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If Robin hadn’t shown up Nancy would have kissed Steve. Her entire body was screaming at her now for not doing it. But the guilt had come back with Robin. She was with Jonathan, she loved Jonathan. Right?
When Steve had told her about his dream in the Winnebago, she had imagined herself there, partially because he was telling it to her, but also maybe a little bit of her quietly wanted to be a part of that dream. Maybe not the six kids part. Though, adoption was a thing and Steve practically had six kids anyway.
But when Steve had said that she was there, always there, something inside her broke. Whatever barrier within her that had been holding back the feelings that had been growing inside her since the moment she watched Steve step out of his car, had finally given way, taking all of her other senses with it, leaving only the mess of things she felt about this new, or maybe not so new, version of Steve. As well as the need to show him in the only way she could, because there weren't any words capable of adequately expressing the feeling of how perfect Steve's dream was, like it was the only thing worth doing after killing Vecna. Or a hope for the next time around, should they fail.
In that moment she had seen another glimpse of that perfect dream; waking up with Steve’s arms lazily around her side. Her sleepy eyes looking around at the kids sleeping scattered around the Winnebago. Her rolling over and pressing a soft kiss to Steve’s lips. His sleepy smile and grumbling, then half awake murmur of “Just a few more minutes” as his arms tighten around her and pulling her in closer, her gladly cuddling in. Safe in the knowledge that it would actually be only a few more minutes before someone got out of bed and complained about being hungry or made too much noise attempting to remedy the problem themself.
But Robin’s appearance had stopped her from doing anything that would have made her feel more guilty than she already felt. Especially given that she couldn’t even hide behind the ‘excuse’ of Steve kissing her, he wouldn’t have kissed her, not while she was with Jonathan. It had to be her, and it would have been.
Now she had to focus on the mission to kill Vecna. Pushing away any thoughts of Steve and the things left unsaid between them, that was a problem for when they got out of this, if they got out of this.