"There. You're welcome." Robin muttered, looking over his shoulder at Stray.
"What do you mean?" Stray asked, gripping the stab wounds on his shoulder.
"I spared the animal as you insisted. Zsasz himself may believe he's dead, but I pulled my stroke at the last second, just short of severing his spine." Robin admitted. His jaw was set, his lips pressed tightly together.
"Then Robin's reputation means something to you after all." Stray said.
"We should leave. The police are going to be here soon." Robin said, not reacting to that statement.
"Same way we came in?" Stray asked.
"You wouldn't fit in your current state." Robin said.
"I'll fit through the vents. Just give me a minute." Stray said, walking back over to the wall. He let the venom in his system die down and felt his body shrink back down to normal size.
He turned his back to Robin until he could slip his goggles back over his eyes. The crack still distorted his vision but he could handle it.
Stray walked back to Robin, pulling his gloves over his hands and placing the feline ears back on his head, securing them in place.
"You took out the stands." Robin said, looking through his belt for something.
"It was the only way to stop the crowd from leaving." Stray said. Robin pulled out a grapple and adjusted it.
"We still need to get up to the walkway." Robin said, shooting the grappled. He gave it a small tug to check it was secure and looked over at Stray. "Hold onto me."
Hesitantly, Stray walked over to him. Robin rolled his eyes and hooked his arm around Stray's waist, holding onto him tightly. Stray slid his arms around Robin's neck.
Robin clicked a button and the two of them shot up, landing on the walkway.
"Are you alright?" Robin asked, noting the way Stray had held him tighter before they landed.
"Fine. Let's just get up onto the roof." Stray replied, letting go after a few seconds too long.
Robin nodded and the two of them crawled through the vents, emerging onto the roof.
"Well, tonight's been fun but..." Stray began, starting to walk away. Robin grabbed his wrist, stopping him from walking away. Stray sighed and turned back around, keeping his distance. "Don't tell me we're doing this again."
Robin pulled Stray closer, holding him close and kissing him. Stray sank against Robin, kissing back lovingly.
Robin relaxed his arms, pressing a hand against Stray's chest. He felt the tear in the fabric with his finger tips.
"I'm okay. Honestly." Stray mumbled, breaking away. He rested his forehead on Robin's, closing his eyes.
"I just didn't want to lose you Colin." Robin whispered. A faint smile curled Colin's lips.
"Took you long enough." He said, opening his eyes and looking at Robin. "Dami,"
"Tt." Damian said, pulling his mask off and tucking it into a belt compartment.
"I'm guessing you don't want to see me any more." Colin said, looking away. "Especially with the whole venom thing."
"Venom?" Damian repeated, turning Colin's head gently to look him in the eye. "Colin, what happened? Who did that to you?"
"Scarecrow. Just before Selina adopted me." Colin said. "Do you want to break up now that you know?" He asked, tears welling up in his eyes. Damian slowly reached up and slipped the goggles off Colin's head, looking him directly in the eye.
"You're still Colin Wilkes to me. Just Colin Wilkes." Damian said. "The same Colin Wilkes that I fell for and that can't change. I don't want it to."
"But you still disapprove of the stealing." Colin added.
"Well, yes," Damian said, drawing a laugh out of Colin.
"Okay, maybe I'll work on that." Colin mused. "Or maybe I'll just keep it a secret." He whispered in Damian's ear.
"Tt," Damian smiled slightly. He pulled Colin in for another kiss and let his mind go blank.
All there was on that rooftop, was him and Colin and their mingling body heat.