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Robin's head ached as he slowly stood up from the strangley welcoming place, wondering where he was, he turned to look in every direction for a clue of what could possibly be and to what was happening to him.

He turned to the door with a worried expression, what is he was being held hostage? What if he was in trouble by police? He doubted though since as much as he had a horrifick headache that hurt like crazy, if he was captured than he would've been hurt in alot more places then just his head, plus it was all bandeged up anyways so it wasn't likley he was hurt by anyone, so otherwise so then that was cleared.

Robin slowly opened the door trying his best not to make a sound in order to not alert anybody as he slowly slithered past the halls and turned to the kichen that was linked to the living room, or well it in fact was as he saw something rather shocking, it was a tall dude with proper bright red hair cooking something, and only one person had a hair like that.

"Harry..?" Robin spoke softly as the guy turned to face him with the pan still in his hands "Yup" Harry replied smiling back towards him before placing the pan back down on the stove to switch it off so he could properly have a small conversation with Robin.

"How do you feel?" Harry asked before Robin ran over and hugged him tightly as he slowly started crying "I'm really sorry Robin but what on earth happened? Before you passed out and hit your head?" Harry said while hugging him back "I-I don't know I just remember feeling like my whole insides hurt and then I just stood up to find something to drink and then I just passed out cold" Robin sniffled "don't worry I got all of you're hospital bills done and you can stay here for as long as you want", "but wasn't it expensive as fuck?" Robin asked slowly backing away to properly face Harry " the hospital bills or?", "The hospital bills" Robin nodded "Yes it was a couple of hundreds" Harry chuckled "but I'd rather spend most of my saving then watch you suffer".

"But don't you hate me?" Robin said with abit of guilt "it wasn't hate I just um, don't know what I felt," Harry spoke "but I could've never hated you even when you were rather annoying sometimes" Robin chuckled at the response and looked back at Harry blushing slighty "so.. you up for pancakes?" Harry asked slipping the pancakes from the pan into two seprate plates "sure I'd love to" Robin smiled while heading over to the table to sit down as Harry came with the two plates in his hands handing one over to Robin.

Harry slipped Robin some cuttlery and sat down on the other side as Robin grabbed his knife and fork and cut his pancakes into small slices and dug in while smiling "do you like it?" Harry asked with a smile as Robin chuckled "yes I do like it, though I never knew you could cook?" Robin replied as Harry smiled widly "I learned it while I was here but I think I should probably teach you since the cooking you made back... 'there' was terrible" both chuckled at the response "I know I know but atleast I tried?" He spoke while grinning  "welp I think after this you should definitley rest since I pressume your head still hurts" Harry said as Robin stared in quite shock.

"Wow since when were you a docter? Or is there something your not telling me?" Robin smiled as he continue to dug in "nah the docters said it was an after side effect so I decided to make you something nice and you did often like pancakes, even if they tasted horrible" Harry chuckled as Robin finished up and just decided to take Harry's advice and headed straight to the bed as he looked up at the plain white ceiling to just have a quick thought when he started blushing at the realisation that he was wearing Harry's large T-shirt and some shorts abit large for him.