A/N: So on I was asked to do a role play story involving Raven getting sick and Beast Boy being the one helping her. LayLunna chose to be Raven, her script is the bold. While I was asked to be Beast Boy, mine is the normal script. Enjoy!
Raven felt odd as she walked down the hall towards the kitchen. She had a long tshirt on leaving her uniform in her dark room. Tea, she needed tea. She found her her way to the kettle, that was when she felt the darkness claim her. Her body falling to the floor as her body was overtaken by the fever.
Beast Boy bolted awake from his bed, sweat pouring down his face. His animal instincts gnawed on his psyche making him kick off his sheets and exit his room faster than Kid Flash. He rounded the corner of the common room and opened the door. Looking around he saw a small light over the stove was on but nothing else seemed out of sorts. Unable to shake the feeling he moved down the stairs his eyes searching for something, anything that told him the reason for his awful feeling. He reached the bottom step and that is when the soft smell of lavender hit his nose. His heart began to hammer as he stepped on to the linoleum floor. The dark haired beauty lay on the floor while bits of shatter glass were scattered across the floor.
"Oh my God, Raven?!" He exclaimed moving towards her frail body he gingerly moved a piece of her plum hair away from her face. A small whine escaped his chest as he softly cupped her cheek. "Rae? What happened to you?" Her skin was hot to the touch and instantly Beast Boy had a hunch of what was going on. Standing he fetched a dish cloth, rinsing it in ice cold water, he returned to her side and pressed the cold cloth to her fevering forehead.
"Raven?" He asked again hoping to wake the dark one.
Raven whimper, it was soft and fragile sounding. She stired a bit, her skin was clammy. She was shaking slightly, the fever wracking her body. Her eyes opened slightly as she looked up at him. Her eye fluttered closed again. "Beast boy?" Her voice was shook more then her body. "I'm so cold. " she shifted her long legs trying to pull them closer to herself.His face bore complete concern as his thin eyebrow drew in, puckering his forehead. "I think you're sick." He offered stating the obvious. A small sigh escaped her mouth, as a frown pressed his lips as he scooted closer to her shivering body. "Come on lets get you off the kitchen floor." He moved his arm out ready to pick her up bridal style. She seemed to stiffen at his movements and he gave her a small smile. "Trust me." He breathed.
Raven nodded, her lips quivering. She fought to keep her eyes open. She leaned into him as he lifted her from the floor. She slowly tugged her shirt down. "Thank you. " She put her head on his shoulder. She wasn't sure she'd ever been sick before. She closed her bright violet eyes. His scent was comforting, she took a deep breath. Her body wasn't trembling as bad, she was enjoying his body heat.Beast Boy instantly stiffen as he felt her face bury into the crook of his neck. No doubt that she was sick, there wasn't a reason on earth she would do that normally. Taking in a deep breath he took account of just how small she was, small but fierce. It was truly frighting. Her warm breaths licked his skin, making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. It was a weird feeling but a enjoyable one. He licked his lip and took in the strong scent of her lavender shampoo, easing his scattering emotions. He moved slowly around the counter making sure not to knock anything off, or have the precious cargo hurt as well.
"I'm going to move you to the couch okay?" He whispered and advanced towards that area. She didn't answer and instead seemed to cuddle deeper into his chest. He couldn't figure out the right word for the feeling of her hot skin against his, the only thing he could think was how right this felt.
Her breath was starting to become more rhythmic as she kept her face hidden. She felt tiny, almost delicate. She felt so many emotions pouring of her friend's body and into hers that even if she hadn't been sick she'd be dizzy. Her small hand with long elegant finger rested on his chest, where every now and then she tapped along to the beat of his heart. She curled her fingers slightly trying to find a shirt to grab if he was wearing one. Her words shocked even herself. "Don't leave. ."She pulled against his black wife beater, wrinkling the fabric for what was sure to be forever. He finally made it to the couch as his knees softly hit the cushions. He was just about to set her petite body down when the sound of her voice hit his ears. "Don't leave." It was simple innocent request, but coming from her lips it sounded so strange. His breath caught in his throat as the realization of her words convulsed his body. He finally was able to find the strength to move and he gently sat her down on the couch. Without thought he placed his hand on the curve of her pale cheek and muttered a response to her shaky request.
"I won't."
Raven curled into a ball, before loosing herself once more to the fever. Heat was radiating of her soft pale skin. She was fighting to heal herself in her sleep but was finding herself to weak to do much good. It was going to be a long night, soon the nightmares hit. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't wake herself. Tears found their way from her eyes silently falling down her cheeks, then over her fever burnt lips. There were times she'd shake so bad that she'd nearly fall of the sofa. During those times soft nearly inaudible moan left her lips. She was vulnerable, a side of her she never let anyone see, and she had asked him to stay. Beast boy, who when they were younger had driven her insane, now brought her some comfort the others didn't. They were her family. Cy was the protective older brother, Star the dreamer sister, and Robin was the one to make everyone followed the rules. But he was special to her, even if she couldn't admit it to herself
Beast Boy awoke some time later confused and lost. Looking around his eyes adjusted to the dark as his brain processed and recalled his memories from just a hour earlier. He cocked his head to the side to see Raven curled into folds of the couch her body trembled. Slowly he lifted his body up to inspect her closer. She was curled into the inside of the couch her face nearly touching the black fabric. He had positioned himself near her head, before falling into a tossing turning sleep. Sighing he moved up to her, and noticed the tears that stain her perfect skin. Something pulled at his heart and he instantly knew that he had to help her.
"Rae?" He called out softly. His hand gripped her shoulder. "Raven. Wake up." Softly he shook her shoulder. His efforts were turning to be in vain, The Empath seemed to be knocked out cold. At least her subconscious part of her. Placing his hand on her cheek he almost retracted from the heat. She was burning up. "Raven." He spoke louder. Of course that animal inside of him began to rear his anxious head once more. He had to wake her up, get her something. Medicine, or help, something. A soft moan escaped her mouth and Beast Boy nearly fell of the couch in order to get closer to her. "Raven, please wake up." He pleaded. This time he left all gentle touch out and was now shaking her.
Finally the woman's red tear soaked eyes opened and she instantly launched herself forward. A soft scream left her mouth as she realized that she had finally awoken from the horrible nightmare. She grabbed a hold of his shirt and pulled him into her. She pulled herself into a sitting position using him, her chest moved rapidly with each breath. "I." She couldn't believe herself. "I need help. .." she looked up at him with pleading eyes, they were back to a deep violet."I need to get in the bathtub. ."she knew better than to try and stand on her own. Her skin was crawling with all the extra heat in her body. Her cheeks were red, she couldn't help but think how amazing his skin felt against her own. How many times had she dreamed of his arms around her. She shook her head, trying to clear those thoughts.
Raven clung to him, her breath coming in pants. She couldn't shake the images of the darkness pulling them all in. She swallowed roughly, "water." She needed, beef both, a drink, and a bath, she needed a lukewarm bath. She knew she needed to get her temperature down. Her voice had touches of fear hidden within its depths.
Beast Boy stared at Raven for a brief moment before he jumped off the couch. "I'll get you some water." He rushed to sink filling a glass full of cold water. Walking back to her she began speaking once more. He handed her the glass of water in time to hear her latest request. A bath. It seem to process into his ears and yet he couldn't think of what she was trying to say.
"You want a bath?" He questioned his voice shaking like a leaf. Those dark eyes pierced his skin, which cause goosebumps to flood up his legs. She simply nodded chucking the water down her parched throat. He probably stood there for a good five minutes before he realized something. His teammate, his very attractive woman teammate was asking him to...
"Bath?" He muttered gulping slightly. "Star-" He paused seeing a slight hurt in her eyes in that moment. His mouth hung open as he was faced with a choice. Turning his head slightly he began to nod agreeing with his thoughts. "Come on Rae, I'll help you." Then he offer out his green hand to her.
Raven smiled licking the last droplets of water from her lips. "I'm not asking you to bathe me. I need to get this fever to break. " She stood up slowly her legs wobbling under her own weight. She didn't dare try flying. She took his hand, for the first time seeing how small her own was in his. She took a step and leaned on him ever so slightly. "Don't worry I'll keep my clothes on. " she said thinking that she was the problem he was having.Beast Boy gave her a full smile, fang included and he found himself helping her by wrapping his arm around her tiny waist. Her soft t shirt brushed against his skin and he couldn't help, his smile from forming a into a small one as color rushed to his cheeks. "I just want you to be comfortable. I'll sit right next to you, or I can wait outside. I just want you to feel-" He paused as her head fell into the space between his arm and torso. "Safe with me." He finished, leading her out of the common room.
She didn't blame him, even healthy she was pale at best. Her mind was always clouded with the worst of herself. She didn't see the women she was with hourglass curves and skin as soft as silk. She was still tiny in size, this often made her feel like a child. "I do. . I trust you the most. " she knew she was giving up more then she ever would if she wasn't sick. Her own emotions ran wild, she was grateful she was so weak as nothing had exploded. Yet. Raven knew she wasn't a classic beauty, but she hoped bring mysterious got her some points. She'd grown out her hair, Star had told her men liked to play with women's hair when it was long. She still kept it in a tight low bun so no one really knew it was now longer but her. "Stay with me. ... I just. ... I don't want to be alone. " She was grateful to make it to the bathroom with him, resting on the closed lid of the toilet, she watched him lean over to turn on the water. She let her eyes wonder over his lean body. She was realizing then he'd grown up too. Years of training have him a well sculpted body. Again her thoughts were running wild, she was blaming the fever. That was it the fever, that's why she wanted to touch him. To feel him touch her. She walked over putting a hand on his shoulder she stepped into the luke-warm water. Letting a hiss out of her mouth as she shank into the cool water. It felt like ice in her flesh. She slid to the bottom of the tub leaning her head back she closed her eyes hopeful he hadn't seen the look of pain they held. Her t-shirt now clung to her curves leaving almost nothing to the imagination. She had filed out, and the wet fabric showed it was just about the only thing she was wearing. Aside from some tiny secondary piece that covered just what it needed to. She felt the muscles in her legs contact and feel like they were pulling from the very bones they helped move. She tried moving her legs, this only made it worse. She let her arm drape over the side of the tub, she fought the urge to reach for his hand. She was biting her bottom lip, trying to keep the moan in. It was one of both pleasure and pain. She'd never known water to feel so good. It was pulling the fever from deep within her. As her body was working to match the temperature of the water. She released her bottom lip from her teeth as she turned her head towards him.
If he had rolled over and gone back to sleep, would she still be passed out on the kitchen floor? Would have someone else found her? Like their fearless leader who always seemed to be there when she needed it the most. If he hadn't of woken her they would still be on the couch, tears cascading down her cheeks as she slept. His mouth twisted as he thought, watching the water swirl and rise. He was glad he had followed his instinct, listened to reason, the results were only in his favor. He was gaining that the thing he wanted the most from her.
Trust.
Noting that her eyes were still glued on him he turned his head and caught her. Her pale cheek were already ruddy in color but, with his soft smile he would swear they seemed to burn darker in that second. She rose from her seat, her hand searching for some sort of balance. Once again he was right by her side but this time, he found himself shying away from touching her. Her small hand gripped his taut muscle as she stepped into the tub. She let out a hiss that made his stomach clench. It was he could do not to dart forward and sweep her right out of the tub.
She sank into the tub and Beast Boy's eyes watched intently as the water absorbed into the thin fabric of her nightshirt. He watched her face as her eyes closed, but her mouth held that pained grimace. As if on purpose his eyes began to travel down her body. He fought with his thoughts as he stopped at her perfect features. Her chest fell evenly as she breathed. His mouth ran dry as his body too began to shift and tense. Maybe it was the water how it rippled and moved against her chest. A safe bet was the the t-shirt itself, it clung to her, leaving nothing unseen. A new thought broke into his mind and he suddenly wished that he could touch her. Feel those things that made his mind fuzzy and his pants tight.
After a moment he moved passed her peaked chest and down to those abs. Training had it benefits, and it was only helping her more, and making him more... hot. As he shuttered in place he came to the strong conclusion she would have been better off wearing nothing at all. His body would have had the same response as it was giving now. He took in deep breath begging for it to clear his adulterated thought. Sick or not she was an Empath and the last thing he wanted was her to know that he was harboring every want and need to just pull her out of the tub kiss every square inch of her flawless anatomy.
Lord how he wanted to. Taking his eyes off her he began to scold himself, he didn't need to be such a creeper. This was Raven he was helping. His teammate, his friend, his lo...
His eyes jumped as he saw her staring up at him. Leaning away from the bath he realized he was still standing. 'Super creeper.' He thought as he moved to the sink. He hopped up on the counter and leveled his gaze on to hers. "How are you doing?" he whispered concern masking his voice.
Raven was picking up something new in the air, was that desire? It couldn't be, she scolded herself. Maybe longing, but that could be her own. She didn't dare open her eyes yet. She exhaled deeply, her chest sinking under the water deeper. The water was doing it's job, she could feel her body cooling down. She bent her knees, not feeling the t-shirt slide up closer to her hips. It showed just a peak of black and purple lace. With her knees it if the water her long legs were all muscle. "I'm starting to feel less like death. " it was then that she looked at him watching him hop onto the counter. She was studying the lines of his face.
"You're starting to sound more like yourself." He pointed out his ears drooped slightly as he realized that soon she wouldn't need him anymore, and this would be just another moment loss in time for them. "You'll be back to your old self in no time." He offered a fake smile but even he couldn't hide his somber tone from her.
Raven tilted her head at the sound of his voice. " I'll never forget what you've done for me tonight Garfield. "She caught herself saying his real name it just fit better here like this. Her voice was growing stronger, he was right she was getting better. But she still decided she'd have Cy check her out in the medical bay.His green ears perked at the sound of his name. She never used it before, and it yet it fell so easy from her lips, like she used it all the time. A soft buzz erupted deep inside his stomach, once again he found himself at a loss of words. It was funny how simple a sentence to send him reeling like that. After a long moment of utter silence he looked up at the small white clock that hung above the door.
"It's nearly morning, do you want to get out and I'll take you to your room?" He asked quietly he hopped off from the counter and moved towards the hooks hung four colored towels. He tossed a glance back at her, wondering what she was thinking. Her cheeks had returned to their normal grey color, showing that her idea of a bath was exactly what she needed.
Raven took a deep breath as she stood pulling the drain to the tub. She swallowed carefully. "If you could hand me my towel, and turn around I'd like to take off my wet shirt. ." Once she had the towel in her hand she turned her back to him as well, so even if he peeked he'd catch the slope of her neck and side of her curves. She was quick to wrap the fluffy object around herself. Stepping out of the tub, she looked up at him. She walked closer to him then she probably should her wet hair stuck to her face. She took a deep breath then froze when she heard somebody clear their throat. She didn't have to turn to know it was her "older brother. " Cy spoke with a dissatisfied tone. "What the hell is going on? " Raven took a deep breath looking up at beast boy afraid to even turn around.
"I can explain." He stuttered his hand raising in defense. He watched her turn then he found his voice. "Raven's sick."
Raven nodded. "It's true, I may have of died on out kitchen floor. " he cut her off and looked sternly between the two. "Then she belongs in the sick bay." He took a deep breath. "Get your butt there now young lady. And you grass stain better pray she is sick. " Raven almost hung her head as she disappear with the Cyborg. She sighed as she was pulled away. But she had meant her words she'd never forget that night. Nor the three days she was locked in the sick bay. Because by God when she gets sick, she gets sick.