Ronance one shots

Nancy valentines day plan(Fluff)

~ I do realized it is no where close to Valentine's Day but I decided I should post this one I found since I have posted in a while~

It was just another day, just another Saturday evening that Robin would spend sitting alone on the couch in the apartment she shared with Steve while he was off on a date with this week's girl. It was just another unremarkable day, except that it was Valentine's Day and Robin was feeling particularly sorry for herself and her hopeless situation.

She had worked the morning shift with Steve and almost volunteered to stay and work a double just so that she didn't have to spend the evening by herself in front of the TV, but the empty apartment had ice cream for drowning her sorrows in and it saved her from helping the rest of Hawkins' lonely find films to pass the night with. The apartment also had beer and the stash of pot Steve kept in his bedroom and thought she didn't know about and it didn't require the wearing of pants. Just another unremarkable Saturday night spent trying not to think about Nancy Wheeler.

The problem was that she was always thinking about Nancy. Nancy was remarkable. Other than Steve, Robin probably spent more time with Nancy than anyone, and she'd spend more if there were more hours in a day to spend with a person. Everything reminded her of Nancy—songs and movies and the books she read at night to try and focus on anything other than the fact that every song and movie made her think of Nancy. It was a problem; Nancy was the solution because Nancy was everything she wanted. But she couldn't ask, not this .

So she'd spend the days at Nancy's side doing anything and everything while they healed together. They both decided to take a year off before starting college, take a break and let the scars and memories dampen a bit before jumping into the commitments that came with academia. Sometimes the days stretched into nights by Nancy's side as well, when one or both of them needed comfort in the dark. There were little things—the squeeze of a hand, a hug just a second longer than it needed to be, a smile directed only at her—little things that felt like big things to Robin, like the only things worth feeling.

But the feeling was painful, a constant ache in her chest that she knew could be soothed if Nancy would just sink her hands in and hold her heart steady. It was worse today, the ache had blossomed into something suddenly sharp and piercing, because although spending nights without Nancy wasn't new, spending nights at home while Nancy spent them with someone else was. And it was goddamn Valentine's Day.

She was trying to decide between cooking the frozen pizza that had the pepperoni she disliked, or splurging and having the non-freezer burnt, better tasting version delivered when the phone rang. "Hello?" she said, holding the phone to her ear with her shoulder while she flipped the pizza box over to read the cooking instructions on the back.

"Robin, hi. It's me, it's Nancy."

"I know your voice, Nance," she said with a stupid smile spreading over her face. "What's up? I thought you had a date with Mr. Cool Business Major Guy?" She tried to keep her feelings about said date with said guy out of her voice but wasn't entirely successful.

"I did, but that's the thing...he cancelled. He just called the restaurant to tell me."

"Shit, Nance, I'm sorry." She wasn't. Not really. Not at all. She had felt a churning in her stomach ever since Nancy mentioned being asked out by the guy Robin still wasn't entirely sure how she came to meet last week. Maybe it was selfish of her, she wanted Nancy to be happy, she really did, but she was relieved to hear that Nancy wasn't spending the evening sitting across from some stupid guy that Robin knew nothing about but knew that he wasn't good enough for Nancy's company.

"It's...whatever, it's fine, but I'm calling because he still paid for dinner. I'm kind of over the whole over-the-top Enzo's thing, though, so I was wondering...if I had them pack everything up to go, would you maybe want some company? If you don't have plans, I don't want to interrupt anything."