Not Meant For Me
Teen Titans Fanfiction
WARNING: I suggest you read the description below before continuing on. That way you know what you're getting into. You've been warned.
It started out... Almost innocently. Robin trudged down the hallway, tired and worn out from a midnight patrol. He got to his door and stared for a moment before remembering it wouldn't open automatically, after a certain hour. He put his hand on a sensor, and it recognized his gloved palm and fingers. The door opened and he shuffled in, not bothering to close it behind him. He flopped onto the bed face down and started to drift off.
Jericho was walking through the halls, toward the kitchen. He was fighting off more insomnia- again. He spotted an opened door ahead of him and was confused as to why it was open. He went to it and looked inside, seeing Robin. He was falling asleep, fully clothed, and half falling off. This wouldn't do. Jericho's nature refused to let him walk away and leave him like that. He entered
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