N/A: A one-shot series for one of my greatest friends, even if we don't talk all that much. Mostly because I'm such a horrible friend and I forget to contact you. Thank you so much for being there all of these years.

Published: 14-Oct-15
Edited:

Decency (or lack thereof)

Characters: Chrom, Robin(m)
Setting: modern AU, dumb teenagers
Words: 433

Typically, Chrom never had to worry about where he stood with Robin. After all, Robin was his best friend; no one else had such an esteemed title, and Chrom was fairly sure that no one else would be able to take said title from Robin… considering how the Plegian was all but able to read his mind without Chrom having to say a word.

Chrom liked to think that he could do the same with his best friend, be able to read Robin's mind without a need to speak or indicate something.

But as of this moment, Chrom was completely perplexed.

He couldn't read Robin at all. As if Robin were a stranger to him.

Though really, it might've been because he was completely starkers, and Chrom couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of his best friend utterly and completely buck-naked in the middle of a somewhat deserted but still very public park.

"… What the hell?" Chrom couldn't help but utter, despite his valiant attempts to prevent from cursing.

Robin, with utterly no hint of shame, tossed his pants over at Chrom. It landed by his feet, pooling into a shapeless mass of creases and scuffed fabric.

"Pay up. I did your stupid dare." He uttered, holding a hand out. Clearly waiting for his damned money.

"You dirty bas—dastard." Chrom all but hissed. "I didn't think you'd actually do it!"

He'd once thought Robin had some sense of propriety and public decency. Evidently not.

Robin wiggled his fingers, beckoning impatiently. "Chrom. Money. I know you have the cash on you right now, being that rich and spoilt prince you are. Unless you're waiting for me to give you a show?"

Cheeks going slightly red at his words—and when he noticed people staring, eyes boggled out and wide at the sight of Robin completely naked, he quickly hurried over to Robin to slap more than a few dollar bills into his hand. (So what if he gave him more than he was supposed to in his flustered panic? Chrom just wanted Robin to put his damn clothes back on!)

He then shed his overcoat and draped it over Robin, buttoning it up to cover most of his… extremities.

The damned Plegian was grinning widely.

"Thanks, sugar." He all but cooed. "Be sure to come again another time."

"Dammit Robin! I know Vaike might've called you a whore, but that was only once! You don't actually need to act like one!"

Robin's laughter was taunting, and Chrom somewhat regretted saying that.

Robin was sure to take it as a challenge…