I was really excited due to the response I got for the last chapter! I got inspired so I have another chapter for everyone a bit earlier than expected. I know this one might be a little bit mopey/down/emotionally draining. But remember this is a robrae fic! And while I do enjoy a bit of angst I do wish the utmost happiness most of the time. See you on the next update and please leave a review! cheers, ravennerding

He ended up cornering her about a month after her final revelation and decision to religiously give him a ridiculous amount of space. Raven had made her way down to the med bay after a scuffle the Titans had with Cinderblock downtown. It hadn't been disastrous, but she spent most of her energy healing minor injuries and exhaustion for the first responders and her teammates after the dust had cleared. Her own exhaustion had caught up to her once she set foot in the tower, but she needed to go to the med lab to care for herself first. A slight headache had turned into a migraine while she worked. A silent note to herself to be more careful, she slipped away shortly after they arrived back home.

"Are you okay?" Robin's voice broke the silence and she almost dropped the brightly colored pills she held in her palm. She steadied herself though, smiled and mumbling something about a headache she turned back around and tried to ignore him best she could. The only problem being that they had a bond and at her words Robin's confusion and hurt ran through her like a note on a plucked violin string. Over time they had become better at managing their bond, keeping their own privacy when wanted but also being able to communicate silently weather they were physically together or not. She only felt his emotions that intensely when he was completely overcome by them or broadcasting purposely to her, either option weighed on her heavily. She picked up a cup and filled it with water and washed the medication down her throat. His emotions swam around in her mind and only seemed to loosen all the feelings she wanted kept down in the depths of her brain. With a quiet sigh she turned on her heels trying to prepare some concession to calm him but suddenly she was pressed up against him and when did he get right behind me? I didn't even hear him has he always been able to do that?

His mask was off. That wasn't uncommon when they were alone- or it hadn't been before Raven started trying to quell her feelings. His eyes mirrored the emotions he was projection through the bond; discontent, confusion, hopelessness, pain. Honestly, she almost started crying right there but no she couldn't she was Raven, and Raven needed to keep control. "If you just tell me what I did to make you upset I'll apologize." he whispered so quietly if she hadn't been so incredibly close to him, she wouldn't have heard it. Robin always had the same voice when he was emotional. Raven had learned that early on in their team's run and she had always respected the controlled tone he used; it was almost like every word he said was reinforced with steel. Most times when he used that voice however, it was in front of the team and he was always wearing his mask. This time no matter the control he tried to hold his betrayed him and the juxtaposition between the two broke Raven's will to keep nonchalant about the situation. "Richard please I don't understand- she tried to reach out her hand to place on his arm (and create just a little bit of distance while still sharing this "I-am-here" type atmosphere) but he grabbed her hand before it could reach it's mark. Robin's hand enveloped hers, his body language was a contained storm of discomfort and nervousness covered barely by squared shoulders and locked jaw. "Raven," his voice cracked, " I don't know what I did to upset you. But it's physically hurting me to see you practically shrink back when I walk into a room." It was Raven's turn to be overbearing now, she snatched her hand from him and planted them square on his chest, causing him to stumble back slightly. "It's not your fault!" she practically screeched, "It was never your fault! I couldn't control myself and I just got so scared- the shrill ripping of fabric cut her off. One of the privacy curtains attached to the wall had just been shredded due to Raven's demonic powers. She hadn't had her powers get out of control due to her emotions since before her father had been sealed away. Robin seemed to notice this too, his shoulders dropped out of defensive position and he moved forward to hold her. When she didn't move away, he slowly gathered her up in his arms with one of his hands finding its way to stroke her hair.

They stood in silence for a while like that; slowly swaying in each other's arms his hand in her hair and her hands balled into the neoprene fabric of his suit. Sometime later -neither knew how long- Raven took a deep breath and started to speak softly again.

"I'm sorry," She started mumbling into his chest. "I never wanted to hurt your or make you think any of this was your fault. I didn't want anything to change, I just wanted to go back to the way it was before. It got to a point where I couldn't ignore what my brain was telling me however and I panicked. I just wanted the save the team the discomfort of messy teenage drama between us." She tried to read anything from the bond and whatever he had been projecting earlier was gone. He had closed the door to his mind and locked it behind him. At a different time, she might have confronted him about this, she was putting herself out in the open and he was hiding. Although that would have been extremely hypocritical of her; it was so late, she was so tired, and pushing him out had put a mental burden on her that hadn't impacted until this conversation. Raven felt his hand still in its ministrations, and she knew she had to keep going with this. Pandora's box had been opened, and there was no putting back what had already escaped. Before Robin could react negatively (or otherwise) she started to speak again. Words started to pour from her mouth frantically like fish escaping a net. "It started after we defeated my father," she stated resolute, "but soon I just got so out of control. I could feel so much, and I did. Everything was new and exciting, and every experience was a thrill! But then I started to crash; not all emotions are positive and while I was used to rejection or sadness before they carried new stings. It hurt especially coming from you, and most of the time they weren't even real offenses, just minor slights that hurt my feelings too much for my comfort. I was so confused, so I started to ask myself why it was only you and then I came to examine my feelings for you and our ehm, relationship." Robin hadn't let go yet, but they had stopped swaying and his back was tense again. She took a deep breath, " And then I realized, whatever I felt for you didn't stop at friendship. It started out as something I thought I could ignore or sort through with enough reflection, but it didn't!" Her voice started to raise in pitch, "Suddenly I was much too comfortable. I liked having you swing your arm around me when we were watching movies on the couch, I liked whenever you would ask me personally what I wanted to do despite the others already having suggestions, and worst of all I liked you being seemingly just as comfortable back."

Raven sighed and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, "I understand that you don't feel the same. I really wanted to avoid this but when you came in her upset I just… I had to explain." She didn't look him in the eye, she was honestly afraid that if she did, she would start crying again. Raven was just waiting for Robin's arms to release the hold they had on her, but they didn't. All she could feel was this slight vibration in his chest, a timbre that she could recognize but also didn- was he laughing at her?