~Christmas Day~

The first thing Raven realized when she stirred underneath her sheets was that she was warm. Not the 'okay' type of warm, but for once she was absolutely comfortable. She let a sigh touch her lips as she shifted towards the center of her bed. Her nose brushed against something smooth and slick to the contact. The natural scent of pine and cinnamon wafted through her nostrils and she froze. What the hell? In one swift movement, she ripped open the cocoon she thought she was alone in and scooted back from the other body laying beside her. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as a mess of black hair appeared before her eyes.

Oh, it was just Robin. Thank Go-

Robin was in her bed? A small gasp escaped her lips as she pulled back the cover. Not only was he in her bed…

Robin was in her bed and wrapped like a Christmas gift! From his chest down he was wrapped in red and white striped Christmas wrapping paper and expertly done to fit his form without so much as a crease to be seen. He settled his head face down on top of his arms and his breaths by indication of how his shoulder blades moved were even and relaxed, oblivious to where he was. Raven's mind immediately noted how innocent he was lying there but she shoved that aside.

"Robin?" her voice cracked and she tried again. "Robin, wake up." She reached a hand to touch his bare shoulder and shoved him lightly. "Robin, please wake up."

Robin grumbled something and shivered. Goosebumps sprouted all over his unblemished skin. Raven suddenly noticed that she could see her breath in clouds of smoke every time she took a breath. Her own goose bumps emerged and she instinctively snatched the covers for protection. Robin's arm shot out in response and yanked her back down and pressed against his Christmas wrapped chest. Raven froze against him, not welcoming the sudden warmth from his embrace. What in the hell was Robin doing? She stayed glued to him until she felt the soft steady breath against the top of her hair. God, he was still sleeping? She pressed her hands against the paper and shoved with all her might. His body flew several feet away and his back hit a nearby bookcase. In the soft morning light she watched Robin's head finally shake and he groaned as he stumbled to get up. In horror, she held up her hands, the dark magic slipping through her fingertips. She was losing her composure. Could anyone blame her? Robin was in her freaking bed! How could she stay calm?

"Robin, I'm sorry I didn't mean to throw you that you hard-" Raven stopped as she found a red gift tag beside her. She picked it up and turned it her hands. The bright white elegant script danced before her eyes. As she read, the astonishment gradually expressed itself on her face.

Dearest Raven,

I've heard from a little bird you don't believe in me. Well it just so happens I had some extra Christmas magic to spare. I hope you enjoy your 5 wishes and you enjoy them while they last for this Christmas day. Hopefully, this teaches you to have a little more faith in Christmas magic.

Merry Christmas!

Santa Claus.

P.S. Mrs. Claus commends you for having a good choice in men. She picked the wrapping paper herself and left a present for the two of you in the common room!

"Ugh…" Robin slid up against the bookcase and rubbed his eyes with both hands. Raven's eyes snapped up as another revelation washed over her. Robin lifted his face and bright sapphire eyes met hers. He yawned and stretched causing the wrapping to rip. It fell away and exposed his muscular chest and the dip to his torso to his green boxers peeping out from his black sweatpants. "What was that for?" he snapped. Clenching the note in her hands, Raven made a small, 'eep' noise and scooted to the edge of the bed. Too many things were happening at one time. First Robin was in her bed, there was this stupid note from Santa Claus who wasn't real, and now he was naked. Okay, he was half naked, but he was exposing unnecessary skin. Robin turned his head left and right, still absolutely calm like it was completely normal to be in her room without a shirt. "Why the hell is it so freaking cold?" he snapped again at no one in particular. He walked over to the thermostat and tapped on it with his fingertip.

Raven wagged her head trying to clear it. This had to be a dream or Mad Mod created a warped reality, or hopefully they were in Mumbo's hat. The last two explanations would have made her almost elated if they were true. No, no, from hell to Nevermore this was not happening! It was impossible because all of this defied all logic. She shivered again. Azarath, now she was COLD. FREAKING COLD. Robin appeared in front of her and his hand cupped her cheek before she could move back. "Hey the power seems to be out. We're running on the generators, but-" he shrugged his shoulder. "I guess they weren't engineered to keep the heater running but the defense system by itself. Cyborg needs to adjust it when he comes back."

He was still acting completely calm. Didn't he want to even question why he was in her bed and why he was wrapped like a gift? Raven gaped at him, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. Robin leaned forward and she shut her eyes tightly. Something soft brushed her cheek and suddenly her feet left her bed. Her eyes flew open as Robin gingerly picked her complete with her bed coverings wrapped around her body up in his arms bridal style. "You might want to hold on." He smiled as he swiftly turned to face the door. She grabbed onto his neck and felt the slightest flush to her cheeks. He proceeded to walk down the hallway.

"W-Why were you in my bed?" Raven spoke up, after secretly admiring and loving the fact he still didn't put a shirt on despite the freezing temperatures. This Santa crap was total bull. But really, what was his excuse?

He shrugged and his blue eyes narrowed in thought. "Dunno." His smile lit up his face. "But it's not like a guy complains when he wakes up in his girlfriend's bed. Although, when you shoved me into your bookcase, that was a little-"

"Girlfriend?!" Raven's eyebrows shot up high to her forehead while a real red blush scattered itself across her face. All the lights above them and those that traveled down the hallway all lit up at frightening brightness and simultaneously the bulbs exploded.

There was a moment of silence. "Haha." Robin chuckled and kept walking towards the common room. "You're so cute Rae. Good thing Cyborg had those bullet proof casings around those lights."

Forget about inquiring about why he wasn't freaking out as to why he couldn't remember how he got into bed with her. "But I'm not your girlfriend." Raven said quietly.

Robin's beautiful blue eyes stared into her eyes and this time he frowned. "Yes you are."

"I'm not."

"Rae, this isn't funny."

"I-I'm not." She protested even quieter. It's not like she never wished to be- Wished. Raven frowned. This was not really real. It just couldn't be…could it?

"Do I have to tell you again?" Robin arched an eyebrow.

"Tell me what?"

A blush erupted on his cheeks and his eyes roved over to somewhere behind her head. "That I really really like you." He cleared his throat his eyes still refusing to meet hers. "And that is why you are my girlfriend." Tremors of happiness flooded through her as she tucked her head beneath his chin. She felt almost weightless. "Uh, Rae?" She looked up to see Robin's head touching the ceiling and his feet far from the ground.

"Sorry." She said, feeling sheepish. She could calm herself very easily but being around him just made it too easy to get so flustered. Once his feet touched the ground the doors before them to the common room swept open.

"Don't be sorry, I can handle you just fine." He laid her gently on the couch. She flinched to the coldness of the leather that managed to touch her skin. "Wait a second." Robin moved towards the now unlit Christmas tree and rummaged through the mountain of gifts. "Here we are." He yanked out a black and red parcel expertly wrapped. "This is for you from me, by the way. But-" He tore off the wrapping and a beautiful dark blue faux fur blanket tumbled out. "Now would be the best time to give it to you." He wrapped her snuggly in it and the fur tickled her nose. "I'll go make you some tea."

Raven wanted to say thank you but something else was bothering her. Like why was it so quiet? "Wait, where is everyone?"

"They got snowed in at Titans East." Robin shook his head. "They should be heading back sometime later and admit I was right about the snow storm." Robin headed to the kitchen while whistling a Christmas jingle. She glanced at him but then shook her side. Think. She had to think. She bit her bottom lip. Okay so what if… theoretically this Santa Claus deal was … perhaps… plausible? If and only If it was plausible, then that meant again, possible that Christmas magic did indeed exist? She sought for the end product… her 5 wishes, all of them, would come true? Beneath her blanket she counted it off her fingertips and recalled them in order.

1) I wish all I get for Christmas is Robin (Which she assessed the so called magic took it too literally)

2) I wish I could be his girlfriend. (At least, he was stating she was his when she clearly wasn't up to this point.)

3) I wish to somehow be able to kiss-

Raven faltered. Oh damn. But, this was only if this whole white magic Christmas bull was true. Which she knew, it wasn't.

"Hey there's a present in your tea cupboard." Robin stated from the kitchen.

"What?" Raven quipped; her throat was dry. She nervously licked her lips. This was stupid. It was all coincidence. Robin wouldn't find an excuse to kiss her, and not in a million years was she going to give him one. Balancing the teacup on his palm and a small box in the other he sat down next to her. He dropped the box in her lap, stole some blanket for himself and snuggled himself against her before she could stop him. Delicately he pushed his legs to encircle her forcing her legs to be propped up on top of one of his own. He grinned as he scooted closer and laid his head on her shoulder.

"Open it."

"Don't be so close." Raven attempted to push him away. He didn't budge just let his grin spread wider against his face.

"I'll make my move once you open it." He nodded towards the box.

For some reason, she didn't like the sound of that. She huffed and turned her body away from his beneath the fur. She slipped her hands through the gap and glanced at the tag. " It's from Mrs. Claus?" she choked. It was just like what was described in the note from Santa. What did it say? A gift from her to the two of them? She pulled the bright gold ribbon off and the box collapsed open all four sides. A small cluster of green leaves with tiny red berries laid before her with a red ribbon tied around them. "What is this?" Raven frowned.

She wasn't paying attention to Robin's smirk. "I don't know. Hold it up so I can see it."

"Some type of plant maybe?" Raven muttered. She wrapped her fingers around the ribbon and held it to eye level. "Maybe its-"

Robin leaned over and she felt his warm lips press against the corner of her mouth. It was light, innocent even, but altogether very real. He didn't fully retreat either, just stayed where he was. His warm breath was making her dizzy and the electricity coursing through her body in tiny shocks was not helping. The Christmas tree lit up and Cyborg's mobile lights danced wildly around the Christmas tree; cupboards opened and slammed shut in symphony while the stoves heated up to life.

"It's mistletoe." Robin smiled down at her slack face. He pushed his hand up and offered her teacup. "Tea?" he asked innocently. He studied her face as it transformed from astonishment, confusion, realization, then flustered in a matter of seconds. The presents exploded one by one around the Christmas tree like fireworks on display. Teddy bears, candy canes, and all the gifts themselves survived, but he couldn't say that about the wrapping and ribbons.

"That- You- but- I" Raven's eyes were wide and her lips were having trouble forming words.

"You're still holding it, Rae." He smirked and dipped his head for another attack. Raven had other plans as she shoved the entire plant into his lips instead. She slithered out from the blanket and with lightening speed ran out of the common room into the hallway. She didn't stop until she was back into her room and hurriedly closed the door behind her. She face planted on her bed and groaned. Her heart was racing, her powers were now completely out of whack, and now Robin had kissed her- meaning this magic crap was real. She sat up and crossed her legs. Her clock read 11:45 p.m. Santa Claus said this would only last for Christmas Day. If she stayed here for only the next 15 minutes nothing else would come true. Her last two wishes could not come true. She didn't want them to.

The door slid open and Robin stood at the frame, her gray bed sheets wrapped around him. He walked in without invitation and set her teacup down at her beside table. "Sorry, I was just teasing you. Are you upset?" Raven glared at him and he sighed. "Thought so." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'll leave you alone okay? I just want to get my Christmas present from you." Azarath, this magic was relentless. Raven paled and her eyes flitted to her closet beside him. He followed the motion and nodded towards the direction. "Is it in there? I'll get-"

"No!" Raven almost shouted as she surged forward. His hand touched the side of the wall and her closet doors slid open. A singular red scarf hung on a hanger clearly separated from her leotards by a large gap. His naked eyes grew wide in surprise and his eyebrows shot up. "Don't-" she reached over to stop as his hand as it made a move to pluck it from the hanger. "It's not good enough." The words tumbled out before she could stop them. Now her emotions were flying all over the place.

"It's beautiful, Rae." Robin spoke softly and with all the gentleness he had within. "I want it."

"I can buy you a different one." Raven desperately tugged at the end.

"But you made this for me. Only me." Robin laced it around his neck. He let the blankets pool at his feet as he grabbed Raven's thin wrists. "Rae," he knocked her forehead with his own. "It's absolutely perfect."

She tried to pull away. She wanted to run.

4)I wish I could give Robin his real gift.

There was one more that had to be done.

5)I wish I could tell Robin how much I love him.

Robin tugged her into his embrace and he nuzzled the top of her head. She read the clock from over his shoulder -11:57 p.m. Just two minutes, for these two minutes, she would concede to the Christmas magic. She was being stubborn with it this entire time, but it got the best of her regardless of what she should have been able to do to control it. Robin was the one who wanted her to believe. Raven let the hope rise within her. She would believe for him.

Even when the magic ran out and he would forget- she smiled sadly- she would remember next December, that white Christmas magic exists. She would never let herself forget to believe.

"Rae." Robin relented the tiniest of space to look down at her. "I love you."

Her heart was racing just as fast as his as her eyes drifted to meet his clear, confident and pure blue eyes. She smiled her real smile, the one she would only reserve for him. "I love you too Robin." She pressed herself against him, committing to memory her frustrating yet wonderful Christmas Day. Her clock rang in alarm as it turned midnight and she shut her eyes as tightly as possible. The magic was now gone; now he wouldn't want to be with her, or kiss her again, or proclaim his love to her ever again. He froze against her and his arms slid from her back. Her heart sank to her feet as she slowly let go and took a step back.

"Raven?" She forced herself to look up at him. "What am I doing?" He touched his face and his fingers found no mask. His blue eyes widened and his other hand ran his fingers over his scarf around his neck. "What is this?"

"Your present." Raven struggled to keep her voice even.

He suddenly stepped over the distance and his lips brushed against her lips. He stayed for a few seconds with the lightest butterfly kiss given and smiled down at her. "Just kidding, Rae." He winked. "I happen to still love you."

For the second time that day she stumbled around for words. "But you just- how did- the magic-"

"My magic is everlasting." Robin confessed turning red. "Wow, that was remarkably cheesy."

Raven was floored. "You did all of this?" she threw her arms up in the air. "You're Santa Claus?"

He cocked his head. "Santa doesn't exist. I thought we agreed on that." His stupid smile wasn't leaving his face anytime soon.

"But how did you-"

"First I'd like to point out its still early afternoon. It's your own fault your thick curtains are always covering your windows." He looked slightly guilty. "I had to read your wishing card. I was too curious. Everything else was pretty simple except for wrapping myself like a gift. Freaking difficult to-"

Raven interrupted. "You made the rest of the team stay at Titans East, too and made the power go out?"

"I'm not that good." Robin tugged her back into his arms. "That was really Christmas magic, I believe."

Raven shoved him away. "I'm going to kill you."

Robin held up a hand. "Before you do, I need to say something."

"What?" Raven snapped. She was livid. Candles around her room lighted themselves and her bookshelves quaked with reverberating energy.

"Merry Christmas Rae." He tilted his head. "I love you."

She cracked a smile. "I love you too, Boy Wonder."

Cyborg was the one who stumbled into the common room first. The place was a complete mess and for some reason half the presents were opened. Mistletoe was lying on the ground. Robin poked his head out of the heavy blue fur blanket and he greeted his team mate with a casual, "Hey."

"What happened to all the gifts? Why is it freaking cold in here and why don't you have a shirt on?" Cyborg raised an eyebrow. "What did you do?"

"Nothing." Robin shrugged. Cyborg couldn't see past his mask that held the twinkle in his eyes. "Nothing special anyways."

"Dude, that scarf is sweet!" Beast Boy sprinted inside next, his green hair matted with snow. "Where'd you get it from?"

"My girlfriend." Robin said casually. He pulled out the end and traced his name written in black and the actual robin stitched into the fabric.

Beast Boy and Cyborg exchanged looks. "Finally, Rob. Took you long enough." Cyborg said.

Starfire floated in next. "Friend Robin you have a bump on your head!" she flew around him while he sat on the couch. "You also have welts all over your arms!"

"Yep. Books do actually hurt at high speeds." he smiled and placed his arms behind his head. "Let me tell you guys, you missed the best Christmas ever."

A/N: Epilogue should be up tomorrow morning!