(A/N)- *whispers*
RobStar wedding, RobStar wedding, RobStar wedding, RobStar weeeeeddiiiiiiinnnng! :D
Featuring a few of my headcanons and a reformed Blackfire. Takes place before "Stardust" and "Lost" of last year's prompts.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: This would be canon if I owned Teen Titans.
RobStar Week 2020, Day 6 - Wedding Bells
Argent made one last adjustment to the little jeweled tiara that crowned Starfire's veil and then stepped back in satisfaction.
"There we are," she declared. "Done!"
Starfire beamed widely, extending her arms to look herself over, pinching handfuls of the swishy satinesque white skirt and giving it little twirls.
"Ooh girl, Robin is just gonna faint!" Bumblebee crowed in approval, from her spot by the window.
She giggled in agreement.
The dress was perfect. Light white sequined lace all up her arms, dipping down across her collar in a subtle sweetheart neckline, ending at her waist where the billowing skirt began. She'd gone full Western traditional–for this ceremony at least–with all the something olds and something blues as part and parcel of her lovely ensemble.
She could hardly keep her feet on the ground, floating up a few inches off her strappy white heels.
Raven gave a smile as she took Starfire's wrist and gently tugged her back to earth. "How are you feeling?" she asked, for Starfire's sake as she could already feel the quivering joy and excitement rushing through the Tamaranian's body.
"I am… nervous?" Starfire replied. Her hands wrung together. "But also excited and also happy and… Oh Raven I cannot believe it is finally happening!" she gushed.
"Congratulations love," said Argent. "Truly."
There was a quiet click as the bedroom door closed, a hesitant figure slipping in.
"Do you have everything packed for when you leave for Tamaran tomorrow?" Blackfire asked, eyes anxious.
"I believe so…" Starfire mused, taking a quick look around the guest bedroom. "Oh!" she cried. "My favorite hairbrush!" she said, spotting it still on the vanity. "I will need that in the bag before we go."
Blackfire nodded. "I've got it," she promised.
She took a few steps in that direction and then paused, feet rooting, evasive eyes raising seriously, fixing on her sister.
"You look… absolutely beautiful, little sister," she said quietly.
Starfire's glow dimmed, her eyes softening a little. "Are you certain you will not attend the ceremony and wedding feast on Tamaran?" she asked.
Blackfire gave a wry, self-hating smile and shook her head. "I get the feeling our dear loyal subjects wouldn't be too happy to see me around," she said. She tried to shrug in a way that was casual and unaffected. "It's okay. Wildfire and I were planning to jet off around the Scarpia Cluster after everything anyway."
Starfire reached out, gently grasping her sister's hand with a sincere look. "For the record," she said, "you would have a place at my wedding, if you wished it."
The facade of indifference slipped off Blackfire's face, her eyes stinging, as she dropped her chin, mumbling a soft, "Thanks. But I don't think I'm quite… ready for that yet."
"Understood."
Starfire let go and stepped back, checking over her dress once again and looking around the room.
"Has anyone seen Silkie?" she asked.
"He was with Robin and the boys last I checked," Raven told her, finishing up with the clasp of her necklace and letting it drape over the collar of her bridesmaid's dress. She tilted her head up. "Speaking of…" she commented dryly, giving an amused smirk. "I should probably go check on him now."
Starfire giggled knowingly. "Is he doing the freaking out?" she queried.
"You know him," she drolled.
"Tell him if he ruins that tux I will absolutely 'ave his head," Argent grumbled, picking up the loose pieces of ribbon on the floor as she and Kole finished winding together the boutonnieres, handing one to Raven before the empath walked out the door.
-TT-
Robin paced agitatedly back and forth, wringing out the hems of his sleeves.
"Flowers on the altarpiece?" he asked Cyborg.
"Yep."
"And you've got the music all queued up?"
Cyborg looked vaguely offended at that. "You would dare doubt me?" he said.
Robin's face pinched. "Cyborg…" he groaned.
"I've got it, Rob," Cyborg reassured him. "Pachelbell's Canon in D for the processional, Mendelsson for the recessional, all your favorite love songs as pre-ceremony mood music."
Robin nodded stiffly, his hands coming up, wringing in his hair. "Three hours for the reception," he recited to himself, under his breath. "Two more to finish packing for Tamaran…"
"Dude, would you just relax," Beast Boy complained, watching from his perch on Robin's bed, curled up indian-style with his chin pillowed in his hands. "You're gonna give yourself a heart attack." He straightened up, a sudden look of concern in his eyes. "Have you even eaten anything yet?"
Robin shook his head. "Can't. Too nervous."
"No way are you skipping breakfast, you're gonna faint at the wedding for sure!" the changeling declared, leaping up from the bed.
He nearly bumped into Raven on his quest to find Robin some food.
"Pardon me!" he squeaked, darting around her.
Raven let him pass her, then stepped into the room, crossing to Robin, who already had an apologetic look on his face.
"Sorry," he said, forcing himself to quit pacing and face her. "I'm projecting aren't I?"
"Loudly," Raven confirmed, reaching up to pin his boutonniere in place. "What's got you so worked up anyway? I thought you'd be happier about marrying Starfire."
He sighed, raking a hand up through his bangs. "I am, I am, I promise I'm just–" He fixed her with a serious look. "You know just how many things can go wrong at one wedding?" he asked. "And we had the stupid idea to have two." He pressed his heels into his eyes, groaning. "And there's a whole host of traditions and rules to remember when we get to Tamaran and I keep thinking I'm just going to embarrass her in front of her court and her people and–"
"Robin," Raven interrupted sternly. She grabbed hold of one his wrists, pulling it down from his face. "Listen to me: It doesn't matter if you do or don't mess something up, if something does or doesn't go wrong," she told him. "If at the end of the day you wind up married, then the wedding is a success. Please relax," she ordered, siphoning off some of his anxiety with her powers.
Robin blinked, slightly in a daze for a moment before the tension eased out of his shoulders. "Ngl," he complained. "Warn me next time you're going to do that."
"You'll thank me later," she droned, grabbing up his jacket from where it hung on the chair and handing it over to him.
-TT-
Pleasant sunlight streamed down on their heads as the Titans fluttered excitedly around the Manor's garden in anticipation. Two other teams had managed to make it for the ceremony on Earth—Titans East and Titans Oceanic, mostly, plus one Kid Flash and of course Blackfire and Wildfire. The rest would be joining them for the wedding on Tamaran, an affair that promised to be even more grandiose and magnificent.
For now, Robin was content to celebrate with his mentor and father figure and his closest friends, in the backyard of his childhood home.
A wind lifted the pale ribbon streamers, and flower petals from the blossoming trees drifted lazily on it. He tramped his feet anxiously, waiting for Speedy's signal that things were ready and the wedding could proceed.
Finally, spotting the archer from across the way, Robin straightened to attention. Speedy was giving the thumbs up. Bruce was squeezing his shoulder comfortingly.
Everything was ready.
He was going to get married.
Robin couldn't stop the prickles of energy coursing through him, igniting his heart. He could barely hear the lilting strings of the Canon as he watched Argent and Kole and Bumblee and Raven float down the aisle on the arms of their attendants.
There was a pause as the Titans scrambled to rise to their feet.
And then there she was.
She practically glowed joy, the way she moved down the aisle making it clear that she couldn't keep from floating. Cyborg looked like was having a bit of trouble holding onto her, in fact, as he walked her down the aisle, but the big grin on his face told Robin that he didn't mind in the least.
Robin could feel his own grin cracking the edges of his jaw. He must've looked so stupidly happy.
Starfire giggled as she came within range, descending lightly to her feet and standing there with the sunlight caught in her red hair, a perfect picture of bridal bliss.
Robin felt so dizzyingly glad to see her that he got physically dizzy for a moment, tilting back on his feet.
Beast Boy caught him before he wobbled too much, pushing him back upright.
"Told you you needed eat something," he muttered.
The pastor behind them at the altar cleared his throat, raising his book of devotional readings as the music faded out.
"Our beloved friends and family, we are gathered here today…"
The bride and groom couldn't take their eyes and smiles away from each other the whole time.