Author's Note: So, this one does indeed carry on for the last one. Haven't done it before with this series however; thought why not? And it's a little bit of a short one but one, I was running low on time and two, there's only so many ways you can go with mistletoe. Like, let's be real, it's kisses, kisses and more kisses.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.

Day 13 - Mistletoe

Raven wandered away from the decorated tree first, soon followed by Beast Boy as they both took up refuge on the couch once more.

As they settled, Beast Boy proceeded to morph back into a kitten. He crouched and prepared to jump up until Raven gave him a questioning look.

Sheepish, Beast Boy simply tilted his head and gave her a soft meow, asking for permission in his own unique way.

She narrowed her eyes for a brief moment before shifting them back towards the page of her book. Raven then slowly patted the empty space beside her.

With an excited meow, Beast Boy leapt up, nuzzling his tiny face against her stomach. He gently rested his paws on the top of her thigh and purred as her fingers found his ears again.

Cyborg sighed in content over the newly decorated tower before he turned and began to walk away, whistling a cheerful tune.

"Ah. Cyborg." Robin's voice stopped him,

He meekly turned around to find said leader with his hands on his hips and staring at him with a raised eyebrow, Starfire floating passively beside him.

"Yeeeah?" Cyborg answered, a little concerned.

Folding his arms over his chest, Robin's brow rose a little higher, "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Cyborg glanced back and forth before looking over to Starfire who merely giggled at his confusion.

"Um... no?"

"You dragged all the boxes out. You put them away."

Jaw falling open, Cyborg's expression was rather comical, "Aw, what!?"

"C'mon, Cyborg. We don't need boxes clogging up the common room."

"Ugh, I don't wanna."

"What are you? 2 years old?" Robin sighed, "The sooner you start, the quicker you'll finish."

Cyborg huffed before giving into a long suffering sigh, "Fiiine."

As he stomped off, Robin shook his head and turned to Starfire, who was looking at Cyborg with a sympathetic expression.

"Don't." Robin told her,

She jerked a little, "Do not do what?"

"I can see it. You feel bad that Cyborg has to clean up by himself and you want to help him."

Starfire blinked at him and gently threaded her fingers through his, "Robin..."

He groaned, "Star..."

She smiled softly, "He is our friend and there are a lot of boxes and much excess material over the floor. I am certain he would appreciate the help."

"Or he'd milk it and do less work."

The Princess furrowed her eyebrows, "... There is no cow to-"

"It's slang. It means to take advantage of a situation kinda thing."

"I see." She paused and ran her fingers over the "R" of his chest, "Please?"

Robin narrowed his eyes at her before ultimately exhaling, "Fine. But, not too much. He needs to know to clean up after he makes a mess."

Starfire beamed and dragged her boyfriend over to a grumpy Cyborg.

"Man, I'm cleaning, okay!?" He mumbled,

"Please, we wish to assist you in the cleaning process, Cyborg."

"Huh?"

Starfire nodded at him. Cyborg moved to smirk and taunt Robin but Starfire stepped in before he could, her index finger held up,

"I believe you should not do the teasing or we will immediately retract the offer."

It was Robin's turn to smirk whilst Cyborg looked sheepish, "Well... thanks. I could always use the help."

Starfire smiled and floated over to the box of baubles which had a few broken ones inside. Shrugging, she decided to just throw them away.

Humming, Cyborg collected up a couple of the empty boxes to store in the closet until Christmas was over and they'd need to take the decorations down again.

Robin scooped up a few decorations that were not chosen to be put up this year. They always had a few doubles and extras of decorations hanging around just in case some broke or got lost during its storage time.

As he grabbed a few light up ornaments, he raised an eyebrow at a decoration that was abandoned at the bottom of a box.

He looked up and watched Cyborg wander out the door towards the closet. Glancing back down at the decoration, a smirk broke out onto his face.

Robin picked it up and slyly made his way over to his love who was still brushing things into the trash.

As he neared closer, he touched the small of her back, causing her to smile warmly and look at him,

"Robin?"

"So, I think we forgot something a little important in the decoration department."

Starfire looked stricken, "Oh! We must make use of the decoration immediately!"

Robin shrugged and grinned, "I couldn't agree more."

Lifting the decoration high from behind his back, he gripped Starfire's waist and pulled her closer. He felt her chest press against his and a warmth settled in his belly as he crushed his lips against hers.

Starfire squeaked in surprise but he soon felt a smile shaping from her as she started to respond. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and allowed one hand to wander. Her fingers found their way into Robin's dark, soft hair and tethered them together a little more.

Sensing the green light, Robin ran his tongue along Starfire's bottom lip, silently asking permission for entrance. Granting this, Starfire opened her mouth and let him thrust his tongue inside her mouth.

Fire ignited up her spine and her senses tingled as his fingers roamed her soft skin.

A clearing of a throat is what inevitably broke them apart.

They both blushed and sheepishly looked over at Raven who was eyeing them from the sofa, "Keep it clean, you two. We have to eat in there."

Robin took a small step back from Starfire, his hand remaining against her hip.

Starfire shook her head and touched her lips, "I do not understand..."

Grinning, Robin tilted his head upwards so she would look at what he was holding.

She giggled, "Ah... the mistletoe."

He smirked, "And we both know the tradition that goes with it."

Starfire watched him as he leaned close again, his intent pretty clear but they were again interrupted,

"I do not want that thing hung up if we should all be expecting kisses like that, Rob." Cyborg admonished, looking utterly scarred from the common room doors.