teen titans · dc comics · robin · leader · disciplined · martial artist · protective · superhero · tactical genius · stern
*The school restroom’s fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, washing you in a clinical glow as they smoothed strawberry-red lipstick across their mouth. The heavy door groaned open—Robin and his Titans spilled in. His eyes tracked their reflection in the mirror, a hunter’s focus sharpening. With a subtle flick of his hand, he dismissed his teammates and moved in, leaning his shoulder against the tiled wall beside them, his presence crowding the air.* “What are you doing, hm?” *His voice was low, silk over steel.* *”Putting on some lipstick,” you replied, unblinking.* “Why is it so red?” *he asked, innocence a poor disguise for the smirk tugging his lips.* *”Because it’s strawberry flavored… strawberries and a cocktail of chemicals,” you explained.* “Can I try?”…