Disclaimer: Ummm… Teen Titans… not mine… you know the rest.
My efforts were absolutely 'hopeless' as you say. I most likely could have held, 'the sign' saying I LOVE YOU in front of his face and he would have said he did not understand what I meant. Raven told me Robin was simply scared to do 'the admitting' of his feelings for me in fear of ruining our friendship.
Although, I do not see how this could possibly ruin our friendship. Only give us a deeper bond. Many earthly ways are still strange and confusing to me. But, perhaps pondering this is not useful. My mind cannot control his actions, so I should try to forget and 'move on' as you say. Yes? But, I have a remaining question. How do you achieve in 'the moving on' if you are so completely in love?
My thoughts were abruptly interrupted as I heard the main doors slide open, and there stood the handsome boy wonder, my friend Robin, 'in the flesh' as earthlings say. "Hey Star." He smiled brightly at me, displaying his perfect white teeth, and running a hand through his hair that was as dark as the mid of night, and heading for the kitchen.
I could not help it. Although I wished for it not to be so, every second I am around him, I feel more, and fall even deeper in love. I float after him. "Greetings to you, friend Robin. Are you preparing 'the lunch'?" he smiles at me once again.
"Yeah, it's almost noon so I thought we could all use something to eat. You hungry?" he asks, opening the refrigerator.
"Oh no, thank you. I shall just consume a beverage." I float over to the refrigerator, and bend over next to him. Our arms brush against each other's, and my hair accidentally falls over my shoulders, tickling his back. I believe I hear him sigh.
I reach into the refrigerator and pull out a bottle of mustard. We catch each other's eye and laugh. We are both well aware that I am the only one we know who treats mustard as a beverage. He grabs a soda and we straighten up, the refrigerator door hitting his back, causing him to stumble, bringing his already close body closer to mine.
I stare at his perfect face. Without knowing it, I believe we are drawing closer. I can feel his breath on my lips, and without thinking, he brings a hand to my face and brushes my bangs out of my eyes. My skin tingles where his hand made contact with it.
"Oh… I… um… sorry." He says, looking at the ground, his face turning red from embarrassment. I lift his face back up to mine with my fingers.
"Don't be." I whisper, just before I kiss him. I feel so right, so perfect, like I am a bubble of emotions about to burst, but somehow in a pleasant way. He kisses me back, tangling his hands in my hair, just as I am doing to him. We pull each other closer, never breaking our kiss. And in my head, the sentence I had said that had brought us to this pleasant position runs through my head.
'No thank you, I shall just consume a beverage.' That is my new favorite part of lunch, unless this continues. I thought, as I deepened my kiss with Robin, feeling perfectly content, not even thirsty anymore.
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