First Touch

His Mark is Blue

One gloomy day, everyone was lazing around at the mountain. Artemis and M'gann were gossiping, Aqualad was reading, Conner was hovering around M'gann, and me and Wally were playing video games. It was actually a quiet day and it was quite nice. That was until Artemis opened her big mouth.

"Has any of you ever wondered who your soulmate could be and what your mark means?"

Me and Wally paused our game, looked at each other, then turned and stared at her.

Wally answered first, "no not really. Although there is this one girl named Linda Park in my class. Sometimes I think, 'it could be her.' But we're always butting heads that I instantly change my mind."

"Can I see your mark?" Asked M'gann, from behind her, "Artemis done showed me hers since people on Mars don't have these soulmate marks."

"Sure Megalicious," Wally says rolling up his arm sleeve up to his elbow. Right below his wrist was a blue handprint wrapped around his arm. Like the person was holding it.
I couldn't help but stare at the color.

"Why is it blue?" Artemis asks.

Wally glances at it, then back at her, "I don't know. No one in my family knows. But I think it could be my soulmates favorite color. Maybe some type of trait of their's. It's not so uncommon for some people to have different colored marks then everyone else's. But I guess it is rare." He smiles at the end while tracing his mark.

It was silent for a bit, before Artemis turned her eyes to the rest of the group. "Well, what about the rest of you?"

Superboy looks over at her, "I'm a clone. I don't have a mark."
He goes and sits at the end of the couch, I guess to pout or something.

Aqualad looks up from his book, "we do not have these marks as well. We simply have our lovers name somewhere on our body-"

"Lucky you," I mumbled, "at least you know who you can avoid."

"Avoid?" Conner spoke up from beside M'gann, "why would you want to avoid your soulmate?"

"Yea Robin? Come to think of it you avoid the whole soulmate subject everytime it's brought up. Where even is your mark. Or do you not have one?" Questioned Artemis with a glare.

I stutter over my words for a bit, not knowing what to say. And that never happens! "Of-f course I h-have a mark."

"Then where's it at?" Asked Artemis, drawing the entire teams attention. Even Aqualad put his book down in case he needed to intervene.

But before he could Wally done did, "leave him alone Artemis! If he doesn't want to tell you he doesn't have to. It's his own personal business."

"I'm just curious! It's not li-"

"It's on my face." I interrupted, just above a whisper. Everyone went silent.

"What?" M'gann whispers back.

"It's on my face. Right here," I say while pointing to my cheek where the mark should be.

"Where's it at?" Aqualad questions, an edge to his voice.

"I'm using concealer to cover it up. I didn't want anyone to know or question me... I was scared of what you all would think of me." I sniffle a bit, but caught myself.

They were judging me I could feel it. I knew they would, I shouldn't have told them.
I needed to leave. But I was frozen in place.
All eyes were on me and I couldn't take it anymore.

"So your soulmate will slap you?" Questions Artemis with pity in her voice.

No! I don't want her pity. I don't need it. I'm ok. I'll be ok.
I don't need this. I don't need anyone's pity!
I sprung up off the couch so fast that Flash would've been proud. Then took off down the hallway, ignoring the teams cry from behind me. I didn't care though. Nor did I care if anyone saw the tears streaming down my face.

I made it to my room in record time and slammed the door behind me. I go and lay down on my bed, putting my face in the pillow and sobbing. I was crying so loud that I didn't hear the rapid knocks on my door. Or the yelling. Nor did I notice my door opening.
But I did notice when my bed dipped in to an unknown weight.

I pull my face out of my pillow and see Wally sitting beside me. His hand hovering over my leg, but retracting away like he was scared to touch me. Now that I think about it, he's never really touched anyone. He acts like a clingy person, when in reality he was scared of physical contact just like me. I sniff a bit while sitting up, rubbing my eyes in the process underneath my glasses.

"You're gonna have marks on your face for laying on your glasses," he jokes, trying to lighten the mood. I chuckle a bit, but I'm soon back to frowning.

He sighs, "You didn't have to tell them," he starts, "Artemis had no right questioning you like that."

"But I wanted to... I just.. I just didn't think it would be so hard or affect me so much. They're pitying me. Over something I can't control!" I yell, getting up and going to my private bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

Wally gets up and starts banging on the door while yelling, "I talked to them about it Rob. They understand! The-"

"How can anyone understand Wally!?" I scream back. It was silent for a couple minutes before Wally spoke up again.

"Ok, that might not have been the best choice of words, but Rob they're not judging you or pitying you."

"Of course they are!" I yell through the door again before opening it up and stepping out. The concealer all gone, exposing my deep red mark on my left cheek. "Who's not going to pity me. My soulmate will SLAP me!"

"You don't know that," He tries to rationalize.

I scoff before looking away, tears streaming down my face. I hear a sigh and footsteps approach. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Wally was right in front of me.

"Robin look at me," he spoke with such gentleness, that I about did. "Robin please."

When I didn't give a response back he reaches up with his right hand, placing it on my left cheek. I freeze at the feeling that burst through me. The whole entire world lit up around me. A jolt went through me entire body, then burning at my mark.
It felt amazing...
I look at Wally wide eyed, while reaching my left hand up and grabbing his arm. Unknowingly to me, right on his mark. He gasps and his eyes widen.

We both stare at each other for a bit, before Wally reacted first. He reaches up with his left hand, pulling my glasses off in the process.
"Blue," he whispers, before chuckling. I smile back at his laugh, blushing a bit.

He reaches forward with his left hand and placing it on my hip. Yanking me with such force that I about fell on him. Soon I felt a soft pair of lips on mine. They tasted like cookies.
My eyes widen in shock, before slowly closing. My right hand wrapping around his neck and playing with a bit of his hair. He moans into the kiss a bit, causing me to giggle.

It was so gentle yet so passionate. My toes curled and I just held on tighter. Him following suit and pulling me closer. Neither of us letting go, almost like we were trying to communicate with one another. And we understood it just fine.

"I've been waiting for you."
"I know, but I was so scared."
"I know. It's all ok now Little Bird."