Raven stirred the bath salt into the hot water before sliding into the tub. The only light there was come from the moon and the candle that she lit and left on the toilet seat. The water wasn't as warm as she liked, but she was too lazy to run it warmer. She felt the muscles in her back relax and she sighed. There was too much going on. She hid the letter she had received from her mother. Arella was ill. They thought she had a bad case of pneumonia, but it could be worse than they thought. Raven erased the thought quickly from her mind and dipped her head under the water. When she came up she moved her shoulder length hair out of her face. She came here to relax.
About thirty minutes passed by and Raven was still soaking. The water was starting to cool but the candle was making the room smell warm with almond. Raven slid under the water one last time to wet her hair and get the remaining conditioner out. She held her breath for a few seconds until four sets of red eyes flashed in her mind and she quickly came up gasping for air. It had been about three years since she had gotten rid of Trigon. She knew he was gone, but she still had night terrors. It was getting ridiculous. Raven had always passed it off as a form of post-traumatic stress. It was another one of her secrets. Raven cursed under her breath and stood up before pulling the drain in the bathtub. The room had gotten cold since it was the middle of autumn and winter was close. She didn't think it would have gotten cold enough for heat.
She finally got dressed and went into her bedroom. She ran her brush through her hair. Raven wanted to go to bed, but after the episode in the bath, she was wide awake. Beastboy and Cyborg were still up playing video games. She could go in and watch but she didn't want anyone asking questions about the disturbed look on her face. Raven found a comfortable spot on her bed and dozed off. It wasn't long before her night terrors started. She woke up screaming and hearing her name.
"Raven. Raven. RAVEN!"
Her eyes snapped open. She was panting and was covered in cold sweat and what she thought was tears. Beastboy was standing in her doorway. She was confused before she remembered she had finally trusted him enough to give her the pass code to her room.
"You ok, momma?" Beastboy asked. He looked tired and worried. His voice had gotten deeper the past few years and was gravely from lack of sleep.
"Just a bad dream, sorry," Raven apologized. She moved the hair that was stuck to her forehead from the sweat. It was a nervous habit. Beastboy shut the door behind them so no one would hear the conversation.
"Don't be, everyone has them," he told her. It finally hit Raven that he wasn't wearing a shirt. She gave him a puzzled look.
"What happened to your shirt?" she asked him.
"I was getting ready for bed and then remembered Cy left the pizza out. I went to put it in the fridge and when I came back, I heard you screaming. But do you like what you see?" Beastboy gave her a cheesy grin and flexed his muscles. He even winked at her. Raven wasn't amused.
"So what, it's puberty," Raven said dryly. "And don't mention this to the others."
"You know I won't, Rae," he said as his face went back to a worried look. She felt his emerald green eyes staring at her, trying to figure her out. Beastboy made himself to her bed and sat down. Raven felt comfortable enough to lie back on her pillows. "Do you want to talk about it?" Beastboy finally asked. Raven shook her head. His expression softened.
"I just don't want to be alone," Raven admitted. Beastboy moved into the bed and lay next to her but gave her enough personal space. Her bed was big enough and she had gotten more comfortable with being close to him.
He gave her another playful, toothy grin. "You should of said something, momma."
Raven turned on her side to face him while he remained on his back. There was about a four inch gap in between the two. Beastboy was still in arms reach though.
"Just shut up and go to sleep," she mumbled after Beastboy pulled the covers over both of them.