A/N: "The Mistakes He Made" was supposed to be a oneshot. It's been weeks since I wrote it, and I was going back to proofread it for the millionth time, wondering what the story was missing. Then I realized, I left the story kind of hanging at the end. It was a cliffhanger with no follow-up.
Now, I realize some of you liked that. Others did not. So here is a conclusion to the story. Read it if you craved more. Don't if you liked the other ending. Either way, you are all amazing. Now enjoy!
Robin waited outside of Starfire's door, his thoughts conflicting as he held his hand flat against the smooth surface. He didn't want to bother her. But after the talk they'd had earlier, he craved more of her advice. Or maybe he just wanted to hear her sweet, melodic voice again. Either way, he knew knocking on her door was pointless.
What did he think would happen anyway? That she'd let him inside, and rid him of all his regrets? That was an impossible task; Robin knew he was a fool.
"Robin, why are you standing outside of my door?" His heart began to race at the question, and he willed his body to turn around. He came face-to-face with a very puzzled Starfire; he had to restrain himself from running.
"I, umm, wanted to talk with you." He stammered, pushing the words out of his mouth. He mentally slapped himself, then smiled as Starfire's features shifted, turning from curious to joyous in a matter of seconds.
Oh the things that girl did to his heart. And his nerves, he noted, wiping the sweat off of the palms of his hands. Starfire slid by him and opened the door to her room. She motioned for him to come inside; he complied, looking around at the barren pink walls.
"What did you wish to talk about, Robin?" Starfire asked, walking over to the window and sitting cross-legged in front of it. Her side was facing him, and he watched as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. His eyes traveled over the expanse of her neck, snapping back up to rest on her lips.
"Star, what are you-"
"I am enjoying the warmth that the sun gives off. I most enjoy sitting by the window when the sun is out. But I never have any company. Please, will you join me?"
She was inviting him to sit in front her. How could he refuse that offer? Especially when the way her eyes shone, and her body curved was so... Irresistible.
Yep, he shouldn't have come here. He should have gone back to his room. He should have neglected every part of him that needed Starfire's presence.
He should have- "Star, I, um, need to tell you something." He said, interrupting the onslaught of negative thoughts coming from his brain. He liked to imagine his brain was separated into two sections: Batman Section (BS, as he liked to call it, just because that amused him) and the Human Section. The Batman Section was filled with his instincts. It told him what to do, and when to do it. The Human Section, however, was where his true feelings for anyone and anything were hidden, along with his deepest memories.
"You know you may tell me anything, Robin. You are, after all, my best friend."
"Yeah, about that. Star, sometimes I find that I don't want to be your best friend."
"You no longer wish to associate with me?" She asked, looking hurt.
"No, no. That's not what I meant," he amended, "I meant, I, uh, want to be more than just your best friend." This was dangerous territory, and Robin felt the Batman Section of his brain screaming at him.
"I do not understand."
"Well, for example, best friends, uh, they can't do this," Robin said, reaching out and grabbing Starfire's hand. He laced his fingers with hers, and she studied their hands carefully.
"What else can Best Friends not do?"
"They can't, uh... They can't do this." He said, leaning forward to kiss her cheeks. She recoiled from him, pulling her hand out of his.
"I thought you did not like physical actions."
"It's not that I don't like being near people physically, Star. It's that I can't. Or I thought I couldn't. Anyone who I'm involved with could get hurt. And if it were you, I'd never forgive myself."
"but." she prompted, sensing that he would continue his explanation. He smiled at her.
"But today, when we were talking about mistakes... I realized: shutting myself off from the world is one of the biggest mistakes I've made. Shutting myself off from you-"
"Robin, you have not shut yourself off from me. We talk about things frequently."
"I meant physically, Star. I don't want to just talk with you. I want to be able to hold hands with you in the living room. Kiss your cheek before you go to bed. I want... I want to be with you." Robin admitted, the last words coming out in a rush. Starfire beamed at him, leaning forward to wrap her arms around his neck.
"And you are sure it will not be a mistake?" she asked into his shoulder. He laughed and pulled her tighter against him.
"No, Star. This isn't a mistake."