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CHAPTER EIGHT

Robin

My brain ached like no tommorrow. I don't even remember anything after dinner. When I woke up this morning, I was on my back with no shirt sprawled across my bed.

I sat up, glancing around, trying to take in my surroundings as my heartbeat pounded in my ears. I groaned and stumbled into the kitchen, where I believe I snapped at (Y/n). I didn't mean to. Everything annoyed me at the time.

Then, I remember passing out on the couch with my breakfast on the floor next to me. That was it. No memories of last night, or anything. Well, except my head being in a toilet bowl. I sighed, rubbing my temples and turning off the tv, just as the elevator dinged and (Y/n) rushed in muttering and growling before she disappeared down the hall. I watched until I was for sure she was gone before turning to Yuki, who stood there staring at me.

"What's her problem?" I ask. She shrugged, shifting her weight on her other leg. There was a small strained silence before she walked around the couch and plopped down on the end of it,"Well, do you have any idea what happened to me last night?" She tensed and straightened her back.

"Nope."

I raised an eyebrow,"Are you sure?"

"Shouldn't you be, I don't know, bossing around the team or something? Filing paperwork?" She snapped, and turned to stare out of the window. I blinked a couple of times, regaining my composure.

"What the team does beyond fighting crime is none of my business. And I don't file paperwork." I countered, only earning a scoff. Jeez, was it everyone's period today or something?"Well, clearly you know something."

"Will you drop it?" She snarled.

"No, I will not. Usually youre bouncing off the walls like Starfire or (Y/n)—"

"Oh so I have to act like them now?"

"No! Im not saying that!" I shook my head,"I just.. seeing you upset is unusual. You're usually so happy and funny and sweet. You're always smiling that cute little smile. It just doesn't make sense. I don't know what I did, but I wanna fix it. But, I can't fix it if you wont talk to me." She turned to me, faced twisted into a frown,"What's wrong, Yuki?" She then slid closer to me and cupped my face before kissing me.

It all happened so fast—all lips and tongue and sweet cherry-scented—I didn't get a chance to properly kiss her back. She sank back to the other side of the couch,"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I swear!"

I was speechless. Well, not in a good way, but not bad either. I didn't understand anything anymore. The understanding of our friendship, washed down the drain just like that. It took me a moment to gather myself, and when I did, tears were rolling down her crimson cheeks,"I just.. you sounded so nice when you talk about me and I.. I guess it was the heat of the moment and.."

"Do you like me?" I query. She nodded slowly, sniffling and wiping her tears furiously with the back of her hand,"And.. you do realize I like Starfire.. and that I wouldn't choose anyone over her." She nodded again solemly.

"I don't know why I tried. I guess.. seeing (Y/n) so happy with Gar.. maybe I could be happy too." I put a hand on her shoulder, and she looked down in pure humiliation.

"Oh, Yuki, no. Im just the wrong guy for you." I told her. She shook her head, pushing my hand off.

"No. Im the wrong girl for you. Starfire is obviously prettier and.. and she has superpowers. Who wouldn't like her?" I had nothing else to say to her. I opened my mouth, but no comforting words would come out. Why did I like Starfire? For her personality? Her beauty? Her innocence? I didn't even know that anymore,"Anyway, I have to go find out what's wrong with (Y/n)." She stood up, but I abruptly grabbed her wrist. 

"No wait. I'll go." I said. She furrowed her eyebrows, angry. She snatched away her wrist.

"I knew it. It's not just Starfire." Yuki then raced into the elevator, sobbing once again, and the doors shut on her. What? 

I shook my head, deciding to go after her later, and started down the hall to (Y/n)'s guest room. The door was closed, and probably locked, so I knocked.

"Go away." A gruff voice replied.

"(Y/n)? It's me, Robin. Can we talk?" There was a long pause, before she hissed.

"I don't have anything to say to the likes of you." I winced.

"Oh come on! What the hell did I do to you two?! At least let me know so I can come up with a proper apology!" I banged my head against the door, which was a dumb idea considering I still had a headache. The door suddenly slid open, and I stumbled to catch my balance. (Y/n) stood before me, eyes blood red, and hair a complete mess. I've never seen her looking worse.

"You uh.. I see you've gone for the caveman look with your hair." I joked. She growled, about to slam the door, when I caught it with my hand,"No, I'm sorry. That was wrong. Can I come in?"

"No." She spat.

"Then can you come out?"

"No."

I sighed,"Fine. What has got you so upset?"

"Why do you care?" She squinted her eyes.

"Because youre my friend." I raises my arms to hug her, and she flinched, drawing back. I lowered my arms,"Can you please explain to me what's wrong?"

She leaned on the door,"My mom is pregnant, and letting my abusive father back into her home, my baby sister is approving of it, a demon girl is supposed to grant me powers so I can support a superhero team, my boyfriend is in a coma for three months now and hmm.. what's left..?" She tapped her chin,"Oh! That's right. You jumped me at three a.m. Does that answer your question, birdie?" She was about to shut the door again, when I slid in, despite her beating on my chest, and shut the door behind me,"Let me out of here, Robin." She sneered.

"Look, I-I may not be able to help with that other stuff but.. I jumped you?"

"Yes!" She exclaimed,"Now let me out!"

"That must've been what I can't rememebr from last night.." I muttered to myself.

"Oh great job, you want a cookie?" She spat,"Let me out of here!" She slammed her fist into my chest, and I have to say, it really hurt. I grabbed her wrists, and she twisted in my grasp.

"(Y/n), look! I'm sorry!" She kept restraining,"I didn't mean to I just.. I was under the influence and I—"

"Is that you boys' excuse for everything?!" She screamed. I froze,"That's your damn excuse for every single problem you create! 'Oh, Im sorry, I was drunk off my ass. I cant remember a thing! Doy!'" She stopped twisting her wrists and sighed heavily, like she was tired.

"(Y/n), I really am sorry. You know I love Starfire." She chuckled darkly, almost as if she were giving up on everything.

"No, sorry wont cut it. I let my ex get away with fucking the sluttiest girl in highschool because he was drunk. I let Tyler get away with jumping me on a washing machine because he was drunk. No, not this time. This time, saying sorry will just be putting a bandaid on a shattered window. You're going to have to apologize some other way."

I frowned.

"It's funny." She whispered,"I keep letting people in my life, thinking they'll make other people's problems better. But, they end up disappointing me and creating even more problems. Thats fucked up, right?" Her laughter died to soft, almost silent, sobs, and I could do nothing but watch.

"Can I hug you?" I ask.

She looked up at me with her tear stained eyes and forced a smile,"Define hug."

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ooF There goes another. Pretty sad too. Yes, I am getting back to switching perspectives.

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