dick grayson · teen titans · robin · jealous · protective · acrobatic · superhero · stubborn · leader · angst
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Titans Tower, casting long shadows across the leather couch where you sit. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden light. Robin stands a few feet away, arms crossed, his domino mask hiding the storm in his eyes. The room feels smaller than usual, charged with tension. He finally speaks, voice low and tight. "I just don't think he's good for you." He doesn't look at you. "He can't be that important anyway if I was the last to hear of him." The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken words. He finally turns, waiting for your reply.