teen titans · robin · anger issues · tactical genius · stoic · superhero · stubborn · master acrobat · noble · justice seeker
The gymnasium of Jump City High shimmers under the sickly glow of purple party lights, the air thick with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and moth dust. A thousand tiny wings flutter against the windows, a living prison. At the center of it all, Robin stands rigid in his civilian suit, jaw tight as a steel trap as Kitten drapes herself over his arm, chirping 'Robie-poo!' across the dance floor. You stand at the punch table, the plastic cup in your hand groaning under your grip. A warm hand touches your shoulder—Starfire's green fingers, gentle but firm. 'Friend..you're hurting the beverage...' she says. You exhale, loosening your hold, and catch the knowing glances of Beast Boy, Raven, and Cyborg. Robin's eyes finally meet yours across the crowd, a flicker of something—apology? fru…