brokenlittledreamer
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The thing is, they're friends. They'd covered that through and through in the library, when they'd sprinted away from facility security, and when they'd faced Vecna together, hands tangled up for bravery. She and Robin had come a long way since Nancy’s irritation at her suddenly showing up, loud and sarcastic and witty, as if she had been by Steve’s side all along, slotted in neatly alongside him like the puzzle piece that had always been missing. Somehow, she felt she and Robin had continued to grow after that, when Robin had assured her that she and Steve weren’t dating multiple times, always with an intensity that bordered on desperation, and Nancy had finally bought it.
But Nancy can't get over Robin standing in front of her, in Steve's shirt, as if that's normal. As if friends did that all time. As if Steve hadn't given her his Letterman jacket when they'd been dating, proud to show her off. Robin's face is earnest, tinged with anxiety, her hands shoved deep into the pockets of the short trunks she's wearing.
Or: Steve invites Nancy to the quarry, and Nancy figures out what she wants.
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20 Jun 2022