The Forbidden Ship

SQ Prompt: Robin

Hermione just stared as the silence stretched between them, Tom jumping into an exaggerated "tada!" stance, arms wide. Across one of his arms lay that offending yellow, red and green costume. Of course, he was wearing the Christopher Nolan version, not the 1960s one, unlike what he'd picked out for her. 

"You lost the bet," that smooth voice taunted.

She had expected all sorts of demeaning or overly sexy outfits, was frankly rather surprised he hadn't picked a full on BDSM Master/slave outfit, but this ... this was worse. So much worse. 

What was it with men (scratch that), white men and Batman? 

Red flag territory she’d always called it. And he bloody well knew that. Behind that ridiculous mask, she saw the obnoxious twinkle in his brown eyes. There was a distinct upward quirk of his lips. 

"You're an asshole, Riddle," she said, stomping towards him and grabbing the yellow cape and red and green onesie. 

"Don't you mean, 'holy asshole'?" he taunted after her retreating form. 

"Do shut up or I'll expose your alter ego to the world, Voldemort!" she yelled from the bedroom. 

"But I'm Batman!" 

Hermione groaned, dropping her head in her hand. 

It was going to be a long night.