Books
She was always leaving her books around the Tower. It never helped that he'd always find them. He had a knack for always returning them in the middle of the night. Not that it was a bad thing, it was just weird. Everyone else in the tower would just leave things of hers on the coffee table. But not Robin, he always returned things to her. Tonight was no different.
Robin stood outside her door about to knock when the door in question suddenly opens on its own accord. He blinks twice before asking, "Raven, what's going on?"
"Nothing," she replied, "this is just when you usually return something that belongs to me."
Robin paused for a moment longer before smiling slightly, "Of course… I found your spell book in the laundry room."
Raven's cheeks turned pink, "That's where I put it…"
Robin smiled fondly at the young woman in front of him. He didn't think anyone in the tower knew how forgetful she was. He actually thought it was the cutest thing he'd ever seen. Yes, even cuter than Starfire.
"Good night, Rae," he smiled and absent mindedly kissed her cheek. Robin had no idea he'd done that until the next night when Raven fazed into his room and gave him a short, nervous peck on the lips.
