āsharing a kiss after not seeing them for an extended period of timeā with robin buckley, please! ā”
your gas tank is almost drained again by the time you stop, the a/c you've had to turn on full blast as the sun came up practically eating it. soreness from staying seated in the same position for so long disappears, replaced by happy nerves as you flip down your little mirror and touch your tired face up.
you'd been counting down the days on the cute little calendar that had been gifted to you. this was new, this anticipation to return to hawkins. the town had never held anything for you before, especially not in the summer. the odd part-time, the local pool, the occasional other-worldly being to fight.
this summer, though, your heart had been aching to see your girl.
you weren't sure how one person managed to bring you home like this, moving out of your little dorm almost a thousand miles away as soon as you possibly could. not even your friends could make almost a full day of driving seem so easy but i guess that's why you weren't dating any of your friends.
it's been almost three months since spring break and you craved to be in hawkins almost every day of that. phone calls had managed to get you by but it wasn't nearly the same.
your feet unnecessarily pace themselves into a run; robin's driveway isn't very long and it's only about ten steps from her door. excitement buzzes through your body. almost three months, almost a thousand miles, almost here. one door is the only thing that separates you now.
you ring the doorbell and make yourself wait, seconds feeling impossibly long as you begin to hear faint footsteps growing louder, louder. the locks click, the doorknob turns and she's there, she's here.
you barely catch a glimpse of the shock on her face before you've pulled her in for a kiss. the driveway's empty and really, you couldn't care less about what the neighbors see right now.
you hold her face in your hands gently as you kiss her with fervor. you kiss her like you need it to survive, as if she's your only source of oxygen.
you've forgotten to tell her you were on the way, her reminder only ringing in your head again two hours in. you've saved her the anticipation, at least, the counting down of the hours - the same phenomena that drove you to drive all this way without stopping to rest.
you'll pay for it later, you're sure, but right now you're both too overcome with something happier to inspect the details of your journey.
your head rests on robin's shoulder now. she's managed to drag you in a foot and close the door behind you as you hold her with no intent to let her go.
robin pries you off with a laugh at your whiny resistance, soothing you with a soft "come on," and her hand in yours.
robin moves a few employment advertisements out of the way before waving you into her bed.
you're in each other's arms again, unable or unwilling to have your hands off the other. robin inspects your face - the shadows under your eyes, the old flecks of mascara rubbed off of your lashes, the residue of the shiny lip tint she'd gotten you.
her thumb follows the curves and edges of your face, grazing your face with as much care as the first time around. you can recall, almost perfectly, how nervous her touch made you feel, how you'd held your breath under her stare.
robin still has an effect on you, many months later. this time, though, you take advantage of her distraction and take this opportunity to stare: her hair is up because she hates how some pieces tickle the back of her neck when she's laying down, her freckles so much more prominent now that it's summer.
she still smiles nervously when you watch her as if you'll find something wrong if you stare too hard. there's nothing, though - nothing that could ever convince you robin wasn't perfect.
she kisses you again, softly. gently, but enough for you to feel how much she's missed you. perhaps she'll forgive you for not calling.
keys jingle and the front door opens, voices booming down the hallway as you and robin separate.
"robin! we're home! the car in the driveway, isn't that-" robin's father's voice calls, getting closer until he's appeared in the doorway. "i knew it," he grins.
robin's mother pops up behind him, equally as delighted. "oh, robin didn't mention you were on your way back! did you come straight here? i saw that car of yours filled to the brim with things. have you eaten yet? of course you haven't, robin, you haven't offered anything?"
she shoots so many questions you have to hold back a laugh. "yes, i just got back."
"oh, why don't you stay for dinner then?" robin's mother encourages you with a nod and you can't help but agree.
robin looks at you once they leave, a soft expression on her face. "you came straight here?"
you nod quietly, a shy smile playing at your lips. "couldn't wait another second to see you."
robin laughs hard, falling onto her back.
"why are you laughing? i'm being vulnerable with you and you're laughing." you lean over robin to press a kiss to her cheek through your smile.
"because you're a dweeb. a cheesy, cheesy, dweeb."
robin pulls at your face before you can pull away in time, knowing your next move would be to deprive her of any affection. you really can't resist within a certain distance from her, letting her pull you in for another kiss.
"we need to find a job together this summer," you whisper against her lips.
"and steve," the both of you mutter at the same time. giggles erupt out of the two of you, causing a collapse of your body on top of robin's.
she holds you as you kiss along her face lazily. all the rush has left your body, leaving you yearning for a nap. preferably in robin's arms.
"dinner's ready!" a voice calls from the kitchen.
"you should know, it's just leftovers." robin admits.
"i don't care," you grin, kissing robin's nose before forcing yourself to get up before you fall asleep right then and there. "come on."
because really, there isn't much to sweat when robin's around - not inter-dimensional monsters, not long-distance, and certainly not leftovers for dinner.
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