You Suck- Robin Buckley x Reader

Chapter 3: The Code

-Y/N POV-

i wake up with a headache. i sit up and look around...this is not my room. i rub my eyes, stand up and walk to the mirror. there is a black smudge where i rubbed my right eye. i look at my hand to see writing in black ink. it's smeared but i can make out the words friends and Robin.

"oh good you're up." Robin says walking into the room. i jump a little because everything is still hazy and the sun is kind of shining in my eyes.

"robin?"

"yeah?"

"what am i doing in your room?"

she laughs and explains everything that happened.

"i hope you don't mind." she says. "im looking back and realizing now how creepy this sounds and looks."

"how is it creepy?" i ask "we're friends now...you were being friendly."

"oh...yeah...right" she smiles. she stares at me for a few seconds. "uh i made breakfast...it's downstairs."

"okay cool i'll be down in a second." i say.

"cool"

-Robins POV-

"this is not breakfast, Robin." y/n says looking at the pop tarts i layed out on the counter. she's right... it sucks. but i burn anything i cook, so i thought what's better than pop tarts.

"yeah i know" i say shrugging. "but it's better than nothing." i grab a pop tart from the plate. "don't worry though. i put them in the toaster. i'm not a maniac."

"okay" she smiles and grabs a pop tart as well. "wait what time is it?" i look at my watch.

"oh shit... it's 11:30." i look up at her. her eyes are wide and there are little crumbs on the side of her mouth.

"shit...SHIT" she shoves the rest of the pop tart in her mouth and runs upstairs. a few seconds later she comes back. "where is my uniform?"

"i....washed it....i'll go get it" i say i put the half pop tart back on the plate and run onto the laundry room. i grab her uniform along with mine, and run back into my room.

"THANK YOU." y/n says grabbing hers and she immediately starts getting dressed. i can't help but stare.

then i catch myself. what are you doing Robin. i hurry into the bathroom and get dressed.

when i get downstairs y/n is already waiting for me with her keys in her hands.

"come on let's go!" she says. we get in her car. "i'll have to do my makeup in the parking lot at the mall" she groans.

we get there and she quickly does her makeup.
which is surprising because she puts on a lot.

"it's 12:03" i say. and she finishes up her makeup. we rush out of the car and start running inside. Harrington and his child are waiting for us in the parlor.

-Steve's POV-

i see Robin and y/n running into the shop. i walk up to y/n. i'm especially excited to see her because i plan on asking her out. today. very soon. and i can't wait.

"where have you guys been." i say hugging her tightly.

"we woke up late." y/n says. i lean down and kiss her on the head. she looks at me and smiles.

"we need to get to work" Robin says. "y/n go with Steve and Dustin to look out for any suspicious Russians."

"yeah come on" i say grabbing some binoculars. i grab y/n's hand and we go out of the parlor. "here behind this bush."