A/N: I should probably post something less cracky for my first story but, you know, whatever.

Based off the YJ comic where Talia and Bruce make out.

"Bruce?" Batman's face twisted into a scowl at the unabashed amusement in his protege's voice. He heaved a sigh, rubbing his fingers into his temples as he sat upon the rooftops in Gotham City.

"What, Robin. And you know we use aliases in the field."

"Alfred says not to get lipstick on the cowl," Robin sniggered, and Batman wondered why the hell he dealt with this absurdity. "…I'm busy, Robin."

"Busy with, I don't know, Talia? Ohhh!" Robin burst out into cackling laughter and Batman resisted the urge to fling himself off the roof. He shut the comm off with a growl of annoyance and no, he was not blushing.