Fics like Maybe I'm too busy being yours (to fall for someone new)

“When I asked if you were sure,” Robin added, softer, “I meant the breaking-and-entering part. The fence. The maybe-getting-arrested part. The my college applications die in prison part.” “Oh.” Nancy’s brows knit, then smoothed. Her chin lifted a fraction, a sly smile tugging at her lips. “We won’t get caught. No cameras. No alarms on the back door. And the fence—” Robin was already moving. She dropped to one knee in front of it and laced her fingers together, bracing her thigh like a human step stool. “Your chariot awaits, your Highness.” Nancy stared at her, then stepped closer. One hand settled on Robin’s shoulder. Her fingers slid upward—adjusting Robin’s collar, the back of them brushing the hollow of her throat. Robin shivered. “Are you sure?” Nancy asked quietly, worrying her bottom lip. “Dead serious,” Robin swallowed. “Though I’d really prefer if no interdimensional monsters showed up to prove it.” Or, Robin met her soulmate somewhere between Russian torture and an interdimensional monster — and now she has absolutely no recollection of it. Fortunately, Steve Harrington has decided they’re going to find them anyway. Even if the answer might be right in front of her.

Fics like Maybe I'm too busy being yours (to fall for someone new)

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