James arrived right on time with a box in his arms "can we give it to him now?" The skinny scientist asked excitedly. Slade only shook his head, smirking "after you two get back he can. Now, I have some things to do, make sure Robin is happy." Robin stood and laughed softly "I'm sure we'll have a wonderful time." He kissed the older man's cheek before he walked out. James fallowed after setting the gift down.
Both young men arrived at the festival just as the crowd did, Robin in his favorite pants and an orange shirt, James in a baby blue t-shirt and s pair of light jeans. "Ok, so, Slade gave you money to spoil me?" Robin raised an eye brow "yes" James nodded happily; he almost looked like an overly excited puppy. Then again, Robin hadn't seen him without his lab coat since the day he had met him. Maybe it was because of his freedom from his duties that made him so happy, his skin, smooth and more than a bit pail matched the quiet softness of his outfit, but contrasted with his emerald green eyes, he was so amazingly attractive when he wasn't all business.
"Huh?" James tilted his head "you ok kid? You're staring at me again…" Robin smiled softly "yeah, fine… sorry. Guess I was just thinking about something." The other man nodded slowly "oh, you're gonna love this festival, it was here last year! My buddies from the lab decided to take me here for my twenty third birthday, we got so drunk!" he started chuckling "we may have scared a few kids, but I think they liked me, one little girl even gave me a teddy bear that her brother had won, she said something about me needing it later. AND BOY WAS SHE RIGHT!" he laughed "my head hurt so bad the next day, I held that little thing and cried like there was no tomorrow."
Robin laughed and shook his head "You… you're cute." He blushed slightly at his own words, and James grew a bright red before looking ahead "ok! Um… shall we get some funnel cake? Sounds great! Cake and birthdays go together hand and hand, don't you think?" he walked quickly "even if the cake is in funnel form." Robin chuckled softly and fallowed.
After four funnel cakes, three shared sodas and two carnival games (both of which Robin had won in contest against James… then gave a pouting James both stuffed animal prizes) they decided to go on the Ferris wheel. At the very top they got stuck up, overlooking the entire area. "What's wrong, James? You look a bit ill." James was indeed getting sick, his finger nails dug into the seat and his full lips were pressed tight together in a tight line, and he merely nodded "heights… I hate heights."
Robin's eyes widened "Then why did you agree to come on the ride with me?" James looked at him with big, adorable eyes "because it's your birthday! And I wanted to make you happy! I know how much you love every bit of adrenalin you can possibly get! Not that it's a bad thing, but I want to make you smile, and if that's the only way then i-"He was cut off by Robin pressing a kiss to his lips. It was soft, and warm. Their lips locked sweetly as robin slowly wrapped his arms around him. Then, both of their minds at once focused on one. Single. Horrible thought. Slade.
Robin broke the chaste meeting of their lips and stared blankly as James stared at him in horror "oh my god." Robin sighed and ran a hand through his own hair "shit… we won't tell him. he can't know, ok? I mean… I only did it so that… because…" he looked into James's eyes "I wanted to help you." James smiled softly, his panic ebbing away "well… it got my mind off of my fear of heights." They both shared a dry laugh.
Robin put a hand on James's cheek "you looked so sad, I just wanted to make it stop… your face is so beautiful… it's not meant to have that lost, lonely look, James. So… if Slade won't find out. Ever. Then I want to make you smile a lot more, and quite often. James stared at him "will it make you smile too?" At robin's nod, he smiled "then… kiss me again?"
Robin gently pressed his lips to James's again, savoring the shorter man's smell and the soft skin of his arms about his neck, and relished the sensation on his own finger tips as they softly kneaded at the cotton shirt as they explored James's back… It felt wonderful.