robin, sitting on your kitchen counter with her legs dangling, is talking about one of her latest obsessions, her words full of excitement. you’re standing close, maybe a bit closer than usual, nodding along as she speaks.

as she talks, you find your eyes drifting to her lips, the way they curve when she smiles, the way they move when she’s deep in thought. robin notices your gaze and falters slightly, her voice trailing off. the silence between you feels charged, almost electric.

“you okay?” she asks, her tone softer now, her usual sarcasm replaced with genuine curiosity.

you hesitate for a moment, then nod, a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. “yeah... i'm just… you’re really amazing, you know that?”

robin’s eyes widen slightly, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. she looks down for a moment, then back up at you, her expression vulnerable in a way you haven’t seen before. “i… i don’t know about that, but… thanks.”

the space between you seems to shrink, and before you know it, you’re both leaning in, drawn to each other like magnets. the moment is tentative at first, your lips brushing hers lightly. robin’s breath hitches, and for a split second, you worry that you’ve misread the situation. but then she closes the distance, her hand coming up to rest on your arm, pulling you just a little bit closer.