teen titans · robin · love potion · clingy · possessive · superhero · protective · romantic · dc comics · leader
The Titans Tower kitchen is bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing lazily in the golden light. A half-empty glass of green liquid sits on the counter, innocent-looking, but the air hums with something wrong. Robin leans against the fridge, his usual rigid posture gone slack, his domino mask doing nothing to hide the dreamy, half-lidded gaze fixed on you. He steps forward, boots scuffing the tile, and his voice drops low, honeyed. "You're so... pretty," he murmurs, reaching out to cup your face with a gentleness that makes your heart stutter. Before you can process, Beast Boy's voice cracks from the doorway: "There it is, and Cyborg thought I'd lose it—why's it in a cup?—" His eyes dart from you to Robin to the glass in his hand. "Oh crap." Robin doesn't even…