It had been an unbearably tiring evening.

The Teen Titans had been fighting since noon, battling the ongoing attacks to their city.

Raven was exhausted. And that was one of the biggest understatements of the year. Her arms felt like lead, weighing her shoulders and chest down; her legs were twice as bad, she used up the majority of her slight remaining energy just to drag them forward. She wanted nothing more, in that moment, than to curl up in her bed and sleep.

Slumped, she yawned as she spotted the R-cycle tucked away in its usual place. Their leader had sped off on his bike while the other titans rode in the T-car, mumbling something about previous engagements.

Raven waved goodnight to her fellow titans as she dragged her heavy legs to her room. As the door slid open, Raven was greeted with the sight of their resident Boy Wonder, laying casually on her bed, wearing civilian clothes for the first time in four months. He was on his side, head resting on his right fist, propped up on his elbow. In his other hand, the black and white mask that he never took off, lay flat.

When he saw her, he looked up and grinned. A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes, if only for a second.

Raven stepped into her room, raising an eyebrow while trudging towards where he lay domineering her bed.

"Care to explain exactly what you're doing in my bed, Boy Blunder?"

"C'mon, Rae, we agreed that Sunday's are our date nights!"

"Dick, I think those decisions are overridden by the fact that we've been fighting monsters all day."

He sat up and shot her a pout. "But you promised,"

"I promised we'd have dates every week, not that we'd have dates no matter the circumstances. And today I am tired." She said, not looking at him.

"Raven, please, you and I both know your healing works on exhaustion as well." He said, savouring her name on his tongue like it was a rare delicacy. He smirked as he saw her resistance shatter.

Raven jeered at him. He knew full well the looks that made her knees buckle.

She sighed. "I'm showering first."

"Can I join you?"

"You take one step into this bathroom, Boy Blunder, and you'll be wishing you'd gone to sleep as soon as you got back."

Robin scowled but didn't push it. She hadn't, after all, taken anything but her towel in with her.

Raven escaped into her bathroom, letting out a soft moan as the warm water kissed her bare skin. She almost considered falling asleep right then and there but she shook the idea from her head as she recalled her boyfriend waiting impatiently on her bed. She wondered how exactly to convince him to just let the date go for tonight. She sighed. He wasn't one to be easily convinced.

She came out of her bathroom to find Robin laying on his back beside a pair of underwear Raven was sure she hadn't left there. In fact she was fairly sure she didn't own any Victoria's Secret underwear. It was a skimpy set. Red with black lace trim. The whole thing was sheer.

Robin grinned.

An idea sparked in Raven's head.

She raised an eyebrow and began ambling towards him. She purposefully moved slow, letting her hips sway precariously. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts, pushing them up.

She relished in Robin's look. His jaw dropped, he sat up, she could feel his eyes follow the movements of her hips.

Raven reached her bed and pushed Robin back down, pinning him under her. The towel wrapped around her hair fell loose, her hair dripping onto his face.

"This stuff," Robin gulped as Raven pressed her lips to his neck, "is supposed to be for after the date, Rae."

Raven pulled her head up to look in his beautiful, beautiful eyes. "Can't we just fast-forward?" Her breath licking at his cheeks.

She watched as his determination melted and he let the fire in his eyes take over.

He flipped them, effectively capturing her under him, before ravishing her lips.

"Fast-forwarding dates to sex is exclusively a one-time occurrence, sweetheart." He said, trailing kisses down her neck, over her collarbones, to where she'd tucked her towel.

She took his lips as he strew the purple thing across the room.

Needless to say, their 'date night' didn't really go as planned.

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The next morning, Raven found the rest of Robin's gifts to her. He'd mumbled in his sleep about going to the trouble of hiding everything so carefully too.

It turned out that he'd actually been planning to spend the entirety of their date night in her room, she'd found a little tent under her bed, wine, snacks and two pieces of a cheesecake in a cool-box he'd hidden behind her chest. He'd also placed brand new matching mugs on her dressing table, inside of which lay a pair of promise rings (with a note for clarification). In a nook beside her bed, he'd left two pairs of slippers, one Robin-themed and one Raven-themed. The Raven-themed one was bigger.

Robin had woken not long after Raven, but remained content watching her find everything he'd hidden. The civilian clothes he'd dug out of his closet lay folded, courtesy of Raven, no doubt, on her side table.

He watched as Raven propped up the tent, and collected each and every gift into it. She even decided to try on the lingerie. He decided, as she scrutinised her appearance in her pentagon mirror, to wrap his arms around her waist and nuzzle his face into her neck.

"You look stunning." His lips brushed against her ear.

"I was wondering when you'd finally get up, I've been prancing around my room naked like an idiot for ages." She said, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

He grinned, "What say we substitute today as our date for this week?"

He gathered her into his arms, and carried her into the tent.