"There's a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot." -Steven Wright
"Hey, Fishsticks?"
Aqualad spun around with a smile stretching across his face as he playfully punched Speedy in the shoulder only for the other to yank his gloved hand into his warm body, bumping their hips together.
"Yes, Arrowhead?" He laughed lightly as Speedy pulled him into a side embrace, twirling the ends of his long tresses.
"Aren't you glad that you belong to me?" Roy said, pursing his lips together as he pecked along the underside of the teen's jaw eliciting soft laughter.
Snorting Garth tried to shove the offender off his sensitive neck, "What do you-Ah no!-Mean belong to you?"
Using his Atlantean strength the prince grasped both of the archers forearms and pressed their chests against one another as he stole a kiss.
"If anything you belong to me." Garth murmured lovingly, now cradling the stubble coated cheeks of his shorter partner.
"Pfft in your dreams," Roy rebutted, slinking his strong arms further down the taller teen's back causing the aquatic boy to yelp when the wandering hands gave a rather embarrassing squeeze.
Locating Speedy's hands to a better and more child friendly placement in case Bumblebee or the twins entered, Aqualad spoke with lidded eyes, "But my dream came true because I'm with you."
Much to the amusement of the fiery tempered archer, Speedy sarcastically rolled his masked eyes as he wholeheartedly joked back.
"Don't be such a girl, Kelp Breath."
"Says the one with the pocket mirror, Shafty."
As the two titans carelessly danced around each other with their teasing affections the sun rose higher into the cloud free sky, shining ever more joyfully as the spirited aura of summer commenced. And no sly tactics of a deceitful winter could step into its fearsome rays without soon melting away, losing to the overwhelming passion of true love.