(A/N)- Nothing to say about this one, I just hope it's cute.

Post-Tokyo, obviously.

Disclaimer: Sure would be nice to own Teen Titans, but alas.

RobStar Week 2023, Day 5 - Movie Night

Robin pinched his eyes down at the cover of the DVD and then let them flick up at his girlfriend.

"Are you sure?" he asked. "Last time we tried watching this series it was a bit, uh..."

Starfire tucked Wicked Scary 4 against her chest. "Harrowing, I know," she finished for him. "Because of Raven's powers going haywire. But Raven is not here right now and I have read the reviews and people are much agreed that this is the best one yet. Besides," she added, turning the case around and pointing to one of the back cover insert images, "this one has my favorite Earth actress and I am curious to see how she does outside of her usual body of lighthearted romantic comedy work."

Robin bit his lip, but couldn't really deny her logic. Still, he pulled out his T-communicator and double-checked the position of Raven's tracker.

"I have already forewarned her that we would be watching it," Starfire told him. "She has promised to stay downtown until given the all-clear."

Sheepishly, Robin stowed his comm again. "You should have led with that," he joked.

"Perhaps I should have," she agreed with a chuckle. "Should Raven be offended by your apparent skittishness?" she teased.

Robin shuddered. "Just not keen on having slimy cold mentally projected tentacles dragging me into a wall again," he said. In the immediate aftermath of the incident he had played calm, collected leader, but he couldn't deny the events had still kind of creeped him out. A little.

Grinning, Starfire held out the case to him.

"I shall begin making the popcorn if you will set the movie up," she offered.

He took it in his hands and passed on her left, as she headed for the kitchenette area and began opening cupboards.

-TT-

Forty-five minutes in found them shoulder-to-shoulder, laying on their stomachs on the floor, popcorn bowl forgotten to the side as they stared, enraptured, by the flickering blue screen of the TV.

After a long moment of tension the speakers popped with a loud noise, in tandem with an intense jump scare that happened in the film.

Both teens shrieked and grabbed the edge of the blanket draping their backs, flinging it over their heads to hide.

After a moment, hearts pounding, their eyes met.

Tension broken, they laughed, adrenaline rush inside them turning happy rather than frightened.

"That was rather silly of us," Starfire commented.

"It was a good scare," Robin countered, peeking out through the gap to check and confirm that, yes, they were in another harrowing chase scene now. "My heart's still racing."

She nudged him in the shoulder. "Are you sure that is not due to the pleasant company you are keeping?" she asked with a cheeky wink.

He laughed shortly, blushing and ducking his eyes. "Company is nice," he mumbled. He reached over and set a hand on her waist, tugging her closer.

She happily snuggled into him, leaning her head against his ear.

They sat there in contentment for a moment, before Robin lifted the edge of the blanket, sneaking his hand for the popcorn bowl. "So what's the assessment so far? Does Darsha Williams deliver?" He was vaguely familiar with the actress from some of Starfire's other favorite movies; she usually played much whackier than the role she'd been cast in now.

Starfire hummed thoughtfully. "Her expressions are a little bit exaggerated," she decided, "but she does appear to have the range. I was not sure I would believe her performance but she is making for a very credible Final Girl."

Robin popped a few kernels into his mouth, both of them lingering under the cover of the blanket, choosing to talk for a moment instead of watch. "They've definitely cleaned up the camerawork," he said. "Shakeycam in the original was a bit hard to parse sometimes."

"And I believe the monster may have a new leitmotif."

He sidled a look at her. "Since when do you know about musical leitmotifs?" he teased.

It was her turn to look away bashfully. "I have been doing the binging of videos on YouTube." Her own hand darted out from under the blanket to capture a handful of popcorn. "Tamaranian musical composition has some things surprisingly in common with specific genres and styles of Earth music."

"Remind me to let you take me down that rabbit hole sometime." He drew up the blanket corner on his side, checking the movie. "Okay, I think the chase is over now, we good?"

She nodded. "We are good."

He stretched the blanket back over their heads to uncover them, sliding his hand comfortably into hers, entwining fingers. He pressed a kiss into her hair and then settled in again, their sides flush against each other's as they returned to their viewing.