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RobStar Week Day 3: Dancing
Robin put her hand through her long dark hair in frustration. The pressure of work clearly taking its toll on her mood. Between recovering from an injury caused by Cinderblock, , patrolling the city for 8 hours straight and finishing reports on top of that, it had been a draining day for her.
She didn't even get to play some Marvel VS Capcom 3 with her friends Cyborg and Beast Gal, just what the heck?
"Oh, that is it!" she exclaimed in pure annoyance, leaving the damnable papers for later. "I need to vent. Hmm… maybe I should do a few acrobatics in the training room. That'll clear my head."
Feeling cheerful already, Robin let her room and headed towards the training room.
She did not expect to have company there. Much less HIM.
Starfire.
He was lifting weights. Massive weights the size of trucks. And he did so effortlessly.
Robin was instantly captivated by his training regimen. Or, more accurately, the way his form moved.
This alien boy, who came from the planet Tamaran, rocked her world with his larger-than-life personality. He was instantly approachable and openly friendly, giving her group many bone crushing hugs. Not that Robin minded… the way his chiseled chest felt against her costume and the way he wrapped his long, strong arms wrapped her body in a near-protective way… it was enough to make her go tomato red from embarrassment.
And he was quite the looker too. He seemed to combine the looks of a pretty boy and a rigged man, with the physical build of the latter, and the characteristics of the former, what with his lean jaw and the slicked back short hair. His costume leaves little to the imagination, basically amounting to a pair of purple shorts and a sleeveless shirt-like armor piece.
If he had seen her mope around in her room, he would have hugged her gently and tried to get her to come out of her room to lighten up, possibly by pouting cutely.
When he was done using the weights, he reached for a bottle of water, only to meet Robin's gaze, much to her dismay.
Her eyes would have betrayed a look of hurried panic, if not for her mask. "Oh, no! I've been staring at him for God knows how long and now he knows! What am I gonna do? I gotta say something, ANYTHING!"
"H-Hi!" her voice came out much meeker than she would have liked. "Oh, real poet, I am! 'Hi!' GOD, what was I thinking?"
He smiled warmly, brushing a strand of his crimson hair from his face. "Greetings, Friend Robin! What brings you here?"
"Stay cool, stay cool" "Ah, I was just going to work on my acrobatics! But you seem to be using the room now, so I'll just…"
He spread out one of his arms to stop her. "Oh, it is no trouble at all! I just finished my workout! You can proceed with the acrobatics!"
She let out a nervous giggle. "OK, then!"
And so Robin started setting up the poles, bars and rigs for the acrobatics regimen. She was about to start when she noticed him looking at her. As soon as she met his gaze, he started taking an interest in his shoes.
"Do… you want to watch?" She asked reassuringly.
She started twiddling his fingers. It was so surreal and yet so adorable, to see this hunk of a man be so shy. "If it is not too much trouble. Your movements are so… beautiful to watch."
This coming from someone who could fly, who was also her crush, made her brighten up considerably. "It's no trouble at all! Now watch as you witness a true acrobat in action!"
He started clapping in excitement and in an effort to encourage Robin.
As she began her workout, she couldn't help but laugh at the insanity of it all. This proud warrior prince, who could lift tanks with his bare hands, could also be this sweet boy who is always so polite and merry. It made her wonder just how much more depth there was to this boy.
After she finished with her signature quadruple flip, she heard furious applause from her captive audience. It would seem that she impressed him. Which made her blush harder.
He pulled her in for a hug. "That was spectacular! How did you learn to move so gracefully?"
Through strained breath, she answered him. "Study and practice, years of it. I had very good teachers."
"I wish to learn some of these maneuvers too! Will you please teach me?" He begged with his signature pout.
She just chuckled softly. "No need for pouting. I'll teach you."
He flew up and pumped his fist upwards. "Glorious!"
Giggling at his excitement, she thought of something unorthodox. "Should I? Or should I not? Nah, it'd be ridiculous, it'd be insane, it'd be…"
"Would you like talk this over at lunch?" Her hands immediately covered her mouth, her loom of disbelief hidden behind her mask, which she was grateful for.
"Sure, that sounds nice! Maybe we could have the rest of our friends to join us?"
Robin shuffled the tip of her shoe against the floor. "Erm… I meant… out of the tower."
Starfire quirked an eyebrow at this. Robin didn't usually act like this.
"Y'know… at the pizzeria… just you and me…" Her voice was barely a whisper. "BITCH, WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SAY THAT!? Now you'll drive him away and he'll-"
"Robin…" His gaze was so full of kindness and understanding. It appeared that he understood how difficult it was for a remote person like Robin to say that. And he was ecstatic that she took that plunge. "Is this the asking me out on a date?"
Robin's heartbeat rate could rival that of a jackhammer's at this point. "Erm… yes?"
Starfire beamed, his face brightening up to the point where one could mistake him for the sun.
"I would love to go out on the date with you." He admitted.
"Wait, really? YAY!-I mean, yeah, yeah, that's cool…"
He said nothing. He just offered his hand. And Robin took it without hesitation. They left the training room in a hurry, anxious to prepare for their date.
