6. back home

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It had been a couple of days later when Robin was finally discharged.

As soon as she arrived at Steve's house she propped herself on the couch and invited Steve next to her.

During her stay at the hospital, she would catch the boy staring at her with such guilt it would make her sad and annoyed at the same time.

Steve perched next to her delicately like if he put all his weight on the couch, Robin would shatter.

"Dingus," she scoffed before roughly pulling him down by his shoulders so his head rested on her lap.

Steve immediately felt relaxed. The slight bump of her stomach pressed against his head was not uncomfortable but releiving. His tenseness fully disappeared when a small kick from the baby gently collided with his forehead.

They both chuckled.

After that, was silence though. Not awkward but definitely not comfortable either.

"You know I meant it," Robin quietly murmured running her hand through Steve's locks.

He just hummed as to ask for more context.

"When I said I loved you," Robin nervously glanced at the boy, " I just feel like I don't say it enough. That you've done so much for me and sacrificed everything and all you get in return is a fuck up and her mistake of a child."

Steve opened his mouth to protest, but once Robin started rambling it never stopped.

" I mean the least I could do is go out with you. Return the feelings you had for me. But I can't even do something that fucking simple because my fucked up heart only likes stupid girls. I just feel like a burden all the time, especially now. I understand if you want to kick me out but can't because you/re too nice. Maybe I should just leav-"

"No!" Steve snapped, his heart clenching, " I love you Robin! Just because you like girls doesn't make you any lesser than I am. You are not a burden, not a fuck up and not a mistake so please stop saying it!"

"But you look at me with such sadness," Robin was confused.

"IT'S BECAUSE I COULDN'T PROTECT YOU!" He burst out, " I couldn't protect you from the rapist. I couldn't protect you from the bullies. I couldn't protect you from your demons. I couldn't protect you from the miscarriage. "

Robin felt tears prick her eyes. Of course Steve blames everything on himself.

Suddenly a kick reassuringly emitted from her stomach.

Robin grinned and Steve buried his head deeper into her stomach.

"See, baby even says that they love you. Steve, don't you remember when that...wretched spawn of the devil came into the house. Don't you remember it was you who beat him to a pulp. You protected us. Sure all this shit happened that you couldn't control but they seem to have good outcomes. The baby is an example of the outcomes and I've become mentally stronger than I have ever been."

They waited like that for a while. Steve's head in her lap with the baby kicking every so often.

"I love you Rob. I love you little shit." Steve sniffed as he sat up.

Robin smiled, "We love you too dingus."

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