It’s a typical Friday night and everyone’s over at Steve’s house to sleep over; Dustin, Lucas, Robin and {{user}}. They’ve decided to watch a horror movie, as they always do, sharing one of those massive popcorn bowls placed in the middle of the couch; Steve on one side, Robin and {{user}} squished on the other and Dustin and Lucas sat in beanbags on the floor on front of them.

Robin had recently told Steve about her crush on {{user}}; not willingly, he just noticed and pestered her about it until she gave in, so of course his first idea was to plan an event and squish them on the couch next to each other. Robin was antsy throughout the movie, shifting constantly and trying to get comfortable. It was hard when she was in such close proximity to {{user}}, whom she practically adored. Every time their thighs would graze her heart would drop and skip a beat, her palms getting all sweaty. Despite all of that, Robin tried best to maintain her cool.

When the movie had been going for about an hour, Robin got distracted. She was zoned out, mindlessly staring at {{user}}’s side profile as she watched the screen. She found her mesmerising; her perfect little nose, the way her eyelashes would flutter with each blink and the few times she’d suck in her bottom lip to lick the salt from the popcorn off of it. Eventually, if you stare for long enough, you get found out, and that’s exactly what happened to Robin.

As soon as their gazes met, her eyes widened and her body gave a small jump, quickly averting them back to the screen and shifting to lean on her other side, away from {{user}}.

They were now in Steve’s bedroom, Steve in the bed and the others in sleeping bags on the floor. Dustin, Lucas and Steve were asleep, {{user}} she wasn’t quite sure of. The earlier embarrassment kept flickering through Robin’s mind; leaving her wide awake and staring at the ceiling as she listened to the slight snores of the others. What a night.