I collapsed on the bed, not even bothering to kick off my shoes. So this is reality, huh? I'm officially Robin's boyfriend. I groaned, fervently running my finger through my hair in annoyance.

Why did I agree to this? Was I really so easily persuaded? Robin and I had spent nearly two hours together debating the terms and conditions of our new fake relationship. It was honestly surprising that we were able to agree on anything. We settled on five basic rules that we were supposed to follow and never break. I groaned as I rolled over. In front of me was our stupid "contact" written out in red ink:

THESE ARE RULES THAT CANNOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, BE BROKEN.

Give me a break. Robin was crazy for even thinking this was a reasonable solution to all the hate crimes going around nowadays. How would faking a relationship benefit anyone? Still, even though I thought the dude was insane for coming up with this plan, I had to be even crazier to follow through with it.

I sighed as I read over the rules, each listed out with Robin's neat and precise handwriting. He wanted me to have them memorized by dinner. Like the control freak he was.

No one can know about our deal.

This conversation came about when I asked if we could tell the other titans about our false relationship. They were our friends after all, and would understand that this was all a mishap. Plus, I knew Cyborg, him being my best friend and all, would pry for more answers. I was never the best at holding secrets, especially from him.

However, Robin quickly shut that down by saying it would be more believable to the media if they also didn't fake it. Starfire would probably say something accidentally and ruin the whole facade. Cyborg would ridicule and make us self conscious, and Raven...well, she'd probably reprimand us for lying to everyone. Plus, Robin said if we could seem like a believable couple to our closest friends, we'd have no problem fooling the rest of the world.

Physical Contact should be kept at a minimum unless absolutely necessary.

We agreed that holding hands was what we were both most comfortable with. Hopefully that would be enough to convince people we were together. Hugging was the next step. And if all else fails a kiss on the forehead. There was no reason for us to do anything more than that in public, is what Robin said.

I told him to tell that to Kitten.

We must be seen in public at least once a week and must participate in conferences.

Robin insisted that for us to be believable, we had to plan small outings together to get news coverage. He called it outings, but I knew he meant dates. I knew we had to be believable, but it was seeming more and more like a chore. Robin and I did not get along. Now I had to fake being chummy with him?

After three months, we have a public break up.

Three months was the maximum, but we agreed that if something happened that deemed a good reason to break things off, we'd "break up" earlier. Hopefully that reason will come sooner than later.

Lastly, there was rule number five. I mentioned it as a joke, but Robin thought it was a good enough rule that it should be added.

Do not fall in love with each other.

I scoffed after reading the last line. As if I could ever fall in love with such a pompous jerk like Robin! Even if I was into dudes, which I'm not, he would so not be my type. He must have written that for himself because, come on, who could resist me?

Still, I wondered why he would write it out as if it was a possibility. Did he think I would be smitten by him? Sure Robin was cool and everything, but he's also cold, and stiff, with not a funny bone in his body. Who in their right mind would fall for that?

I turned once again so that I was staring at the ceiling.

Maybe this was all some weird fever dream. I couldn't possibly be "dating" Robin, right? I sighed. As much as I hated to admit it, I knew this was my new reality. I, along with Robin, would be fooling even our teammates, all for the greater good.

But why did it have to be him of all people?

There was a knock at my door. I groaned. Can I not get just thirty minutes of privacy? Geesh!

"It's open!" I yelled. I sat up as the door slid open. Once I saw who was entering I rolled my eyes and collapsed back onto the bed. "You again?"

"I just wanted to check on you." Robin answered, annoyance lacing his voice. I heard his footsteps as he walked across the room. It was obvious he had no clear destination in mind as his footsteps were slow as he trekked across the room.

"Oh gee, I'm great. You know, just thinking about how awesome it's going to be to date the dude who probably hates my guts." I hoped he could detect just how sarcastic I was being.

"I don't hate you, Beast Boy. You're my friend, you know?" I scoffed at Robin's monotonous answer. He couldn't even fake genuine gratitude if his life depended on it.

"Yeah right." I mocked. I noticed his footsteps had stopped, and sat up to see what he was doing. Robin was standing over my desk with a weird expression on his face. My eyes widened in realization.

"Who're they?" He asked, picking up a photo frame.

"Don't touch that!" I yelled, jumping up from my bed. I quickly ran over to him and snached the frame away, chucking it into a nearby drawer. I slammed the drawer shut, panting slightly by how fast I had gotten there. "It's...private."

"Sorry." Robin said lamely. Even though he apologized, his gaze still remained on the drawer. I frowned and crossed my arms.

"Why are you really here?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

Robin's eyes finally redirected to me and his expression grew scary. It was almost terrifying how quickly he could turn into stern leader mode. Wasn't he practically on his knees begging for this arrangement not even an hour ago? "Turns out the conference is tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" I gasped. The word just got out last night, how were we already speaking out on it?

"The mayor sent me an email. She said that since so many people want us to speak out that they canceled Pete Gerad's speech."

"The climate change advocate?" I asked incredulously. By Robin's grim nod of the head, I knew it had to be him. "Oh no." I whined, taking a seat on my chair.

"I thought we would practice what we should say." Robin concluded.

"No, no, no." I cried. How were we even bigger news than the climate change advocate? Climate change is a big deal! Not some celebrity gossip that just got out. Where were people's heads at? I exasperatedly threw my head into my hands. I thought I would have more time to prepare for this. I wasn't ready for a whole conference yet! "You've got to be kidding me."

"Listen" I peeked between my fingers once I felt a hand rest on my knee. Robin was crouching down beside me with possibly the most earnest yet threatening look I've ever seen. It was one of those looks that said we're-getting-through-this-so-stop-being-a-big-baby-about-it. "You can do this. All we have to do is answer a few questions and act like we're into each other. Nothing to worry about."

I dropped my hands and let out a shaky breath. "Yeah. Yeah you're right." I agreed.

Robin patted my leg before standing up and sticking his hand inside his belt compartment. He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to me.

"These are commonly asked questions by reporters when they interview other well-known couples. Nothing to be extremely anxious about and we can always tell them we're not comfortable answering certain questions if it comes down to it." He declared.

Ok, now that I was looking at it, it didn't seem so bad. Where did you meet? What was your first date? What do you like most in this person? All these questions could easily be made up on the spot.

"Still, we need to make up a solid explanation for how we got together and make up dates." Robin continued. "I figured dinner would be the perfect time to practice and see how convincing our story is. I'm sure the other titans will have questions."

"R-right." I agreed. This was beginning to be a lot to take in.

"This gives us about an hour to practice and come up with a good story."

Great, I have an hour to come up with and prepare for a fake relationship. How did Robin remain so composed even with this stress? I'm sure I wasn't the only one who felt it. I guess it was Robin's job to be cool, calm, and collected, but I would feel a lot better knowing I wasn't the only one feeling this way. I sighed.

This should be fun.

I took in a deep, shaky breath.

Robin and I stood in front of the common room doors. I was nervous. We would officially be a couple once we walked through these doors. The other titans were just on the other side expecting our arrival. I would have to fake being madly in love with Robin.

I looked down at our interlocked hands. They felt unnatural to be together like this. Like a tofu and canned yam sandwich. The two just didn't mix. My hands felt clammy and awkward inside his. It wasn't even as if we were touching skin; we were both wearing gloves. Still, I couldn't help but feel as if even this was too much. How was I even supposed to hold hands in public if I couldn't even do it on our short walk to the table?

I redirected my gaze to my supposed boyfriend. I couldn't quite read his expression. He actually looked pretty emotionless. Was he hiding it, or was he actually not worried at all? No, Robin said so himself that he was uneasy about the whole ordeal. He was probably just putting on a front. Maybe I should too.

"Are you ready?" Robin suddenly asked. I pressed my lips together and nodded.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I sighed. He nodded in agreement. I pressed the button to the common room doors, and they slid open on command. I plastered a smile on my face as we began walking into the space. As expected, our friends were gathered at the table with food already displayed.

"Friends!" Starfire greeted upon seeing us. "You are the most adorable!" She cheered once we noticed our interlocked hands.

"'Bout time y'all came out of hiding." Cyborg added as he crossed his arms. He raised his eyebrow as we approached the table. I felt nervous because of his glaze. Cyborg is my best friend and could always tell when something was off with me. Was he already seeing past our facade?

"Oh well, you know us." I nervously laughed as I reached out to pull my chair. A cough stopped me in my tracks however. I turned to see Robin giving me a look that said don't-you-dare-touch-that. He nodded his head to the side, and I confusingly took a step away from the chair. To my surprise, Robin pulled out the chair instead. I gave him an incredulous look. Did he want the seat or something?

"Have a seat." Robin snarled between his teeth while also somehow sounding charming. My eyes widen in realization. Right, that was a thing couples did for each other wasn't it? Still, that was not discussed in our plans for the night. How was I supposed to know he would do that?

"Uh...thanks." I said bashfully. I quickly sat down and Robin took a seat beside me. I looked up to see my teammates giving us a weird expression. For what seemed like hours, no one said anything. We all just looked around at each other, waiting for someone to start a conversation. Finally, Robin, like the leader he was, decided to take charge and break the silence.

"I hope…" He began awkwardly. "Our relationship won't affect the way you all view us."

"Of course not." Raven answered.

"Yeah, like I said y'all are my bros." Cyborg added. "As long as y'all are happy I'm in full support." How ironic was that? It was almost funny enough to make me break character and laugh out loud. Happy? I was in my own personal hell at the moment.

"Friends, why did you hide it from us so long? Do you not trust us?" Starfire asked. Me and Robin exchanged glances. We knew someone was bound to ask at some point and so we prepared for the answer. Me and Robin exchanged glances.

"We never expected to be in a relationship. It just sorta happened." I began. It was somewhat the truth. Robin nodded in agreement.

"We didn't know how others would take it. And we weren't really sure ourselves. We wanted to make sure we were sure when we came out." He concluded. This seemed to be a suitable answer for them, and they all nodded in understanding. Just then there was a loud 'ding'. Cyborg jumped up and rubbed his hands together greedily.

"Alright, who's ready for some lasagna!" he cheered.

"Joy!" Starfire cried. Together they went over to the kitchen to prepare the plates, leaving Robin Raven, and I at the table. Honestly, that wasn't too bad. We had said everything we had rehearsed and it seemed to persuade our friends enough.

However, something felt off.

I looked across the table to see Raven staring at me. It was honestly scary. It felt like she was staring into my soul. I nervously shifted my eyes to Robin, who had noticed as well and raised his eyebrow in question.

"Uh," I began. "I know we're good looking but you don't have to stare." I meant this in a joking manner, but by Robin's hard elbow to my side and Raven's frown growing deeper I could tell I said the wrong thing.

"Is there something wrong, Raven?" Robin calmly asked. Raven let out a deep sigh and turned away, shaking her head.

"It's nothing." She said standing up. She then went to the kitchen to help Cyborg and Starfire prepare the food.

I quickly turned to Robin in a slight panic. Was our acting really that bad? Had Raven already figured out we weren't really together? This was bad. How would we convince the whole world in the conference?

"She doesn't know." Robin whispered before I had the chance to speak.

"How do you know?" I asked, also in a hushed voice. Robin glanced at the other before turning to me.

"She would've said something if she knew. She's just trying to read us. Remember she's an empath."

"Right," I drawled with a wink. "She reads minds."

"No," He hissed. "She can sense emotions. She's probably testing to see if we have a love connection or not."

"So how do we convince her?" I questioned. Robin's expression suddenly turned mischievous. It was kinda scary honestly.

"You know." He said, leaning in uncharacteristically closer. "Since I'm forced to have a boyfriend and all, I'm glad I didn't get stuck with an ugly one."

My mouth dropped. Literally.

I had not expected him to say that. Did he just compliment my looks? That must be one mean spirit that possessed him because the Robin I know would never compliment me the way he just did. Hell, he rarely even complimented me during training!

Robin smirked and nodded his head towards the kitchen. "I think she noticed."

Sure enough, Raven, as well as Cyborg and Starfire, were looking at us with a look that said he-just-said-something-embarrassing-to-you-didn't-he?

"Friend Beast Boy, you are redder than the tomato!" Starfire giggled. Cyborg laughed out loud, pointing a finger at me.

"Yo, Rob, what did you tell him? I need to know!" Cyborg hollard.

I groaned as I threw my hands over my face. "Please don't."

After that the rest of the night went how it normally did. Cyborg and I bantered over meat, Robin tried to settle down Starfire as she ranted about mustard, and best of all, Raven didn't give us any more creepy glares.

It was almost relaxing to know that I could act normally around my friends once we got past the earlier awkward stage. I now know I didn't have to be all, lovey-dovey with Robin whenever they were around. I could still be me.

Still, one thing still bothered me.

"Good job, tonight." Robin said as we walked down the hallway to my room. "I don't think they'll be doubting our relationship."

"That's a relief." I sighed. It was almost exhausting keeping up this fake persona. I had to remind myself not to act totally annoyed by whatever bird boy said. We rounded the corner to my room and I opened the door, stepping inside. Robin stood outside of it with his arms crossed. Great, he was back in leader-mode.

"Remember the conference is at 10 o'clock sharp.. We should prepare to be there at least an hour before."

I rolled my eyes. "Yes mom." There was an awkward moment of silence for a few moments before Robin shifted.

He let out a sigh and pressed his lips together before saying, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Hey Rob," I said, stopping him before he could leave. He paused, raising an eyebrow. Suddenly I was nervous, but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep until I asked. "What you said earlier...about me not being an ugly boyfriend...did you mean that?"

God, this was embarrassing. I shouldn't care that much about what he said. He only said that so that Raven wouldn't be suspicious of us. Why was I harping over this one compliment that he obviously was just saying to rile me up? I could feel my cheeks reddening again. I shouldn't have said anything and just went to sleep. I'm an idiot.

However, when I finally looked up to see Robin's reaction, I was shocked to see how much his expression had softened. It was like I was seeing an entirely different person. The sincerity was oozing off of him before he even said a word.

"Of course." He stated earnestly. He gave me a soft smile before giving a short nod and turning on his heel. "Goodnight, Beast Boy."

Before I even had the chance to respond, he already made his way around the corner.

Phew, this is the fastest update I've had in awhile, but then again I'm really excited for this story and future chapters. Its just so...cute! Let me know if there's any future fluff scenes that you'll like to see and I'll consider adding it!

As always thanks for reading and review! It keeps me motivated to keep writing :)