"Stay where you are!" Robin commanded, jumping up onto the roof in pursuit. The figure was crouched on the edge, poised to jump. They paused and stepped away, a smirk clear on their face.
"So bossy and we've only just met." They said, placing their clawed gloves on their hips and tilting their head to the side.
"We've met before." Robin stated irritably. The person in front of him was a criminal – a thief, more accurately – and Robin was yet to put him behind bars with all the other criminals he tracked down.
"We have? Let me think," The person said, tapping their finger to their lips. "Hang on, do we have English together?" They asked, the smirk clearly coming through their voice.
"Highly doubtful." Robin snapped.
"Oh well, can't blame a boy for trying." They shrugged.
"I can blame you for stealing." Robin said, taking a few steps towards him. "And I can put you behind bars as well." His tone was cold and unforgiving but the other boy just smirked wider. He let Robin walk right up to him and just lifted his chin slightly.
"Kinky." He said. Robin tensed, using every ounce of willpower he possessed to not react. "But I'm afraid small spaces just don't agree with me, so I think I'll just be on my way." The boy said, sounding almost torn that he had to leave. He turned and began walking away but Robin grabbed his wrist before he could.
The boy looked at the hand around his wrist and back up at the boy, amusement sprawled all over his face.
"I really didn't have you pegged as that kinda guy." He said, moving back into Robin's personal space. "And I don't know if I liked it or not. I'm leaning more towards 'yes'."
"You have committed a crime, and you must be handed over to the police, Stray." Robin said, his voice void of all tell-tale emotions.
"Why? Your brand of justice inadequate?" Stray pressed his side against Robin. He could the feel Stray's heat through the thick, flexible material of his costume. "I have managed to get away all these times. I'm starting to think you're letting me get away."
Robin didn't have an answer for that. He just had to keep him distracted until the authorities got here. Stray's costume was a black body suit with a silver zip going from one shoulder to just below the navel. He had amber goggles covering his eyes and small cat ears protruding amongst bright red hair.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" The boy teased. His gaze flickered to Robin's lips and back up meet his gaze. Robin couldn't fight down the tiniest hint of pink along his cheeks. He wrapped his arm around Stray's waist, pulling him closer to his body. Robin pressed his lips to Stray's, feeling Stray's free hand slid up and rake through his hair.
The sound of a police siren floated through the air and the smile on the boy's face faltered slightly.
"Sneaky." Stray said, detaching himself from Robin's embrace. He quickly pecked Robin's lips again, knowing not to linger. "One for luck." He said, suddenly sprinting to the edge of the roof and jumping off. Robin didn't hear a grapple, but less than ten seconds later, he sound of a motorcycle roar split the otherwise silent air.