Two weeks later the Titans decided enough was enough. BB and Cyborg crashed into Robin's room, forcefully put him into civilian clothes and set him outside the Tower. Robin hammered on the door, the bastards had locked it.

"Let me in!" He yelled.

"Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin." Came BB's reply, Cyborg practically howled with laughter.

"You haven't got any hairs on your chinny chin chin!" BB spluttered with indignation. "The thing is," Cyborg continued "we think you need to get over a certain someone." Robin choked on his own saliva, how embarrassing.

"How... how did you-" He wheezed. Cyborg rolled his eyes at BB.

"X sets off an alarm every second day, gets us to rush off somewhere, always leaving you behind, never actually steal anything and you expected us to believe that something wasn't up?"

Well, when you put it like that...

"The point is," interjected BB "you are going on an enforced night on the town to visit all the gay clubs you like-"

"I'm not gay!" interrupted Robin.

"Bi clubs then, and we fully expect you to return tomorrow morning. If you get my drift." Robin could almost sense him waggling his eyebrows.

"Look guys, I'm not really in the mood-"

"Yeah well, we're not really in the mood for you moping around acting like a lovesick teenage girl."

"I wasn't-!"

"LA LA LA LA, CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!"

"You may as well just go." Robin looked up, above his head floated Starfire and Raven.

"Or?" He asked.

"Well, you can either walk to a club yourself, or we'll drop you at one." Raven looked remarkably threatening looming over him like that. Starfire's grin was downright evil. Robin sighed and started to make his way down the driveway, muttering as he went.

It could be wrong

Could be wrong

Must erase it fast

Robin, no Dick, walked into a club wondering what the hell he was doing here. He was about to walk straight back out again when he saw him. Robin's vision tunnelled until all he could see was him. He was pulling the moves on SOME OTHER GUY. Rage filled him, filled him and fuelled him. Robin grabbed some guy and very politely asked him whether he could make out with him for a few minutes. The guy gave Robin, no Dick, a once-over and nodded his ascent. Dick immediately pushed him against a wall and shoved their faces together. The guy groaned and Robin mentally compared him with him. He didn't groan, he moaned and his moan wasn't infinitely sexier. Mental Robin, no Dick, no Robin, stopped that line of thought right there.

Don't think, just kiss him.

Kill your prayers for love and peace

You'll wake the thought police

X, no James, traced lines in the condensation of his beer, pretending to be interested in the conversation.

"He was such a bastard, you know?" Tim or Tom or something was saying, "He just didn't get me." He whined. God how he hated whiners. He never whined, in fact, the only time he ever complained about something was when he knew how to fix it. Even when it didn't need fixing, even if it was perfectly fine, if he thought of a way to make it better he was damned if anyone was going to stop him. A soft smile, crossed James' face, but was immediately erased when he realised how lovey dovey he was acting.

Stop being such a girl

he chastised himself. He looked down at Tim/Tom, he was certainly cute enough but-

"He was just so mean! He never came to any of my shows or-" -but he would probably never shut up about his ex enough for rebound sex. Rebound sex, James swore under his breath, he had NEVER needed rebound sex before. This was pointless, may as well just go home.

"Look, I'm sorry but-" James froze. He was here and some soon-to-be-deceased idiot had his clumsy paws all over him. Suddenly he was across the room, he couldn't remember moving but that hardly mattered right now. He grabbed Robin's, no Dick's arm, roughly pulling him away from said idiot.

"We need to talk, right now." He dragged Dick out the door and into a conveniently placed alley.

"Yes?" Asked Dick, no Robin, icily.

"What the fuck were you doing with him?!" He demanded. Dick raised an eyebrow.

"I could ask the same of you, besides, I don't think that's any of your business." James' eyes widened. Underneath the expressionless mask Dick was wearing, he could see how much he was hurting.

"Fuck that." He murmured and kissed him.

It could be wrong

Could be wrong

But it should have been right

Dick and James stumbled through the Tower corridors; it's hard to navigate when you're attached to someone. Along the way they encountered Starfire, (who immediately begun to take notes) BB, (who ran away as fast as his legs could take him) and Raven (who sighed and went to comfort BB). Robin was just barely aware of his team mates but neglected to care about the scene he and James were making. To their credit, they DID get to Robin's room before clothes were removed. Unfortunately, they didn't make it to the bed. Nor did they remember to close the door. The next morning BB, as a form of personal revenge, gathered photographic evidence.

The night has reached its end

We can't pretend

X, no James, opened his eyes bleary and became immediately aware of 3 things.

1. He was naked

2. Robin was asleep next to him

3. Robin was also naked

James closed his eyes and explored the possibilities of these three things for a good 10 minutes. He opened his eyes again to find Robin watching him.

"Are you aware that you've been grinning like a maniac for about 10 minutes?" asked Robin softly.

"Are you aware that you've been asleep with a girly smile on your face?"

"Yeah well, whose fault is that?" he muttered before immediately going red. He obviously hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Really?" James drawled. Despite the tone, the question is real.

"Shuttup." Robin mumbled, still blushing some. James knew he was still wearing a goofy grin but he couldn't bring himself to care. Dick's face became troubled.

"What's that look for?" James asked softly. Dick glanced at him and his features softened even as his eyes became tortured.

"I didn't mean to do this. I- I can't do this." James closed his eyes. Please don't do this.

"It would never work." He said finally.

"Probably not," Dick agreed "but can't we just try?" James opened his eyes and stared, drinking in Dick's features.

Those eyes, despite everything those eyes still look so innocent... He's always had a thing for blue eyes.

It would be amazing while it lasted, but when it falls apart...

"Wouldn't it be worth it?" Asked Dick, no Robin, no both of them. James sighed, knowing it's stupid, knowing it's doomed before it's even started, and knowing that he couldn't give this, whatever it is, up.

"It'll be worth everything." He said, praying that it's not a lie.

Love is our resistance