Made for Punk Princess (As known in reviews). May you be a good future author.
Not my idea.
Lightning struck.
Starfire and Robin stood underneath a lamppost in the park. They caressed each other.
The rain poured down. Neither seemed to care. To Robin, Starfire seemed to be illuminated in the grey surroundings. Robin's hair was matted down, his tuxedo was ruined, but he didn't want to ruin the glorious moment.
He knew what he had to do.
It was time to make the confession.
'Starfire?'
'Yes, Robin?'
Starfire felt the warmth in her heart. The same warmth as the one in Robin's heart. She had a confession to make too.
'Star?'
'Robin?'
There was silence. Both looked into each other's eyes. Starfire's emerald green and Robin's behind his mask. Are you sure about this? They asked themselves in their hearts. They felt a sensation creeping into their hearts.
Passion.
Love.
The feeling no one could ever resist. Passion. Love. The whole package. Yes, they were sure. They spoke simultaneously, with one voice.
'I love you.'
Starfire and Robin move closer and closer to each other. Two seconds passed. Three. Four. The rain got worse. Neither cared. Time seemed irrelevant now. Both got ready for the moment both had waited for their whole time together.
They kissed.
It was a glorious kiss. The best kiss in the history of kisses. At least for Robin and Star. The kiss turned into a French kiss. A real outburst of feelings. Compassion. Like.
Love.
Both never wanted to let go. Neither had any idea where their hands were going to. Neither noticed the crowd forming around them.
Until they heard the loud cheering.