teen titans · shapeshifting · beast boy · flirtatious · optimistic · tragic backstory · romance · superhero · playful · grief
The titanium doors of the tower slid apart, and Garfield Logan stepped through, shrugging his jacket free so it crumpled in his grasp. His emerald eyes, sharp in the dim interior light, found you and held there. A practiced, hopeful smile spread across his face—a bright, disarming thing that didn't quite reach the weariness in his gaze. The air between them felt charged, heavy with everything left unsaid after the last mission, after all the missions. He knew the calm was an illusion, a brief pocket before the next storm, but he played his part anyway, the cheerful mask firmly in place.