~prompt: "you're drunk..."

~beast boy

"Dude, you're so going to owe me in the morning,"

It wasn't often that Robin's got stone hard drunk. It was even rarer for me to be his caretaker. I was, surprisingly, the only one sober enough to do the job. So now, here I was, my drunk leader attached to my waist because he didn't have the balance to keep himself up. Just peachy, right?

"Beastie, where're we goin?" His words came out in a drunken slur, a bit hard to understand. It also didn't help that he was practically yelling in my ear.

"You are going to bed." I said. Robin frowned, and then laughed.

"Are you coming to bed with me?" I paused for a moment. He was drunk, I had to remember that. This could be some serious blackmail worthy stuff. I decided to ignore his question, and continued down the hallway to his room.

"You know, we could get to your room a lot quicker if you walk." I was practically dragging him down the hall at this time. He simply giggled, mumbled something, and poked my nose. I rolled my eyes. He was so going to owe me.

Finally, we reached his room door. I had to guide his hand to the scanner of course. The door hissed open with a whoosh, and I lead my drunken leader to his bed.

"Alright, you had enough fun for the night. Get some rest dude." I say as I began helping him into the bed.

"My hero," he mumbled. I felt myself blush a little, but didn't let the compliment get to me. I shook my head, turning on my heel.

"Really, get some rest. And don't try to sneak out." As I began to walk toward the door I heard him whine. I groaned, mentally cursing.

"What now?"

"Aren't you going to tuck me in?" I almost laughed. I couldn't even contain my smile. Who knew Robin would be the needy type when he gets drunk? He put on a slight pout, which looked kind of adorable on him. I shook my head again.

"Dude, I hope you remember this," I grumbled. I made my way back to his bed, to which he happily jumped up and down before laying on his back. "Don't say I've never done anything for you,"

I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his torso.

"Better?" I asked.

"No, I want it higher." Robin stubbornly whined. I rolled my eyes. Taking the sheets again and raising it a above his chest. As I began to lay it over him, Robin grabbed both of my wrists. Before I knew it, I was flipped over the bed. Robin was on top of me, wearing the biggest grin.

"What the heck?" I yelled. I was confused, flustered, and angry all at the same time. Robin had my wrists pinned above my head, and my legs trapped between his. His face was only from mine, and I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Aren't hero's supposed to get a kiss after saving someone?" If I was embarrassed before, nothing could compare to this.

"Dude, this isn't funny," he cocked his head to the side, like a puppy would. Then he smiled.

"I don't think this is funny," he then thrusted his hips against mine, causing a surge of pleasure to shoot through my body. I struggled to contain my moan. My mind was clouded with this unknown lust, and at this moment I forgot that this was not Robin.

"I-" I tried to reject, but he pushed again. This time I let out a grunt. Robin stared at me with an almost devious look.

"I like you," he moaned. My eyes widened, and he simply laughed at my reaction. He slowly closed the distance between us. His lips brushed against mine, again and again until I finally got fed up with the teasing.

Capturing his lips, I earned a soft moan from him. The kiss was sloppy yet somehow comfortable. At times I was nibble on his bottom lip, earning more moans. Robin soon broke the kiss, sending them down my jaw and onto my neck. He let go of my wrists, allowing my to wrap my fingers around his raven locks.

He never ceased to stop moving his hips, even when he began sucking on the tender spots of my neck. He seemed to enjoy those spots. Having enough of his foreplay, I grabbed his chin, forcing up to my face. I reconnected our lips, this time harder than before.

I bucked my hip upward, causing Robin to give a surprise moan. God, I loved that sound. He ran his hands through my hair, mumbling my name between our kisses. He broke the kiss again, giving me a sideways smile. He kissed along my hairline again, my neck, and then down my chest. I could feel myself losing myself, caught in this lust.

Then I heard the clanking of my belt, and reality suddenly hit me. This was not Robin. I couldn't take advantage of him like this. I quickly grabbed my belt, keeping it intact. Robin stared at me in shock. I sat up, pushing him off of me. Jumping off the bed, I fixed my pants and buckled my belt back.

"You're drunk..." I sighed, seeing Robin's obvious disappointment and sadness. "I can't take advantage of you. Not like that." Robin sat up, and it looked like he was ready to cry. Then he smiled and laughed. This confused me more than anything.

"It's ok Beastie, maybe when im..." he seemed to be thinking of a word but he couldn't place his tongue on it. " undrunk," he finally says after a moment of thinking. "We can...we-" he yawned. Seemingly for getting he was in the middle of a sentence, he played back down, resting his head on his pillow.

I let out a sigh of relief. Looking at him, it seemed he was knocked out cold. I smiled slightly, walking over to his bed. I dragged the covers onto him, to which he snuggled against. I shook my head, turning around as I made my way towards the door. Just as I was about to open the door, I heard a quiet, "wait."

"Yes?" I say. I didn't even bother to look at him.

"Stay with me." I mumbled a curse. Turning around, I could see Robin's pouting. I groaned. He was going to kill me when he wakes up.

"On one condition," I say after a moment of thought. "No funny business." Hearing this, Robin let out an excited squeal and moved to the other side of the bed. I rolled my eyes. I made my Way to the bed, laying down beside my leader. I pulled the blanket over the both of us, making sure we shared it evenly.

Robin played his head down on my chest, wrapping his arms around my waist. There goes my chance at leaving.

"Goodnight Beastie," Robin sang. I sighed. He's going to owe me big time.


"Good morning," I opened my eyes too the feeling of soft touches on my skin. I let out a soft moan, closing my eyes and smiling. Wait...

I shot up and took in my surroundings. It took me awhile to realize where I was at. The events of last night came flooding back to me, and if my memories are correct then I was in-

"Sleep well?" I heard a familiar voice chuckle.I turned to see Robin smiling at me. I blushed.

"Uh...are you still-"

"No I'm fine." I let out a confused oh. Does he remember last night? Why was he not mad that I was in his bed? A one questions were buzzing in my mind. In the midst of my thinking, I felt a soft pressure on my lips.

After we parted I looked at Robin confused.

"But-"

"I really do like you. Thanks for taking care of me last night, by the way." I gaped at him, showing my obvious confusion.

"Then-you were...and...what?" He kisses me again, this time longer, and this time I kissed back.

"I like you. And I' drunk anymore," he gave my a sly grin. "Which means you can't hold back." With these words he lunged at me, bringing us both toppling onto the bed.

I guess he could pay me back now.


I'm sorry for yet another hiatus!

But I'm on winter break which gives me a little bit more time to update. Remember will be updated soon, so don't worry.

Also, send in a one sentence prompt for these two and I'll try to write it. I kind of suck making up ideas on my own.

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