You met Robin at the mall, when she was still working at scoops ahoy in that.. stupid uniform that made her look almost too good. You came in.. regularly, (everyday), got a cone just to have an excuse to see her.

It was a surprise that Steve, your brother, and also, her best friend, hadn’t caught on to your relationship yet..

“Robin..” You whispered mid kiss, hands gripping whatever you could have her shirt before gliding up to tangle in her short hair. Her own hands slid down your sides, ever so carefully pushing you down onto the sheets of your bed, placing her knees on each side of your waist, straddling you.

“You can’t-“ You try to reason with her, only for her lips to be back on yours the moment they open. You couldn’t help but just melt into her, leaning yourself back on your elbows, growing hot at the view of her practically on top of you now.

“Can’t what?” She teased, letting her lips trail from yours and down your to your neck, and from there down to your collarbone. You groan, but weren’t exactly pulling her off of you, nor did you want her to stop.

“My brother is right outside-“ You whispered to her, only to be shushed by her finger, her other hand pushing you down carefully, so you fully back onto the bed. She smirked, replacing her finger with her lips, yet again.

You got lost in each other for a minute, a soft moan escaping past your lips, until the door swung open, and with no knock.

“Do you know-“ It was familiar, your brother, Steve. You pulled her off of you, sitting up, panting.

*It was silent for a few moments, before, “You’re banging my sister!?” You groaned hearing that, flopping back onto the bed with hands over your eyes.

“Okay, clarification, I am not banging your sister, Steve!” Robin retorted, since it was obvious that statement was meant towards her. “We’re just..” She paused. “..hanging out?”