New Girl In Town

Chapter 2

A/n: Hello everybody! Today is Decmber 7th, 2020. I know it seems like the story is going by quickly but do not fret. I think I'm going to write some Harry Potter and Marvel preferences/drabbles on my imagines book.

alright the decor is very weird but that is the floor plan

Y/n slams her apartment door close and drops the movie, scrambling to get the groceries in the fridge and clean. Taking a cloth, she begins dusting the shelves, although she just assembled them today. Then she begins sweeping the floors and wiping down the appliances and counters.

She glances at the wood stove in the corner of the living room and fire blazes to life. She smirks to herself and crawls up the ladder to her bedroom/loft. Y/n grabs the sheets she folded on the corner of the bed and begins setting everything up. 

Spreading a few wrinkles out of her bedspread, she smiles to herself, pleased with the purple, white, and gray floral sheets she picked.

Crawling back down the ladder, she surveys her apartment, pleased with everything. The gets a whiff of a foul stench and wrinkles her nose. Lifting her arm up, she realizes the smell is her. She snaps her fingers and rushes to the bathroom, where warm water is already streaming from the shower head. She strips her clothes and steps into the shower, scrubbing her body and hair.

Refreshed and thankfully smelling much better, she dries herself off and dresses herself in a fresh outfit. She picks out a multi-colored loose striped button-up shirt and torn black jeans. She rolls the sleeves down over her wrists and fluffs her purple and h/c hair.

oh lord i ventured to my lesbian pinterest board and i was unprepared

"Shit! I need food!" She realizes. Before she can whip something up, a knock at the door interuppts her. Y/n winces and opens the door, revealing a smiling Robin. "Hi," she says meekly.

"Hi," Robin says with a dazed smile. Y/n steps to the side. "Come on in."

Robin walks in and looks at the apartment in awe. "This is co cool!" She walks into the living room in awe. "You have a loft?! This is amazing!"

Y/n watched with a little smile on her face. Snapping out of her trance, she nods. "Yes, I do. This apartment was an absolute steal. I love it. Although there isn't much personality to it, yet. Like I said, I'm an orphan and don't have many personal belongings or friends."

Robin walks up to her. "Well, now you do. And I'd love to introduce you to my friends. I think they would like you a lot."

Y/n blushes. "That's really sweet of you. I'd love that. So, um...I may not have cooked dinner yet, though," she admits.

Robin laughs and heads back into the kitchen. "This should be fun," she exclaims, opening up the cupboards and analyzing it's contents. "Ok. You have... mini bagels, tomato sauce, meat, and cheese, and, of course, an oven. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Y/n blushes. "Salmonella...?"

Robin bursts out laughing. "What?! No, silly! Hommade pizza bites!"

Y/n's face doesn't shift. Robin's face falls. "You...you know what that is, right?"

She shakes her head and Robin gasps. "How?!"

It's only been a year since I got out, Y/n thinks to herself. "O-orphange," Y/n stutters. 

Robin frowns, but puts a smile on her face, pulling Y/n into the kitchen. "Well, this will be delicious and very fun." She looks over Y/n's outfit. "You look cute, by the way."

Y/n blushes deeply and her mind goes blank. Robin pulls out two handfuls of the mini bagels and places them down on a baking pan, spreading them out. "First, you are going to put sauce on them."

She takes a spoon and begins spreading the chunky red liquid over the bagels. Y/n watches her and Robin looks up. "I'm not doing yours, too, get over here!" She laughs.

Y/n takes another spoon and copies her with a smile. Robin dips her hand inside the cheese and sprinkles it over the sauce-covered bagels. "Cheese," she mutters, almost to herself. As Robin reaches for a handful of cheese, her hand gets caught in the bag with Y/n, who was trying to pull her hand out. So there they are, standing at the counter with bagels, their hands stuck in a cheese bag.

Y/n laughs so hard she snorts, and Robin stares at her before crippling over with laughter, their hands convulsing as their bodies shake.

Y/n reaches over and grabs Robin's hand through the plastic, pulling her hand out. Her other hand lingers a second too long on Robin, and their eyes meet before breaking bashfully. "I've never noticed," Robin begins. "Your eyes are gold."

Y/n pales. "It was a birth defect, I guess," she shrugs. It was a defect, that's for sure, just not a birth defect.

They sprinkle the meat on and stick it in the oven. "We should let them cook for, like, twenty minutes, and then they should be ready." Robin hops up on the counter. "And now we wait."