party time - smut ronance

one

"Robin!! You're here!" Nancy held a drink above her head, moving her way through a crowd of drunk teenagers. Steve was throwing a end-of-year party, as he always does. Steve was so typical. Never anything new. Nancy was always turned off by that. "I thought you told me you weren't coming?" She finally reached the doorway where Robin stood, holding her drink by her abdomen.

"Had a change of heart. Are you drunk?" Robin admired the outfit Nancy was wearing, her dress fit her form so well. Her hair was big as always, but Robin liked that about her. She then remembered what she was wearing- a trashed white tank top and jeans. The two looked opposite.

"God, no. This drink tastes like shit." Nancy laughed, playfully touching Robins shoulder. "Want one?"

"Definitely." Robin said, a long day of work matched with a poorly mixed drink? An absolute dream. Nancy smiled and took her hand, leading her throughout the crowd of sweaty drinkers and into the kitchen. Steve stood behind the counter with Eddie, and Robin assumed they were arguing. Eddie turned around to see the two.

"Ahh, my favorite ladies! What can I get ya?" He said, grabbing a solo cup from the counter.

"Whatever's the strongest." Robin said, glaring at Steve.

"Thank you for covering my shift. Had to set up." He said, staring at Robin, hoping she wouldn't be mad. Eddie poured too much vodka and too little lemonade into a cup, swished it around, and handed it to Robin.

"Yeah, yeah." Robin took a sip, and almost gagged. "Jesus, Eddie! This shit is disgusting!" She said, and took another. Steve giggled.

"If it works, it works. Next!" He shooed the girls away. Nancy looked up at Robin. Maybe it was just the lighting, or the little-to-no-booze in her system, but Robin looked so beautiful.

"Let's go dance." Nancy said, and once again pulled Robin throughout the herd.

"I'm sorry, are Steve and Eddie drunk?" Robin laughed out, seeing as to why her drink tasted like utter shit.

"Oh, very." Nancy laughed.

the two have been returning to the "bar", dancing with eachother for about an hour.

"Oohhhh myyyyy gooodddd!!! I heart this song." Robin made a heart with her pointer and middle fingers. Head Over Heels played on Eddie's broken down speakers.

"Reallllyyyyy?" Nancy said, her and Robins words slurring from the intense amount of alchohol in their systems.

"Yes!!!" Robin grinned from ear to ear, and pulled Nancy into her. "Something happens and I'm HEAD OVER HEELS"- Robin swayed with Nancy, hugging her while the two moved from left to right. Nancy secretly blushed, but joined in with Robins duet. The two threw their heads back and sang their hearts out.

Once the song was over, they met eyes. Still awkwardly hugging. "You have an amazing voice. Did ya know that? You have an amazing voice!" Robin said, her pupils expanding as she stared deeper into Nancy.

"Oh shut up." Nancy said, putting her palm to Robins collarbone.

"No Im being so seriously serious! You're so good, Nance!" She looked over to where Steve and Eddie were serving drinks. "I might steal your girlfriend- she's too good at singing!!!" Robin yelled. Nancy's eyes bulged out of her head. Steve and Eddie's heads both slowly turned around, still drunk.

"ROBIN! Hush!!" She said, and spilled a little of her drink onto her dancing partner. "Shit. Come on." Nancy placed her hand on Robins back and pushed her through the crowd.

"Nance, where are we going?" Robin said. Nancy shoved Robin into the bathroom, closing and locking the door. She looked back at Robin, who still had a goofy smile on her face. The badly mixed vodka was running through her veins. Bold ideas swirling through her head. She tried to resist- but her mind got the best of her.

"You're hot." She said, looking up to Robin.

"Haha, what?"

"I said that you're hot. Can I kiss you?" Nancy said, realizing the desperation of her voice. This was embarrassing. Embarrassing for sober her, not drunk her.

"Um-" Nancy pulled down on Robins neck, gave her a quick peck on the lips, and let go.

"Shit. Sorry. Sorry." Nancy pretended like she was sorry for what had just happened, but in reality, she had secretly been dreaming about this moment for about a month or two. She turned around, trying to unlock the door, failing miserably.

"Stop." Robin said, and locked her hand around Nancy's wrist. "Come here." Robin placed her hands around Nancy's waist and pulled her over to the wall, pinning her back against it. Before she leaned down, she had to make sure Nancy was okay. "Are you good with this?" She said.

"God- fuck yes." Nancy pulled Robin down to kiss her.