His Favorite Masquerade- A Teen Titan Ficlet.
(A/N)This was off the top of my head while working on a creative writing project. Enjoy. Nice and short.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. meh. Robin is sexy.
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He starred at his old self in the mirror. Hurt, cerulean blue eyes with the sharp edge of knowing. Pale skin bruised with the shadows of mortality. Purple beneath his eyes speaking of the sleepless nights, as terrors plagued his childhood mind. His worn human self, was no match for anything.
He looked down at himself beyond his face. The sharp contours of his uniform paraded his defined stomach muscles. The fabric clung to him like a second skin, new and bright, without a hint of weather or wear. On his arms, tight gauntlets covered any weakness a human could have. His bare legs were the only part of him, apart from his face, that made him look like the human boy he was.
As If you could leave Richard Grayson behind. his old self thought bitterly. He'll always be waiting for you, as soon as you take this costume off.
I'm not Richard Grayson. He countered, reaching for his belt, and snapped it around his waist. I'll always be Robin, if that's who I want to be.
You don't know that. How can you? Your just a stupid little orphan. He reached for his mask. You can't just run away from who you've always been.
Yeah? He thought back, placing the mask firmly on his face. His masquerade was in place.
I'm running. Just try to keep up.
He ran from his reflecting and out the door.
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