Disclaimer: I still don't own Teen Titans
Robin gently lowered Raven to the floor, trying to not panic. He'd never in his four years of living with his friends seen her in this distress. Luckily for them both, he kept a clear head. He loosened her cloak and threw it to the side, then slowly rubbed her back. "Breathe slowly Rae. In and out. You're gonna be fine."
Raven nodded slowly, doing as her leader instructed. She felt his hand warmly comforting her. She couldn't believe how embarrassing this situation was. No one had ever seen her break down like this. She pushed those thoughts aside and tried to concentrate on her breathing. She'd never been so scared, except for when the prophecy was revealed. She could also feel Robin's concern pouring from him. She closed her eyes and let oxygen enter her lungs.
After a few minutes, Raven's breathing had slowed to a safe level, but it was still strained, plus she was shaking. She tried to push herself up, but Robin grasped her shoulders telling her to stay lying down.
"You're in no position to get up yet. Just relax." Robin ordered.
"I'm fine." she replied, starting to get up into a sitting position against the wall. Robin was having none of it, and pushed her back down.
"What part of 'just relax' isn't going through?" he said, keeping one hand on her shoulder.
"I said I'm fine."
"No, you're not. I can still hear that your breathing is irregular, and your shaking more than Beast Boy when he sees meat! Please just do as I say, before you hurt yourself." Raven saw no point in arguing, and took his advice, placing her cheek against the cool rock floor. Robin let go of her shoulder and moved back slightly, giving her more room, but he watched over her.
"I'm sorry." she sighed.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. Even the resident empath gets scared sometimes." he smirked.
They sat in silence for a few moments, both content with each others company. Robin was using the little light coming through the rocks to try and see around the cave, whilst listening out for Raven's breathing to become more regular. Raven did nothing. Without her powers, she couldn't do much more than sense anything else in the cave. At the moment, there was nothing. Coming back to reality, she saw Robin extend a hand towards her as he helped her up into a sitting position.
"Thank you." She leaned her head back against the wall, hoping that the others would find them soon and she could get out of this hellhole.
"No problem Rae."
"Don't call me Rae."
Robin smirked. Even after a panic attack, she could be so defensive. Her slight stubbornness still amused him. He turned his head towards her, and saw that she was still a bit off colour. With the lack of space, he still managed to reach into one of compartments in his belt and pull out a cold cloth. He knew it would come in handy at some point in his life. He removed the hand that Raven held against her head, and replaced it with his own whilst holding the cold cloth against her head.
"Why didn't you tell me you were claustrophobic?" he asked, wiping some sweat droplets from her cheeks.
"It never came up in conversation." she joked. Robin gave her a stern look, wanting to know more in case something like this happened again. Sighing, she continued. "To be honest, I was embarrassed… and scared. I only feared two things growing up. One, Trigon returning. And two, being in a confined space. It's stupid I know but-"
She stopped, not knowing what else to say. Robin sensed her inability to continue, and put an arm round her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. Before she knew it, she was silently crying into his chest. He didn't complain that his uniform was slowly getting wet with her tears. He just wanted her to be alright. Raven rarely opened up, and he didn't want to push her away. He held her, using his free arm to try his communicator again. Still static. 'Damn it! I need to get her out of here.'
"Anything?" he heard a small voice ask.
"No. We must be too far into the cliff." Robin cursed himself at his poor choice of wording. He felt Raven shake in his arms. "But don't worry. We'll get out of here soon." he smiled. She smiled back, getting out of his embrace and wiping underneath her eyes.
A breeze blew through the minute cracks in-between the boulders. Both of the Titans shivered.
"You should probably put your cloak back on Raven. The last thing we need is for you to be ill." Robin said, nodding his head at the cloak crumpled up in the girl's lap.
"What about you? That spandex can't exactly be warm either."
"Don't worry about me. It's you I'm worried about." he said, concernedly.
"Robin. Thanks, but I'm fine. You should be worried about getting out of here."
"I am. But your well-being is more important right now. I don't want you to have another panic attack." he stated.
"You probably think I'm an idiot." Raven mumbled, deciding to make herself more useful than she felt. She reached out for her cloak and pulled out her own communicator. It had been damaged in the fall. She reminded herself to ask Cyborg to fix it, and replaced it back into her cloak pocket.
"Even Superman has his kryptonite." Robin answered, smiling. "And I would never think you are an idiot. Even I have my phobias."
"You're only human Robin, of course you have phobias."
"What's your excuse then?" Robin countered.
"Hello. I'm half demon."
"And half human."
Raven's lips curled into a small smile. "Touché Boy Wonder."