As Hawkins Falls: Max Mayfield x Fem Reader- A Stranger Things Fanfiction

38: No Repercussions

"Ew! Steve," Y/n cringed, Max making a similar expression.

"I mean, I don't know, is this making any sense?" Steve asked Robin, who didn't respond. "Robin! Are you listening!?" He asked.

"Yes! I'm listening!"

"I wish I wasn't," Y/n muttered.

"What was I just saying?" Steve asked to prove that Robin wasn't listening.

"You were saying something about sex! Wi- wi- with Linda," Robin stated, a tone in her voice that sent the message, "See? I was listening."

"Heidi," Y/n whispered, leaning forward from behind Robin.

"No! I'm taking about Heidi!"

"Well, cut me some slack, please!" Robin rose her voice in an overwhelmed manner. "Your love life is one of labyrinthine complexity, it is seven in the morning, we have to get to this stupid pep rally, and I woke up looking like a total corpse!" She rambled.

"Y/n had no problem being up and awake today," Max mumbled, getting a gentle elbow to the side by Y/n. She saw the girl's reaction and continued. "Oh, yeah, you should've seen her. Super peppy. Microphone in hand, singing her heart out. 'It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you'." Max recalled.

"Okay, that's enough, thank you," Y/n stopped, dragging out the 'oo' sound in 'you' as she leaned over in front of her girlfriend.

"You're worried about a basketball pep rally? You expect me to believe that? We both know who this is about," Steve continued with the previous conversation. He looked at Robin, and when he didn't get a response, he answered for her. "This is about Vickie!"

"Absolutely not."

"No, yeah it definitely is," Y/n butted in, leaning over so she was in between the two in front of her.

"Yep," Steve continued as Robin pushed Y/n's face away. "And you know what I also think? I think you should stop pretending to be someone else when you're around her."

"You're... Literally quoting me to me, you do realize that, right?" Robin asked.

"Maybe you should listen to yourself more often. You every think about that, smarty-pants? I listened to you, and now look at me. Boom, back in business."

"It's not the same thing. You ask out the wrong girl, big deal. Nothing happens. Maybe your ego's a little bruised, but me, or Y/n, or Max ask out the wrong girl, and bam we're in town pariah."

Max and Y/n shared confused looks at the mention of their names. Max leaned forward, taking Y/n's previous place in between the front seats. "Uh, you know that me and Y/n have girlfriends, right? More specifically, each other."

"I know that, that's why it was a hypothetical situation."

"Yeah, I buy that," Steve said as Max leaned back in her seat. "Except, Vickie is definitely not the wrong girl."

"We just don't know that, do we?"

"She returned Fast Times, paused at fifty-three minutes, five seconds. Do you know who pauses Fast Times at fifty-three minutes, five seconds?" Steve asked the girl.