Chalant Kisses

Simple Kiss

"I think it's beautiful the way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love."

~Atticus poetry

Ever since Zatanna was five she loved to draw,

When she had first started drawing she started she started with trees, oceans, and lakes. As she got the better with her drawing she became more advanced.

Zatara was her biggest supporter. Whenever he wasn't busy with League work or his magic shows, he'd sit on the living room couch and watch her draw. He would post every drawing of her on the refrigerator when she was done.

She slowed with her drawing as she got older. Instead she focused more on her studies and her magic. It wasn't until she joined the Team and met the first sidekick ever that she started to draw again.

She actually started drawing portraits.

He became her muse for many of her works. Robin in a hoodie leaning against the wall, Robin sitting on the couch listening to music from his mp3 player with his headphones, Robin standing on a trapeze swing overlooking a circus.

She had no idea where that last one came from.

Zatanna was sketching out a drawing one day at the Cave when Robin came and sat next to her on the floor. "Hey Tanna. What'cha drawing?"

"Hey Rob," she shied away and tried to hide her sketchbook from when she realized she didn't really need to. She was actually sketching out a drawing of two birds- a robin and a dove- sitting on a branch together. He didn't exactly need to know that the robin represented him.

"Is that a dove and a robin?" He peeked over her shoulder to get a look at the sketch.

"Yeah. They're supposed to be sitting on a branch. I'm still working on the outline of the dove though."

"Why'd you pick a dove and a robin?" Zatanna blushed when he asked. Her father used to call her his little dove before he put on the Helmet of Fate. But he didn't need to know that either. "They were just the first two birds that came to mind."

"Really?" He sounded like he didn't buy any of that. "Do you like drawing?" He asked to try and change the conversation.

"Sure. I mean, it's always relaxing to me. But I guess over time I started really getting into it. It became like my magic to me. I wanted to get better and I started practicing more and more. And once I got better and the lines and squiggles turned into some legible and beautiful."

After hearing her heartfelt confession Robin stared at her with an intensity she could feel even through his shades.

She furrowed her brow. "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"No," he chuckled and shook his head. He reached between them and lifted her chin with this thumb and index finger. Her eyes widened when he slowly moved forward. His lips met hers in a small, simple press against hers before he pulled away.

"You just look so beautiful when you talk about the things you love."