Warnings/Kinks: Mush, waff, birthday goodness.
Word count: 572
A/N: Um...the only real note I have is please don't kill me! I know a lot of people on my author alert list like me because of my BBxRae, and I promise I'm not giving that up. This was just a birthday present for a friend. So...enjoy my first and only attempt at RobxRae.
The tower glowed brightly, reflecting on the sea. Cheerful lights were strung along the building, and through the windows the people of Jump City could see balloons and streamers everywhere. The people inside, too small to see with the naked eye, surrounded a highly embarrassed boy.
"Happy birthday, Robin." Starfire said with a warm smile and a gentle hug, "I hope you enjoy this celebration."
"Yeah! And this time there won't be any weird time freezing!" Cyborg grinned, not noticing the dark looks from Raven and the birthday boy.
Robin scowled and crossed his arms, "That's not funny, Cy."
The robotic boy blushed slightly and gave Raven a sheepish grin, "You're right. Sorry Rae."
"No problem." The sorceress's voice was dry, and Robin was the only one that saw the small smile that had appeared on her face when he had defended her.
A certain hyperactive changeling shoved past the others to press his gift into the masked boy's hands. "Happy b-day, dude!"
"Thanks Beast Boy." Robin smiled slightly and left the others babble to him for the next two hours. Finally he retreated, claiming exhaustion, and darted out of the room. A few dozen stairs later and he was up on the roof, reveling in the freedom and the cool night air.
"Couldn't take it anymore?" Oddly enough, the dry voice behind him didn't intrude on his peaceful state of mind. If anything, it enhanced it.
"Yeah. I don't think I could have stood another stanza of Starfire's Poem of Joy."
Raven smirked slightly and walked up to stand beside him, pulling down her hood as she did so, "We're just happy for you, Robin."
"I know. And I love the gifts and all, I just..." He trailed off and shrugged, unsure of what he was trying to say. The gothic girl simply nodded, mentally filling in the blanks. Being the center of attention for anything but his martial arts skills made him nervous, and she wasn't sure he really liked that either. A few minutes passed, both of them just enjoying the silence and each others presence.
"So..." Robin glanced at his company from the corner of his eye, trying to think of way to ask without sounding spoiled or rude.
The girl interrupted him calmly, "You want to know why I didn't get you a present."
He was staring at her openly now, blinking and blushing slightly, "No! Well, yes, but not because...I mean...You didn't have too..."
She placed her hand on his arm and smiled slightly, "Calm down. I did get you something, but I didn't want to give it to you in front of the others."
"Because, I didn't want to deal with it."
"With what?" The girl was now obviously speaking in riddles. Not only that, but she was speaking them in another language; possibly tamaranian, or some strange Azarathian speech.
She ducked her head, embarrassed, then leaned up and brushed her lips against his, pulling away as soon as things started to glow, "Happy birthday, Robin." She murmered, then turned and rushed towards her room, pulling up her hood to hide her blush.
He watched her go, stunned, then grinned stupidly and put his hand to his lips. It was by far the best birthday present he had ever received, and he hoped that someday he would be able to repay the favor.