Robin x Vlad Oneshots (Young Dracula)

Mood swings

Unconnected Short Stories
falsteloj
Ao3
205 words

"There's no point trying to reason with you when you're like this," Robin scolded, not looking up from the screen, thumbs pummelling viciously at the plastic controller.

Vlad scowled in response, narrowing his eyes and making a show of huffing as he settled back against Robin's headboard – not that Robin could see him – and said, "When I'm like what?"

"Like this," Robin told him distractedly, swaying slightly as the car on screen swerved. He elaborated, "In a mood."

"I am not in a mood," Vlad muttered bitterly.

Robin threw the pad down in disgust, 'Game Over' flashing brightly across the screen, and scooted back to sit next to Vlad. "Happy now?" He raised an eyebrow at the sulky expression on Vlad's face. "Come on, cheer up, you have my undivided attention."

Vlad shrugged, but otherwise didn't answer. He just about restrained himself from folding his arms across his chest; he didn't want to give Robin any more ammunition.

"You sulk more than anyone I know," Robin went on solemnly. "Even Chloe. But," he squirmed around until he was lying on his stomach, chin resting in his hands, "You're lucky."

Vlad looked at him sharply and Robin grinned.

"It suits you!"