Mmk, so this was requested by Swampbandit. Because iPhones are bitches. Seriously, for realz.
Ahem.
Anyway, enjoy.
Robin was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the morning paper with a grimace on his face. A new criminal was in town, and over the week that he had been committing crimes, the Titans still haven't been able to arrest him. He jumped slightly when his communicator started to vibrate. Cyborg had recently put new installment into the Titans' communicators. It was practically an iPhone with their trademark on the front, and still with its round shape.
Robin grabbed the communicator off of his belt and glanced down at it, one hand still holding the paper up.
Hey Rob, I'm goin' down to fix yer R-Cycle. Just letting ya know.
He nodded to himself, typed something in quickly, and then put the communicator on the table so he could get back to his paper.
"Morning salutations, Robin!"
He glanced up to see his girlfriend walk in, a smile on his face. "Mornin' Star. Good night's sleep?"
She nodded happily and sat next to him. "I trust the same was for you?"
Henodded. "Yup." His communicator vibrated again and he glanced at it, and then Starfire. "You mind getting that, Star? I want to finish this article up."
"Of course." She grabbed the communicator off of the table and opened it up, her eyes suddenly widening and then looking over at Robin warily.
It took a couple seconds for Robin to realize that she was staring at him, and he raised an eyebrow when he did. "What? Something he said?"
She glanced back down at the communicator, and then up at him. "Um…it is just…I do not believe that one in a relationship should offer such things to others, and that…I did not realize that you 'swung' that way, as the Earthly saying goes."
He cocked his head, and then grabbed the communicator away from her and read the message.
Hey Rob, I'm goin' down to fix yer R-cycle. Just letting ya know.
Mmk. Need some head?
…?
His eyes widened as he looked down at the screen. He hastily typed something back.
I meant HELP****
He flung it back at Starfire, cheeks red, and watched her face as she read it.
She bit her lip, fighting back a grin. "Oh X'hal, you must check over your message before sending it!" She giggled and stood up, leaning over to kiss him on the forehead. "Silly Robin."
He watched her as she went over to the common room and sat on the couch, picking up one of her fashion magazines. "Seriously, fuck my life."
God, Robin's pain is a drug. I could live off of it, really, it's just that good.
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