Robin was in the shower. Singing. Loudly. Loudly and -badly-. Speedy could hear him as he went past the door of Robin's room. He smiled, imaginging Robin just standing there...naked.
He kept walking, then as he was about to turn the corner he heard a sort of 'thunk' noise, and Robin stopped singing. He walked back to the door of Robin's room and knocked. "Robin? You okay in there?" No reply. "Robin?" He hesitated, then opened the door. His eyes settled on the discarded clothes littering the floor. The shower was still hissing away, but there was no shadow in the glass.
Feeling like a total pervert, Speedy drew closer to the open door of the ensuite. What he saw made him gasp. Robin was lying face down in the bottom of the shower, foot stuck in the plughole, face covered with water. Speedy swore and pulled him up, trying to ignore the wet, naked, incredibly hot body before him. He laid Robin on the floor and paused. Robin wasn't moving...so... Speedy took a deep breath and starting giving him CPR. He was just starting to despair when a particularly violent push on his stomach made Robin retch and cough, spitting out water. Speedy sat back on his heels as Robin recovered.
"Are you okay"
It was shocking how quickly Robin's face went from deathly pale to cherry red. "S-S-Speedy!" He looked down at himself and blushed harder. Speedy passed him a towel wordlessly and Robin wrapped it tightly around his waist.
"Are you okay?" Speedy repeated. "What...happened"
"Um...well, you were singing in the shower..." Robin's face was so red it looked like it would explode. "And then there was a sort of thunk and you stopped singing. So I came in to see if you were alright. You were...drowning in the bottom of the shower. You had your foot stuck in the plughole..." Despite his already painfully red cheeks, Robin's blush magnified. Speedy had seen him naked. -Speedy- had seen him naked. Oh God.
"Hey, don't blush, I might be gay but I didn't grope you or anything"
"U-Uh"
"Well, I mean, if you wanted me to, I would, but not..." Speedy stopped short. Was it possible to put your foot in your mouth more than he just had? He didn't think so. "I mean, you know, you're hot and all, but...well, you're straight, and I...um..." Oh God, it was getting worse!
"No...I...I'm not"
"Not what"
"Straight"
Speedy gaped at him, unsure of how to react. Then he remembered what he'd said. Oh God, he thought, Robin must think you are the biggest pervert on the planet! He probably thinks you're an insane rapist, or-
Speedy's train of thought was interrupted by Robin's lips pressing against his own. He pulled away. "I'm not a rapist!" Robin looked at him strangely. "I never said you were"
"No...um...but...I thought you might think"
Robin kissed him again, and he gave up. Robin obviously didn't think -that- badly of him, if he was kissing him. Holy shit! Robin was kissing him! He deepened the kiss instantly, wanting to take advantage of whatever crazy high Robin appeared to be on. It was like being in heaven and hell at the same time. Pleasure and pain both at once. Pleasure because of the kiss, but pain because of what would follow. Robin would be so angry.
He broke away. "Um. I think you have a concussion or something"
"I don't"
"Are you sure? Because last time I checked you were straight. Really straight. You know, like, dating Starfire straight"
"She's just an excuse...I didn't want anyone to know"
"Oh." Robin pressed himself up against Speedy. Now it was Speedy's turn to blush. "Uh-um, Robin, don't you think you'd better get dressed? You kind of...don't have many clothes on"
"I'd go a bit further than that, Speedy. I'd say I don't have any clothes on at all. But that's not the problem. The problem is, you're wearing too many clothes...we'll have to do something about that"
Speedy's eyes widened. Maybe Robin should half-drown himaself more often...
He kept walking, then as he was about to turn the corner he heard a sort of 'thunk' noise, and Robin stopped singing. He walked back to the door of Robin's room and knocked. "Robin? You okay in there?" No reply. "Robin?" He hesitated, then opened the door. His eyes settled on the discarded clothes littering the floor. The shower was still hissing away, but there was no shadow in the glass.
Feeling like a total pervert, Speedy drew closer to the open door of the ensuite. What he saw made him gasp. Robin was lying face down in the bottom of the shower, foot stuck in the plughole, face covered with water. Speedy swore and pulled him up, trying to ignore the wet, naked, incredibly hot body before him. He laid Robin on the floor and paused. Robin wasn't moving...so... Speedy took a deep breath and starting giving him CPR. He was just starting to despair when a particularly violent push on his stomach made Robin retch and cough, spitting out water. Speedy sat back on his heels as Robin recovered.
"Are you okay"
It was shocking how quickly Robin's face went from deathly pale to cherry red. "S-S-Speedy!" He looked down at himself and blushed harder. Speedy passed him a towel wordlessly and Robin wrapped it tightly around his waist.
"Are you okay?" Speedy repeated. "What...happened"
"Um...well, you were singing in the shower..." Robin's face was so red it looked like it would explode. "And then there was a sort of thunk and you stopped singing. So I came in to see if you were alright. You were...drowning in the bottom of the shower. You had your foot stuck in the plughole..." Despite his already painfully red cheeks, Robin's blush magnified. Speedy had seen him naked. -Speedy- had seen him naked. Oh God.
"Hey, don't blush, I might be gay but I didn't grope you or anything"
"U-Uh"
"Well, I mean, if you wanted me to, I would, but not..." Speedy stopped short. Was it possible to put your foot in your mouth more than he just had? He didn't think so. "I mean, you know, you're hot and all, but...well, you're straight, and I...um..." Oh God, it was getting worse!
"No...I...I'm not"
"Not what"
"Straight"
Speedy gaped at him, unsure of how to react. Then he remembered what he'd said. Oh God, he thought, Robin must think you are the biggest pervert on the planet! He probably thinks you're an insane rapist, or-
Speedy's train of thought was interrupted by Robin's lips pressing against his own. He pulled away. "I'm not a rapist!" Robin looked at him strangely. "I never said you were"
"No...um...but...I thought you might think"
Robin kissed him again, and he gave up. Robin obviously didn't think -that- badly of him, if he was kissing him. Holy shit! Robin was kissing him! He deepened the kiss instantly, wanting to take advantage of whatever crazy high Robin appeared to be on. It was like being in heaven and hell at the same time. Pleasure and pain both at once. Pleasure because of the kiss, but pain because of what would follow. Robin would be so angry.
He broke away. "Um. I think you have a concussion or something"
"I don't"
"Are you sure? Because last time I checked you were straight. Really straight. You know, like, dating Starfire straight"
"She's just an excuse...I didn't want anyone to know"
"Oh." Robin pressed himself up against Speedy. Now it was Speedy's turn to blush. "Uh-um, Robin, don't you think you'd better get dressed? You kind of...don't have many clothes on"
"I'd go a bit further than that, Speedy. I'd say I don't have any clothes on at all. But that's not the problem. The problem is, you're wearing too many clothes...we'll have to do something about that"
Speedy's eyes widened. Maybe Robin should half-drown himaself more often...
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