i just wanna get lost with you - ronance

chapter 8

Lucas and Nancy sit on the hood of the car and stare up at the clouds. Nancy spots a cloud that looks like a skull but she doesn’t say anything.

“Do you think we’ll die tomorrow?” Lucas asks. His voice doesn’t crack when he talks anymore. There's a edge to his voice though that worries Nancy.

Nancy shrugs. “Maybe.” she knows not to get his hopes up, no one's safe.

He makes a noise of agreement and Nancy briefly remembers a time where she would try not to be so blunt with him, try to protect him with her words. That time has passed like the skull shaped cloud that has broken into two unrecognisable shapes. She takes his hand.

“If anything happens to you, I’ll miss you.” When she looks over at him he offers her a small smile. It’s weak and his cheeks don’t seem to be able to support it but it’s the closest thing she’s seen to a smile on him so she takes it.

“Same for you.”

*****

Nancy’s been avoiding being alone with Max but it seems like the other girl was doing the exact opposite when she corners Nancy in the spare bedroom.

“So, how’d you and my sister meet?”

The siblings’ fierce protectiveness over each other causes her to pause.

“I nearly shot her.”

Max’s eyes widen before a grin spreads across her lips.

“You did?”

She nods. She knows what people think of her; she’s the short brunette, she needs protecting. They’re wrong.

“She offered me a partnership so I wouldn’t kill her.”

“Shit, I underestimated you.”

Everyone always does.

“Robin's very… fond of you.”

Nancy shrugs. “I was all she had for a while.”

Max nods and the grin on her face never falters, she goes back to El, Nancy watches the two girls so comfortable in each other's presence, they both curl up on the couch, Max reading El a comic. Nancy smiles and walks out the room.

*****

“I’m falling,” she whispers and it’s so soft the breeze picks it up and twirls it around. For a moment Robin thinks it’s only the chime of the wind. Robin wonders why they seek each other out after night falls.

“Aren’t we all,” she murmurs even though she doesn’t really understand.

“No.” She speaks with such finality Robin has to look at her. Her eyes blaze into her own; blue against blue, ice against ocean.

It takes a moment before she speaks again. “I’m falling for you. I’m falling for you, Robin, and everyone I love dies.” She doesn’t know when she realised this, only that it feels so true the words could be etched into her bones.

Robin presses her lips against Nancy's, firm and passionate. Robin doesn’t need to say she loves her. She knows it like she knows the sun will always set or that the horizon will stretch out, infinite and untouchable forever.