Trust Me

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Pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Reader x Platonic!Steve

Summary: Robin is trying to hide her relationship with you from Steve. He is adamant about figuring out her secret. 2.5k words

Warnings: swearing, insecurities. 

Robin anxiously glanced at the small silver watch on her arm, her heart pounding out of her chest. The fluorescent lights gave Robin a headache as she stole looks at the clock at Family Video every 30 minutes for the last few hours. Uncharacteristically quiet, Robin, who was known for her boisterous personality, seemed lost in a sea of her own thoughts. Today was different. She was nervous about her upcoming date with you shortly after work.

After spending a year at Family Video after Starcourt Mall burned down, she assumed the role of a co-manager at the store. The promotion had caused a tinge of saltiness in Steve, who couldn't help but feel slighted by the decision. However, knowing Keith, he would have chosen Robin's competence over Steve's charisma any day.

Tapping her foot on the carpeted floor absentmindedly, Robin contemplated what she would say to you. Every time your eyes met hers, she found herself drowning in her emotions. Your contagious smile would leave her speechless, and any words she had planned to say evaporated into thin air.

"Hey, what's up with you? Are you nervous or something?" Steve leaned casually against the counter, observing Robin as she stacked up some movies to be shelved. His voice carried a hint of worry, concern etched across his face.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Robin replied bluntly. She didn't even look at him as she worked, seemingly annoyed by his presence. He furrowed his brow but decided to let it slide for now. 

Steve didn't know that Robin had a date tonight, or that she was even dating at all. He watched as Robin adjusted her collar and cast another glance at the clock yet again. He would have found her anxious state peculiar under normal circumstances, but Robin's anxious nature was something he had grown accustomed to. He decided not to mention it.

"By the way, do you want to catch a movie with me? Pretty in Pink just came out, and I remember you said you wanted to see it." Steve suggested, with a tinge of hope in his voice, grunting quietly while he set up displays around the store. The two were within earshot thanks to the store's both tiny and empty space.

Robin scoffed lightly at his proposal, amusement laced her tone. "I don't think it'll be very interesting for you, Stevie," Robin responded, rolling her eyes as she observed Steve shrug carelessly from across the room.

"I'm seeing it for you, dumbass." Steve retorted, taking an extra pause to admire the 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' cardboard cutout of Phoebe Cates. He breathed out a quiet longing sigh and strolled over to the main desk.

Robin shrugged. "Sorry dumbass, I'm busy tonight. Gotta get going right after my shift." She spoke, reaching for the compact mirror in her pocket. She checked her mascara, her fingers delicately brushing over her lashes as she assessed her mascara, sighing softly as she realized she'd have to touch it up.

"Oh, yeah, that's cool. Do you need a ride?" Steve inquired, humming a song that had been stuck in his head all day. Family Video's music had lost its charm, it consistently played mostly the same 100 tracks just repeated over and over. They both grew sick of it after the first week of working there, but they learned to get accustomed to it.

"Nope! I have one." Robin said, glancing at the clock. 10 minutes till 5 pm.

Steve never considered Robin's anxiety to be concerning, but the fact that she already had a ride was mildly worrying. For over a year, he'd grown used to picking her up every morning and driving her home every evening. It was their routine, and now all of a sudden she didn't need his assistance? She was brushing him off without any explanation like it wasn't their daily routine.

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