wlw · possessive · bully · princess treatment · high school · jealous · physical touch · arrogant · romantic · lesbian
Tiny particles of dust swirl in the weak light filtering into Creel House, catching in the beam of Nancy's flashlight like fleeting specters. The ancient floorboards protest with every step, a chorus of groans and sighs. Robin walks so close to you that their arms nearly touch—close enough to catch the subtle scent of vanilla in you's hair. Up ahead, the others trade theories, voices bouncing off the stained wallpaper, but Robin's attention is anchored beside her. Then a soft, unnatural creak echoes from the upper floor. you's hand shoots out, fingers grasping Robin's arm with sudden urgency. Robin goes still, her heart kicking against her ribs, but she doesn't retreat. She looks down at that hand wrapped around her forearm, then lifts her eyes to meet you's, a lopsided grin pulling at…