy to lay back against the pillows. “Before we started touring my parents and I kind of had a falling out, as you know. I think it would have been harder but the only people I really had after that was Steve and the band. So, I couldn’t really miss anyone while being gone. Of course my friends back home but everyone was leaving to do their own thing and everything we went through… I know we both said it before but sometimes it felt easier to forget. I really tried not to think about anyone.”

Nancy nodded slowly before biting her lip, “Do you think it’s going to be harder to leave now?”

Robin’s chest ached at her question, she knew exactly what she meant. Would it be harder to leave now that she had Nancy. Robin nodded without a second thought, “Yes. Touring is fun and getting to be a musician is so rewarding and we are very lucky. I think the hardest part is being on the road. There are good things and bad things. Leaving is going to be harder now than it ever was.” There was no reason for Robin to say it was because of her, Nancy knew it was.

“It will make coming home that much more special, though,” Nancy offered with a forced optimistic attitude.

“Nancy Wheeler, am I sensing sadness in that tone? We aren’t even apart yet.”

She laughed lightly then sighed, “I’m just already thinking about leaving tomorrow. I suppose it won’t be all that different. I’ll go home and work, like I have these past few years. You’ll tour like you have been doing. So being apart will be like it was before we met.”

”Yes,” Robin said but then shook her head. “But also not. It will be different because I’ll miss you. But coming home will be an experience like we’ve never had. Or at least me. I’ve never been able to go home to someone. I’ve never been just itching to get off the bus. I guess I’ve never really looked forward to going home but now I can. Now I have someone to go home to.”

Nancy turned to face Robin and stared at her for a few long moments. Robin opened her mouth to ask if she said the wrong thing but suddenly Nancy shifted to her side, placing her hands on either side of Robin before she leaned in. “Can I kiss you Robin Buckley?”

Robin wanted to make a stupid joke about how they had already kissed and didn’t have to ask. However she was left unable to say anything so she just nodded.

Nancy leaned in and pressed her lips against hers. They were so warm and soft, it made Robin slump against the pillow. She grabbed at Nancy’s arms, tugging her forward. Nancy shifted, putting one leg on the other side of Robin and sitting down on her thighs all without breaking the kiss.

Robin felt a fluttering in her chest as her heart rate quickened. She placed her hands on Nancy’s cheeks before sliding one to the back of her head. Her hair was so soft and perfect. Nancy was perfect. She had always known that. She had been Hawkins’ number one girl. Even if she hadn’t known it, Robin did. She was beautiful, smart, and desirable. She was everything anyone could ever want to be and now she was hers.

Nancy pulled away to study Robin’s face for a few seconds. “Are you okay?” Robin asked.

Nancy wrapped her arms around Robin’s shoulders and neck, leaning back in to kiss her again in answer. She slid her tongue across Robin’s lips before she opened her mouth. Nancy was so warm and inviting. She was so gentle with Robin as their tongues met. Her hands drifted to Nancy’s waist, knowing it wasn’t possible to pull her closer but trying still.

Nancy’s hips shifted and she let out a soft moan causing Robin’s stomach to tighten. She felt her inside turn warm. She wanted Nancy to make that sound again and wanted to know what other sounds she could pull from her pretty mouth.

Nancy gripped the front of Robin's shirt now as if her life depended on it. She pulled away, looking at Robin again. Nancy’s face was flushed and her lips were swollen. A smile flickered across her lips as she went back in to place a soft kiss to Robin’s lips. She then kissed the corner of her mouth. She was placing kisses in a trail down her jawline before taking them down her neck. Her lips settled at Robin’s pulse and she kissed softly, then bit her skin gently. Robin couldn’t help the moan that escaped her mouth. Nancy bit her harder that time but it wasn’t painful; it was all pleasure. She kissed the same spot moving her lips to Robin’s collarbone. Robin let out another breathy noise and she could feel Nancy smiling against her skin.

Slowly, agonizingly so, she followed the same trail back up to Robin’s mouth, kissing her again. “We need to leave for the meteor shower soon.”

“R-right,” Robin agreed in a shaky voice. “Meteors.”

Nancy grinned and kissed Robin again before crawling off top of her and grabbing the car keys, “Ready?”

Even though Robin’s head was spinning she nodded, swallowing to try and calm herself. Fuck, she thought. It was almost embarrassing how much Robin needed her. She forced a smile, throwing her legs over the bed and hopping up, “Let’s go!”

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stepping stones to hell ch. 14 (ronance fic)

hello! all previous chapters of this fic can be found here!

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NANCY’S P.O.V.

When Nancy woke up the next morning, she was still curled against Robin with her head on her chest. She breathed in deeply, the smell of Robin’s body wash overwhelming her senses. She couldn’t believe how brave she had been last night by crawling up next to her. The wine had definitely helped but Robin hadn’t pushed her away. Maybe it was time to be more brave.

She pulled herself away from Robin slowly. Robin twitched before opening her eyes, taking in her whereabouts. She blinked a few times before turning to find Nancy, “Good morning,” her voice was rough and Nancy could feel her heartbeat quicken.

“Morning,” she said, giving a lopsided smile. “You’re cute when you sleep.”

Robin blinked before shaking her head, “Only when asleep?”

Nancy laughed lightly, crawling out of the blanket fort to stand stretch. “No. I think you’re cute all the time.”

Robin was silent which made Nancy feel a little nervous. Over the past few weeks she had developed feelings for Robin. It was undeniable. Sometimes she felt like those feelings were returned but maybe she was always reading the room incorrectly. Just because Robin liked women didn’t mean she liked Nancy.

She finally crawled out from the fort to look up Nancy, “Do you mean that?” She asked quietly.

It was Nancy’s turn to blink in confusion before she gave a slow nod. “Yes,” she whispered back.

The two looked at one another for a long moment, Robin deciding to stand up. She took a step towards Nancy, the air becoming tensely charged. She thought maybe she was reaching for her hand before a knock sounded at the door. The both of them must have been holding their breath because the exhale was audible as Robin bit out a soft curse, turning for the door.

Nancy could feel her cheeks on fire as she turned, going straight to the bathroom to grab her toothbrush. What was that? She thought as she let the water run hot before running the bristles underneath the stream. There was no way Robin didn’t not like her, right?

She could hear Robin carrying on a conversation from

the door, “We’re actually gonna be leaving in like an hour if you don’t mind coming back then?” Nancy couldn’t hear what the other person said but she heard Robin thanking them before shutting the door.

Nancy felt nervous now, as if there was some sort of pressure on them to continue what was going to happen. She had to try to act normal. When she was done brushing her teeth and washing her face she found Robin sitting on the bed in already changed clothes. “Hey,” she said quickly standing. “That was house keeping. I just need to brush my teeth and I’ll be ready.”

“‘Course,” Nancy smiled anxiously, walking past Robin to her bag, digging out her outfit for the day. Nashville in the fall was usually a bit cool so she opted for a pair of jeans, her dino t-shirt that Robin had loved and then a flannel. That way if today it was on the warmer side she’d be fine. She grabbed her brush and sat down on the bed, reaching for the phone book on the nightstand. Maybe flipping through yellow pages would give her an idea of where to go first.

She had just finished combing through her hair before Robin joined her back at the bed. “I love that flannel,” she said with a big smile.

Nancy wanted to let out a breath, the nervous energy seemed to have left Robin which meant Nancy could do the same. “Thanks! I stole it from Mike, actually.”

“Even better.”

Robin held her hand to help Nancy up who grabbed onto her without a second thought. “So, what do we do first?”

“Okay, so, I looked through the yellow pages and there’s a record store on broadway and then a few thrift stores close to it. I ripped the map from the phone book. Do you think the hotel is going to be mad?” She asked Robin sheepishly.

Robin blinked before letting out a laugh, “Nancy Wheeler you’re a criminal.” She took the map from Nancy’s hand, examining it carefully. “If they get mad we’ll just buy them a new one. Ready?” She asked with a grin.

The two plowed their way through plates of waffles, bacon and eggs before calling for a taxi. Nancy had to admit free breakfast was probably the best part of staying at a place like this but god she felt like she was gonna pop. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone eat so much bacon,” Robin joked.

Nancy offered an eye roll, “I told you, it’s my favorite out of breakfast meats. Admittedly I prefer turkey bacon but,” she trailed off. Opening the taxi door before sliding out.

They had decided on calling for a cab instead of driving the rental because the two of them both agreed they probably would have a difficult time driving in a place they were only slightly familiar with. So after studying the map together in the backseat of the car they decided they would start with the record store then work their way up to the thrift stores. Luckily they were all within a mile of each other so they could walk once dropped off.

Robin held the door open to Vinyl Destination letting Nancy pass through first. She thanked her then looked around. “Holy shit,” Nancy muttered. This place was huge.

“Oh my god, they probably have like everything here,” Robin whipped her head back and forth in disbelief.

“Almost any cassette, record or CD you could name!” A friendly male voice greeted them. Nancy looked at him and smiled, his eyes squinted as he looked over Robin.

He studied her for a moment as if he was trying to see if he knew her or not. He was wearing baggy dark jeans and a ripped Danzig shirt. “Oh shit,” he finally said softly. “You’re,” he started but Robin stuck her hand out for a handshake to interrupt him.

“Robin Buckley, hi.”

“I was at your show last night!” He said excitedly.

Robin gave a genuine smile, “Thank you! We love Nashville.”

Nancy noticed the we and wondered if she meant the band or her because either way she was sure the statement was true. “Oh god, the show was incredible. It’s so crazy you’re here. Take a look around and if you need any help just give a shout.”

They walked toward the right side of the store where a sign hung indicating the records. “You’re so popular, Robs,” Nancy giggled, poking her side.

Robin’s face turned red. Knowing she could make her blush made Nancy’s stomach flutter. How different things were for them now. She knew from the moment they started the interview she was attracted to Robin in a way she must have missed when they were in school. Well, maybe that wasn’t true. She had noticed how beautiful and goofy and kind Robin was all those years ago. However, that time in their life was plagued with awful things she had never had time to think much about Robin. Of course Nancy had known for a long time she liked women and men. She liked anyone and everyone, really. There was no label to her attraction. She didn’t have a preference for anything except personality. She had always wanted to be with someone fun. Though she had thrived on organization and schedules most of her life, Nancy really wanted adventure now. She had learned a lot after graduating and attending college. She had learned a lot when she and the people she loved almost died. Life was too short to not be spontaneous or enjoy things. And dammit, Nancy enjoyed Robin.

“Nance? You okay? You look a thousand miles away,” Robin said softly, brushing her fingers against Nancy’s wrist.

She looked at where she had been touched, as if she could still feel her there. Warmth buzzed along her arm and she looked back at Robin, “I’m okay. You’re just,” she paused, searching for the words to say. Life is too short for lies, be honest. She urged herself. “You’re just incredible. Like really really great. There’s just so much I didn’t see before because I was sooo,” as she searched for a word Robin jumped in.

“Preoccupied with secretly saving the world and everyone we care about?”

Nancy laughed lightly, “Yes that. You’re just, beautiful, Robin. Inside and out. Like physically beautiful, stunning of course but just, remarkable.”

Robin’s cheeks flushed pink and she shook her head, “If I didn’t know better, Nancy Wheeler, I would think you’re trying to woo me.”

Nancy stood in front of a large bin of records labeled ‘Rock A-F’. She flicked through the vinyls mindlessly, trying to look as if she was actually absorbing whatever labels were on the square packing at her fingers. “Maybe I am, Robin Buckley. Is it working?” She looked back up at her. Her eyes were wide and she stayed silent for a long moment. Maybe Nancy was crazy. Maybe Robin didn’t like her at all and all this tension she had felt was imagined.

Robin finally nodded her head slowly, “Yeah, I would say it’s working very well.”

Nancy looked down, unable to hide her blush. She started back over at the first record but Robin took her free hand, lacing their fingers together. Her lungs froze. Holy shit. It’s happening. It’s happening? Is it.. happening?

She squeezed Robin’s hand gently, unsure if she should say something but she thought at the very least she should give some sort of indicator that this was okay. This is exactly what she had been wanting.

They browsed the store hand in hand, until they both had found so many things they could no longer just hold it in one hand. Robin had found a ton of cassettes including one of Corroded Coffin’s first demo. “Wouldn’t you have one of these?” Nancy raised an eyebrow, turning the plastic case over to read the back. These were songs they had been playing in Gareth’s garage before Robin had even joined them then went on later to record with Robin. “Holy shit, nineteen eighty-seven, what a year.”

Robin nodded in agreement, “I definitely have one of those somewhere. It’s kind of embarrassing really. I had barely been drumming for a year when we did that demo so I know for sure I sound like shit.”

“No you didn’t! I loved this demo actually,” Nancy defended Robin against herself and held the tape close. She did own this demo. And unlike Robin, she knew exactly where it was.

Nancy had a drawer at home that had a lot of her prized possessions. In the drawer was this very demo. There was also a pamphlet from the first film project El and Will did together. The school had a smaller film festival of sorts and Nancy had attended, keeping the paper. The first time Max had been credited for a game was in a magazine she had stuck in there as well. Lucas’ published theory he was working on, Dustin’s name in a school paper when he had won an award for his science project and Erica’s graduation invitation. The first calendar Jonathan had his photography printed in, literally everything that meant something to her was shoved in the drawer.

Nancy could never put into words what everyone in her life meant to her. She was so sentimental it was a bit exhausting at times but she felt like she had to keep a piece of everything.

She handed the cassette back to Robin and smiled, “You should give yourself more credit. You’re a badass.”

Robin gave a grateful smile and sighed, “Nancy Wheeler you really do flatter me.”

As they checked out up front the cashier asked Robins to sign a few CDs and vinyls which she did happily. After they left, they hit up three thrift stores in the area. It wasn’t until the third store they had managed to find some god awful t-shirts and some rather cute clothes.

“Oh, look at this!” Nancy pulled a dark burgundy skirt off its hanger. It was short and had a tattered slit on the left thigh. “This would look so good on you. With some fishnets and maybe like a garter,” she held the skirt to Robin who took it to inspect.

Nancy felt her cheeks heating at the thought of Robin wearing the outfit. Robin looked at Nancy then her own cheeks turned pink, “I think this would be perfect for a show or a photo shoot. I’ll try it on.”

“Oh, perfect!”

“Okay but since you found me a skirt you have to finish it off with a shirt. Then it’s only fair if I find you something to wear.”

Nancy tilted her head, trying to imagine in her head what shirt would pair well with the skirt then nodded. “Deal.” She immediately darted away, heading towards a rack of shirts.

Hmmm, she knew Robin had a ton of band t’s. However, she knew that nothing would look better than a cropped rock shirt with that skirt. As she was perusing the clothes, she came across a black shirt. In huge pink letters Joan Jett was stitched on it but in the way the AC/DC logo looked with a lighting bolt between the first and last name. The stitching sat higher on the shirt so if they were to cut it to make it cropped it would be perfect. Especially if Robin wore the fishnets high enough.

She made her way to dressing rooms, waiting patiently for Robin to return.

“Okay got it, come on,” Robin pushed on the dressing room door and pulled Nancy in with her. “You first,” she said, pushing a black dress at her. Nancy unfolded it and it in front of her.

The bottom half was solid black but the waist up was a sheer black material that showed red when adjusted under the light. “Ooooh, this is cute,” Nancy said even though she doubted she could pull something like this off. This was exactly the type of thing you expected to see someone like Robin in. Something badass, something sort of metal like the night she had went to see Corroded play.

She handed the dress back to Robin and started to pull her flannel and top off. Robin turned around but it didn’t do much good because she was looking at Nancy through the mirror. “Sorry,” she blurted, tipping her head down.

“It’s okay, I’ll probably need help with this thing anyway,” Nancy said shyly.

She slid the dress over her head and tried to reach the zip in the back but was unsuccessful. “Here,” Robin offered. She reached out to steady Nancy while pulling up on the zipper. Her hands felt warm through the material of the dress which left Nancy feeling cold when she pulled away.

Nancy turned to face Robin who’s lips twitched, “You look g-great. Imagine this with the dark lipstick you wore the night you watched us play. You could do your eyeliner the same way too, it would kill with this dress.”

“You remember the lipstick I wore?” Nancy raised an eyebrow curiously.

“I remember everything about you, Nancy.”

Nancy felt a heat spread through her as she stared at the woman in front of her. She knew that Robin wasn’t bluffing because she remembered everything about Robin too. Every moment that they had spent together so far.

Robin reached for the clothes Nancy had laid on the stool in the room. She slipped off her shirt, Nancy looked down quickly, not wanting to stare. After a few moments and the woosh of clothing, she looked up. “The shirt almost

covers the skirt,” Robin said with a frown.

“Yes, but,” Nancy said, turning Robin to face the mirror. She stood behind her, looking into the glass to meet Robin’s eyes, “I’m gonna cut it so it will look like this.” She reached for the hem of the shirt to fold it inward and as she did her fingers brushed against the curve of Robin’s waist.

Robin let out a small breathy noise, and it felt like electricity was running through Nancy’s fingers. God, was Nancy really this touch starved? Nancy opened her mouthy to apologize as she met Robin’s eyes in the

mirror once again. Her cheeks were red and it was traveling down her neck. “Robin, I’m so,” but before she could finish the sentence Robin turned around, placing her hands on Nancy’s cheeks.

It happened so quickly Nancy could only stand frozen for a half second before she relaxed. Robin Buckley was kissing her. Their lips had met and it was so soft and sweet. Robin was so gentle as she held Nancy’s face in her hands that Nancy thought her heart would explode.

It was like a fairytale in the way it felt like an explosion. Now she knew she had been wrong to doubt the tension between. She hadn’t misread things at all. Robin did like her because Robin was kissing her. Robin was kissing her. She snapped from her stunned trance and wrapped her arms around Robin’s neck, pulling her down even closer while pushing up on her toes. Robin typically hovered over her but she needed her to be closer. She didn’t want this moment to end.

Nancy’s lips parted slightly, encouraging Robin to continue further. Robin pulled away long enough to scan Nancy’s face. It took only a second for her to see that Nancy did want this, want her.

Robin’s tongue slid across Nancy’s lips and Nancy felt like her chest would collapse, finally. Finally after weeks they were finally-

A loud knock came from the dressing room door. The two of them jumped apart so quickly Nancy hit her shin against the stool, “Fuck!” she whispered.

The knocking started again, “Only one person in the dressing room at a time! Hurry it up!”

Nancy heard whoever’s footsteps fading away before she finally looked at Robin. She was slumped against the wall, breathing hard. “Are you okay?” Nancy asked quietly.

“Who? Me? Oh! Yeah! Great, never better. Uhm, we should definitely get these outfits, they’re perfect.”

Nancy smiled sheepishly before changing back into her clothes she had started with and Robin did the same. They exited the room blushing and completely silent.

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