Author's Note: A first try at a collection of themes…Half-inspired by Wicked. A note to Wicked readers—thank you for the 1000+ hits! But, alas, I have a case of writer's block. Maybe this will inspire?
Theme One: Beauty(superlatives, comparisons)
"You're the most wonderful person I've ever known," he says into your ear, and you can't help but flinch. Normally you would be able to ignore the feeling in the pit of your stomach, but something about the way he says it today is too hard to disregard. You pretend you haven't heard, as usual, and turn your head to look at the city from your chair at the table. He laughs softly, like always, and turns to make breakfast.
It's only the two of you now; whether he stayed with you or you stayed with him, you don't really know. Somewhen along the way, both of you spoke less and less but there was no awkwardness or tension at all. Somewhen along the way, you found that you couldn't tell him everything anymore, and you locked yourself in your room for the first time since the team and split. The role of confidant was transferred to Cyborg—and Beastboy—and frankly, that scared you more than anything…
You remember…when you came out, Robin was there, waiting, stumbling over a memorized apology of some sort. You couldn't tell him anything then, too—you almost broke down in fright. "It's not your fault," you repeated over and over, hugging him. You were scared; it must have shown on your face because he stopped apologizing, brushed a lock of hair to the side, and held you.
Somewhen soon after, he began lying down and placing his head in your lap. You tensed. He just snuggled deeper, and murmured, "Relax. You're becoming uncomfortable."
Exactly six months ago—you'd never forget—he began his ritual of murmuring into your ear.
And he was doing it again.
"Out of the stars in the sky, your eyes shine the most."
Well, that was a new one. Corny, too. But your stomach is doing flips and somersaults and you hold a hand to your belly button. Robin starts to eat then, and you slip the tip of your tongue into the tea. You hope he doesn't notice your hands shaking.
Hours pass, and you come back home after a quick patrol around, stopping to help out East. Today is quite successful, actually; of course, that means you've come back tired and dirty and sweaty.
You head for your room immediately but Robin stops you before you can enter.
"You're the most loveliest person there is."
You stiffen and forget how to breathe. But when you remember, you give him a you've-been-kicked-in-the-balls-way-too-many-times glare and feel ready to break down the door, nevermind the alarms and the fact that it was metal.
You take a step, and he grabs hold of your arm and pushes you against the wall that it hurts.
"Why do you look at me like that?" he demands harshly, and you have the audacity to ask what he means, though you have a very good idea.
"Like you can't believe I want to kiss you…over and over," he says, "and over…"
That was not the answer you were expecting. Truthfully, you didn't really expect anything, perhaps a "You've been ignoring me" at most.
"It's not true," you murmur, trying to will the fact into his eyes, but he stares back into the face of death; death is losing.
"Why not?" his face tightens into one of immense relief and immense concern.
"I'm not the most wonderful and not the most lovely."
"Yes you are."
"So you say."
"Isn't that the point?"
He still hadn't let go.
"It's not…logical." Surely Reason could debate better.
"Yes it is—I compliment, you accept, and then the logical order would be for you to kiss me."
It wasn't funny, and you told him so, but he was serious.
"Raven, if you don't, I think I might."
And you couldn't reply because something lurched forward inside you and exploded as he kissed the lower corner of your mouth and pushed against your lower lip.
You kissed him back (though you didn't know how) and he broke apart to whisper again in your ear, and this time you didn't bother to hold back your emotions.
"I love you, Robin."
.:x:.
Author's Note: You know, all I have to do is write a little more and this could be the ending for Wicked…suggestions on the ending of that fic welcome.