robin buckley

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summary: robin confesses her feelings for you with a bad joke

the fact that i never posted this on here and i made it FOR  wattpad. 

word count: 1129

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lately, you'd been spending a lot of time with robin. studying up, making sure your grades stayed decent so when finals came around you weren't stressed out entirely. it was your last year of high school and you wanted to make it count.

it was a little hard to do that with robin so distracted.

you two decided to change up the setting a little bit— your bedroom floor would no longer cut it. so last week, you went out on your own and found a place that was discreet for you two to hang out. you ended up coming across a picnic table on the far side of the park one day and decided it was perfect.

robin was surprised, she knew you didn't like taking walks by yourself. but you did it for her. and unfortunately, that was the only way you were able to communicate your feelings. you were as much of a lost cause as she was, always rambling but never saying the right thing.

plus, how could you find out if she liked girls or not? you sure weren't going to ask her, that was like walking right into death. you weren't going to ask steve because you knew he wouldn't budge due to "privacy reasons." so you'd have to keep trying in a way that says 'i care about you' or maybe 'i kinda, sorta love you' without giving yourself away before you were entirely sure.

robin brought snacks and a notebook that you knew she would just doodle in, instead of taking notes and you brought the books.

only less than an hour of "studying" robin was already out of her seat and bouncing around. she got up from her side of the table, coming over you and sitting down next to you. she leaned over, chin resting on your shoulder and after a few moments of silence passed she let out a dramatic sigh. you bit back a smile, trying your hardest to ignore her. however, much to your annoyance, she let out another— louder than last time.

"what is it?" you asked her without looking up at her.

"i'm super, mega bored. can we do something?"

"we are doing something."

"no, i mean something that isn't going to rot my brain."

"rot your brain?"

"y/n, i already know all this stuff." she gestures to the textbook you had flipped open, taking the liberty of shutting it for you. "and i know you do too, you need to stop stressing yourself out."

you rolled your eyes, turning your body to face her.

"what do you propose we do then, hm?" you asked, knowing she had no clue.

"we could dance." she bit down on her bottom lip, smiling widely.

"dance?" you groaned.

"yes!" she beamed.

"there's not even any music."

"imagine it."

"robin, you know i dont-" you didn't even have time to finish your sentence before she was grabbing you by the hand, pulling you up out of your own seat. she swayed her arms causing yours to follow her movements with your intertwined hands. you tried your hardest to hold back you laughter, hoping that if you acted serious enough, she would let you go back to studying.

but is that what you really wanted? robin was right, you did know all the material, you just wanted to play it safe. but was that the right thing to do? were you supposed to play it safe? you were asking yourself so many questions you weren't even sure if you were talking about robin or your schoolwork. you didn't have time to think any further before robin let go of one of your hands. raising the other and twirling you in your spot. she reeled you back in, mouthing the lyrics to the song playing in her head.

your breath hitched in your throat, realizing how close you two were. do you lean in? do you try to make a move? what the fuck am i supposed to do? you were panicking, just a little.

"you need to loosen up, y/n. i don't bite." robin spoke with her stupid, oddly attractive soft voice with the perfect rasp to it that made you- "come here,"

you felt her hand leave yours, watching her take a step up onto the bench, then the table. she held out her hand for your own and although you seen it as a hazard to dance on this not-so-big table, you didn't care because robin was here with you. she wanted to dance with you, she was spending this time with you.

and that seemed to do it for you, you let go of every bombarding thought in your mind, taking robin's hand and jumping up onto the picnic table.

"there she is!" robin nearly cheered, taking both your hands yet again and moving her body to the music. you couldn't even express how stupid you both looked, feet shuffling on the splintered wood of a picnic table, arms flaying around, cackling like 5 year old's. but you didn't care.

your heart nearly left your body when robin pushed too close to the edge, though the fall wouldn't have really mattered, given it was 2 feet. still you gasped, immediately throwing out your hand to catch her. just in time, your hands latched onto eachother, you pulling robin back with an o-shaped mouth and multiple giggles leaving you as shock engulfed you.

"guess you could say im falling for you," she quipped, shrugging to play a nonchalant act.

"oh my god," you flushed in embarrassment at her poor taste in joke. "never say that again."

"what if that's really how i feel though," her voice suddenly got crazy quiet, eyes flickering from your eyes to your lips as if she was awaiting her opportunity and your reaction.

"i-" you didn't know what to say, so for once your life you didn't say anything. leaning in, you pressed your lips to robin's, eyes shut tight. to your surprise she kissed you back, soft lips on your own, hands trailing up to rest on your waist and if this wasn't the most perfect moment you didn't know what was. you two were in perfect sync, energies matching the other, simply lost in the feeling of pure bliss. you didn't pull away for what felt like forever, your lungs practically begging for air.

her eyes were still closed when you opened yours, wrapping your arms around her neck and kissing the corner of her mouth for her attention.

"so was that like an agreement kiss or...?"

"oh my god."

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