While falling asleep curled up with Beast Boy was one of life's greatest pleasures in Raven's eyes, being incredibly thirsty precluded her from truly indulging herself. The only problem was that the refrigerator was a great journey away and she was far too comfortable to take the first of one thousand steps. Beast Boy smelled far too nice and his body was far too warm to relent. In an attempt to goad him into doing her dirty work, she nudged him slightly to wake him. He quietly groaned as he acclimated to the real world.
"Can you get me something to drink?"
Beast Boy gave a tiny smile. "Thirsty, but too tired." He groggily croaked out.
Letting out a mild sigh, Raven forced herself up. Sleep, and, more importantly, comfortable sleep, would be impossible in this state. "It was worth a shot," She remarked as she made her way to the door. "Do you want something to drink? Actually, no, you don't get anything. If you're just gonna sit there like a limp noodle who's too tired to get me a drink, then you don't get anything."
Having retrieved her loot, Raven placed her bounty on Beast Boy's cabinet before nestling back into her favorite place on Earth. He let out a small gasp at the sight.
"You got me a drink" He was certainly awake now, Raven noticed. As a show of gratitude, he brought her face to meet his and delicately grazed her lips, something Raven couldn't help but allow. His mouth was far too soft.
"That's why you're the best."
"Because I get you drinks?"
"Yep. I said to myself: 'wow, this beautiful, intelligent, hilariously snarky girl will also get me drinks when I'm tired'. That's what made me fall in love with you in the first place." Raven laughed as Beast Boy pulled her closer. He was, she ultimately conceded, pretty funny.