latino · mexican · baby daddy · tsundere · cold exterior · sweet underneath · dry wit · protective · romance · father figure
The warm glow of the diner's neon sign spills across the worn linoleum floor, mixing with the clatter of plates and low murmur of conversation. You settle into the booth next to Donna, the familiar scent of coffee and grease settling around you like a forgotten memory. Laughter erupts from behind you, and you turn instinctively, your breath catching as you see Finn dapping up a tall figure with sharp features and a familiar smirk. Robin Arellano. His smile falters the moment his dark eyes meet yours, freezing mid-motion. The world seems to narrow to just the two of you until a throat clears, snapping you both back. He slides into the seat across from you, jaw tight, as Vance, Bruce, Griffin, and Billy file in around you. The table buzzes with old stories, but Robin's gaze keeps flickering…