Pillow Fight | R.S.

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[Fluff]
In which you and Robin are teenagers <3

You and Robin had been dating for almost a year, and your sleepovers had become a special kind of ritual. Tonight was no different. The two of you had just finished watching your favorite movie, a rom-com that left you both in fits of giggles and warm, fuzzy feelings.

You stretched and yawned, feeling the late hour catching up with you. "Alright, time for bed—" you began, only to be cut off by a pillow hitting you square in the head.

"Are you fucking kidding me?," you asked with a fake gasp, blinking in surprise. "You know we can't go to bed without a proper pillow fight." Robin answered with a teasing smile.

You laughed, your eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, it is on!"

The battle began with a flurry of feathers and laughter. Pillows swung through the air, and the room echoed with your playful shrieks. You, determined to win, lunged at Robin, but she dodged and retaliated, sending you tumbling onto the bed.

"Gotcha!" Robin declared triumphantly, standing over you with a pillow raised high.

You looked up at her, breathless and smiling. "Oh yeah?" You challenged, reaching up and grabbing Robin's wrist, pulling her down onto the bed beside you. The two of you landed in a heap, still laughing, your faces close together.

Robin's laughter softened as she looked into your eyes, her smile turning tender. "You know, I don't think I could ever get tired of this," she murmured.

Your heart fluttered. "Me neither," you whispered back, brushing a stray lock of hair from Robin's face.

Your laughter faded into a comfortable silence as you gazed at the beautiful girl in front of you. You could feel the warmth of Robin's breath against your lips, and it made your heart race. Slowly, you leaned in, your lips meeting hers in a soft, sweet kiss.

It was a kiss filled with love and familiarity, yet it still sent shivers down your spine. You deepened the kiss, your hand finding its way to Robin's waist, pulling her closer. Robin responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in your hair.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were smiling, cheeks flushed. "I love you," Robin whispered, her voice full of affection.

Your heart soared. "I love you too," you replied, pressing a gentle kiss to Robin's forehead.

<3

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