Little stories of love and joy.

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Chapter 1: A Fractured Bond

Robin and Raven had been dating for several months, their connection growing stronger with each passing day. However, their relationship faced a new challenge when Robin received an urgent message from Bruce Wayne, his adoptive father and mentor. It was a summons that Robin couldn't ignore, even if it meant leaving Raven behind.

Reluctantly, Robin left for Wayne Manor, unaware of the storm that awaited him. As he entered the grand estate, he was greeted by Bruce's stern voice echoing through the halls. Bruce's words were sharp, filled with disappointment and frustration. He criticized Robin's every move, tearing down his confidence piece by piece.

Meanwhile, Raven, who possessed a deep emotional bond with Robin, felt his sadness and hurt from afar. Unable to bear his pain, she teleported to Wayne Manor, determined to support him. She found Robin in the midst of a heated argument with Bruce, his exhaustion evident in his weary eyes.

Bruce had been sending Robin on dangerous missions every night, pushing him to his limits and running him into the ground. Robin had been working tirelessly, sacrificing his own well-being for the sake of Bruce's expectations. The weight of his responsibilities had taken a toll on him, both physically and emotionally.

As the tension in the room escalated, Bruce suddenly realized the extent of his mistake. He saw the toll it had taken on Robin, and the hurt in his eyes pierced his heart. Bruce's stern facade crumbled, replaced by a deep sense of remorse.

In the following days, Robin, Raven, and Alfred, Bruce's loyal butler, found solace in each other's company. Alfred had taken a week off work to provide support, and upon his return, they gathered for a much-needed dinner. Before sitting down, they washed their hands, a simple act that symbolized cleansing away the pain and starting anew.

Robin, feeling a sense of vulnerability, removed his gloves, revealing the scars and calloused hands that bore witness to his battles. Raven, her concern growing, asked him to remove his mask. With a mix of hesitation and trust, Robin obeyed, revealing a jagged cut on his face and dark circles under his sea blue eyes.

The room fell silent as everyone took in the sight before them. Alfred's eyes filled with tears, his heart aching for the young man who had become like a son to him. Raven's gaze held a mixture of love and worry, her heart breaking at the sight of Robin's pain.

As they sat down to dinner, the atmosphere was heavy with unspoken emotions. Robin explained how each wound had been acquired, recounting the battles he had fought in the name of justice. His voice trembled with a mix of pride and weariness, his vulnerability laid bare for all to see.

Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Robin excused himself from the table, seeking solace outside the room. Raven, her concern overpowering her, followed him and found him sitting on the floor, his hands carefully wrapping a bandage over his tender, bruised ribs.

Their eyes met, and in that moment, words were unnecessary. Raven's touch was gentle as she helped him secure the bandage, her presence a soothing balm to his wounded soul. They sat there, silently comforting each other, their unspoken bond stronger than ever.

Inside the dining room, Alfred's eyes welled up with tears as he witnessed the depth of their connection. He knew that in each other, Robin and Raven had found solace, strength, and love. And as they returned to the table, their hearts intertwined, the wounds of the past began to heal, paving the way for a brighter future.