Robin didn’t have much in life, he wasn’t one of those bright men who live on Beverly Hills—but he had you, at least. He always adored you, not even for any specific reason.

It’s just you.

“uhh huh..”

his mouth is gaped and eyes are droopy yet focused as he nods, to be honest he has no clue what you’re going on about.

You could probably tell that tho, he’s a bit distracted.

Every part of you he looks at, every detail as small as you scrunching your nose when you talk makes him gush into a melt.

What are you doing to this boy?

he’s tired, if that part wasn’t obvious. And your voice isn’t really helping much, in fact it’s—overly soothing

But he’s definitely not complaining.