(A/N)- Out of all the prompts this year, this one was the one I was looking forward to writing the most. I think I pretty much knew exactly what I wanted to do fairly quickly. And I tried to make it as ridiculously happy as possible, since it is set during a two-month-long space honeymoon that I headcanon them having.
Enjoy my lovelies!
Disclaimer: Oh ho ho you know if I owned Teen Titans the space honeymoon would be canon and we would watch every minute of it.
RobStar Week 2019, Day 2 - Stardust
A light in the corner of the viewport was the signal that they'd arrived.
Starfire pulled away from their kiss with a happy gasp, running at once to the window and pressing her hands and forehead against the glass.
"Star..." Robin whined, pouting a bit in his seat, the warmth of her lips still lingering on his skin.
"We are here!" Starfire announced, floating from control panel to control panel and rapidly inputting the shutdown sequence, fingers flying across buttons and switches.
Robin straightened up, all thoughts of continuing to make out with his beautiful brand-new wife shelved for the moment. "The comet?" he asked.
Starfire nodded vigorously, firing up the ship's boosters. The Starchaser slowed, brake boosters firing in the opposite direction from ship's now-cooling engines, working against the zero gravity to gradually bring the craft's forward momentum to a slow crawling drift.
Robin walked over to the viewport, peering around the corner as far as he could.
"Woah..." he breathed.
The comet, called Zarthar's Breath by the Tamaranians, was a blue-white ball of light in the distance, breathtaking in its radiance, in the stellar beauty of the ice chunks and burning gases that silted off it in gentle rays and trailed behind it in long streaks.
Starfire joined him at the viewport, giggling. The Starchaser hung silent and almost still in the vastness of space and the two of them watched the comet flying by, passing the window slowly on its inexorable course towards the other end of space.
Warm orange fingers slipped into pale human ones. Starfire peeled her eyes off the dazzling cosmic sight to take in the equally as delightful look of awestruck wonder on Robin's face.
"It's... amazing!" he whispered, his eyes transfixed.
Starfire's heart bubbled with warmth. "Would you like to see it closer?" she offered.
He jerked to face her, excitedly. "Can we? I mean..." He shifted on his feet. "Is it safe?"
She grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the storage units on the other side of the bridge. "I had Cyborg pack an environmental suit for just this occasion!"
-TT-
The airlock opened with a heavy series of clicks, and from the top of the silver-plated ship they floated up, soundlessly.
Robin gripped her wrist tightly, his fingers clenching as the weightless sensation of space made his stomach drop out. His eyes darted down nervously, but they were already moving away from the airlock door, passing over the hull of the Starchaser with barely a whisper of movement.
He gulped, looking back up at Starfire through the thick glass helmet.
Sensing his unease, she met his eyes and smiled, squeezing his arm through the canvas of his spacesuit reassuringly.
The strength in her hand anchored him, giving him a fixed point in the empty endless vastness to cling to. Robin peeled apart his dry lips.
"Promise you won't let go?" he asked, some lingering hesitation in his voice.
She nodded. "I promise I will not let go," she assured him.
Turning forward, she gently pushed off from the starship's hull.
The stars were like countless tiny jewels hung all around them, sparkling in white and yellow pinpoints from all directions. The two of them moved like floating feathers through the expanse, the ever-growing form of the comet the only sign that they were actually making forward progress.
Starfire flew them confidently, with all the practiced ease of one who had spent her whole life here. Her grip never faltered. She steered them towards Zarthar's Breath on a straight-line intercept course.
Robin glanced back only once, seeing the Starchaser grow smaller and smaller in the distance—Starfire had assured him the ship would remain relatively in place during their little excursion—before the incredible sight ahead stole his attention and breath.
The comet's core hurtled through space below them, almost blinding. The coma and tail flaring out around and behind it left shimmering particles in its wake, tiny dazzling pieces of rock and ice and dust that flickered and went out like tiny embers. In the distance they could see the brilliant crimson sun that was heating up the comet, causing its wondrous display.
Starfire flew them so close they could almost reach out and touch the trailing gases. Robin laughed and wobbled, arms out straight and legs dangling, hearing Starfire's voice and her beautiful laughter through his radio piece, cautioning him to be careful.
He looked up and saw her framed against the celestial backdrop of space, blue-white particles from the comet sifting through her flaming hair like stardust.
His heart tightened, squeezing with barely-contained joy and happiness all over again. This radiant alien princess, the girl who made things like this possible, she was his and she loved him. They were married. It was all real. Everything.
He'd never know how he'd gotten so lucky.
Starfire swerved around, giddy from the exhilarating brush with the comet, pulling Robin around to face her. She grabbed onto his other wrist and just... spun for a moment, in a slow drifting circle.
"I wish we could fly through the actual tail," she said, moaning a bit at the lost opportunity. "But I am not certain your environmental suit is properly shielded to handle that."
"It's okay," he told her breathlessly, staring into her eyes with the look of absolute adoration she so loved. "That was... amazing, Starfire," he said again. "Definitely one of the highlights of my life."
She tilted her head. "Oh? What are some of the others?"
She spied a grin behind the glass.
"Well, there was Galfore pronouncing us married," Robin said. "And then our wedding night. And getting to kiss you in front of the fireworks display."
Starfire laughed. "That was all yesterday!" she protested.
His helmet bobbed as he shook his head. "I don't think we're ever topping this, Star." His silver-gloved hands tightened around hers. "All this... it's just..."
He trailed off, his blue eyes alight with warmth.
"Glorious?" Starfire finished for him.
"Yeah," he chuckled.
Starfire gently bumped his helmet with her forehead, wishing she could kiss him right there. She straightened, one hand raising.
"We should be getting back to the ship," she said, and she tapped into the wellspring of unbridled joy inside her, letting it course through her veins as she flew them back to the Starchaser.
Behind them, Zarthar's Breath continued its eternal dance through space around the glowing red giant, sending dust motes and icicles trailing through the black.
(A/N)- Aaaaaaah, I'm still so proud of this chapter!