Just another scene I've been having in my head. I'm hoping it's going to be lighter than my first fan fiction.
I just love Raven so much.

I don't own the Teen Titans.

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01.

Robin was experiencing one of the worst headaches he's ever had.
It rivaled the time he was tracking Slade down when he barely slept, rarely ate, digesting almost nothing but strong black coffee to keep him awake.
He groaned feeling irritated, hoping that the pain would fade out.

Of course, it didn't.

Grumbling, he got out of bed. It was still dark outside, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. He might as well get out and fix himself some coffee.

He noticed something about the Tower didn't seem quite the same. He couldn't put a finger on it though, because it looked the same. But something felt rather out of place, something about the way it seems.. and when since the kitchen table was this low? He had to slouch a little while filling the kettle with water.

It was when the water started to boil when he heard someone approaching. He knew it was Raven. He always did.
He knew it from the dark cool aura, the silent footsteps, and especially after they created a bond (rather accidentally), he was able to feel her presence more clearly. He could even start to pick up some signals of her emotions as well. They were always faint, maximum a 3 on a scale of 10, but that's how he started to truly understand her. For a few weeks, he thought that Raven didn't know about the bond, but now he's pretty sure that she's just pretending not to notice.

She was coming near, but he couldn't turn around to say hello. Something about the bond was so strange that he was in awe, and for a moment he even forgot to move. The warmth was filling up from his insides, and deep affection flowed into him. He could feel the security radiating, and all of it came from none other than Raven. It was.. her emotions. An 8 on a scale of 10.

How is the Tower still in a whole piece yet?

That's when her arms wrapped around his torso.

"You're okay," her groggy voice greeted her. She probably just woke up, half-asleep. Her low raspy voice sounded more like a deep purr, and he wasn't used to that.

"..Raven?" Was all he managed to say.

"Mmhmm," she hummed. He could feel the vibration across his back. So many feelings were there, warming him up, caressing his heart and soul. He could feel her, her small body leaning against his, the small sigh tickling him, sending chills up from his spine to his neck immediately. She was holding him as if it were the safest place in the world.

"Uhm.. Raven..? Are you.. alright?"

Her body shook slightly at that. He was so confused. For a second he thought she might be crying, but he felt tingling senses through the bond.

She was laughing.

That was the quietest laugh he has ever heard. But it was roaring inside of him pleasantly like a fire made in a cold old house and his emotions seemed to vibe with hers.

Everything was just bizarre. It wasn't right. It didn't make any sense. Did he wake up to a parallel universe?

Raven must've felt his confusion, for her laughter died and he started to feel her concern.

"Richard?"

Richard? Did she just call him by his real name?

Her hands pulled his arm around so he could face her. He could vividly see her eyes widening and he wasn't sure who was more shocked to see the other.

She was older.

It wasn't the Raven he knew. The person in front of him was.. a woman. Someone who has entered her adulthood, her figure and curves standing out noticeably. There was a deeper understanding in her eyes, and it looked so damn free.

"Richard? What's going on?"

He couldn't really understand why she would so shocked, but he felt terribly bad.