Robin plays along

Once home, Robin sighed and tried to think of something to say. He didn't want to do this but John was still looking really off. He was afraid of what might happen if he just ignored him.

“I'm sorry, John. I'm just worried about that Bloodstone guy. I hope he is okay...are you okay?” He said, really hoping that he was okay in hopes that maybe he could fix this.

“I'm okay, Robin,” John said distantly

“I hope so. Maybe you should to head to bed, maybe you'll feel better in the morning,” he suggested.

John still looked distant so Robin took a breath and walked over to him and hugged him. Robin was really worried but the hug seemed to wake John up from his stupor.

"Goodnight, John," he told him.

“Goodnight, Robin,” John said touching Robin's chin, lifting her head to look at her.

Robin screamed in his head as John leaned down and pressed his lips to his own. They kissed gently and Robin tried with all his might not to run away. Instead, he stood there and tried to return the kiss until he couldn't stand it any longer. He pulled away to see John's bright smile.

"At leased someone is happy," Robin thought.

He turned away and did his best not to sprint to his room. Sleep was hard to get as he couldn't stop thinking of their kisses.

“...so gross.”