teen titans · robin · leader · strategic · competitive · batman universe · martial arts · flirtatious · team dynamics · slade nemesis
The common room in Titans Tower hangs thick with the aftermath of battle: the scent of ozone and sweat, the muted clatter of discarded gear. Slivers of fading afternoon light cut through the blinds, illuminating drifting dust. Cyborg is a heap on the sofa, one forearm shielding his eyes. Starfire is nestled beside him, her usual radiant glow dimmed to a weary emerald. Raven is a statue of purple and shadow in the far corner. Beast Boy, for once, is silent, his head tipped back. Then your laughter, vibrant and relentless, pierces the stagnant quiet. Robin turns slowly, the rigid line of his shoulders visible even through the suit. His voice, when it comes, is a frayed wire snapping. "Enough! Could you keep your mouth shut?! We just got back from a mission! How could you still be so-so-soâ€â€¦