Their lips were locked together. He had her pinned against the wall. Her leg was hooked around his, and her arms were wrapped around his neck, preventing him from pulling away. But eventually, her need for air forced her to let him go. She gasped for air as her went for her neck.

"Uhnn…Beast Boy…"

"Hm?" he murmured.

And then it was over. She awoke to discover that he was nowhere to be found. She wiped the sweat from her forehead as she reminded herself that it had just been a dream. A really good dream, but a dream nonetheless. He didn't love her. He COULDN'T love her. Peeling off the sweaty covers, she made her way over to the thermostat. It was broken. No surprise there. Her powers had been acting up ever since she began having those dreams.

In short, it was just another ordinary day. And like any ordinary day, the first order of business was to hop in the shower. The second order of business was to make sure her thoughts remained clean during it. After all, the first of those dreams had been set in the shower.

Finishing her shower, she got changed and made her way to the common room. She needed to calm her nerves. Maybe some tea would help. But to her surprise, there was already a cup of it waiting for her. And sitting next to it with bloodshot eyes was an attractive young man.

"Beast Boy, what are you doing up so early?"

"I…Uh…Made you some tea."

"I noticed. But you haven't answered my question."

"I…Felt like making you some tea. That's all. I made it the way you like it and everything. And I didn't put hot sauce in it this time, either," he nodded proudly, pleased at such a small achievement. It was very endearing. He could be so childish sometimes. And yet, against all reason, it was amusing. He wasn't as dumb as he appeared. He chose to be this way because he wanted to and knew the results would be entertaining. It was a far cry from her, who was the way she was because she felt she had to be.

She hadn't realized she'd become lost in her own thoughts until she was shaken out of them by the sound of Beast Boy's face smacking against the table. He immediately woke up, rubbing his sore nose.

"Ow…That's gonna hurt in the morning."

Raven rolled her eyes. "Beast Boy, it is the morning."

"Exactly. And it hurts. See?"

He had a point. She stifled a small laugh. There was no way she could let him see her laugh. She had a reputation to maintain.

"So…Uh…Are you gonna drink your tea or wha-?!" As Beast Boy looked to the teacup, he discovered to his horror that it had been tipped over when he had fallen asleep. And now its contents were spread out all over the table.

"Oh, man! Robin's gonna kill me!" In a panic, he ran off to get some paper towels, forgetting about the napkins that were right there on the table already. By the time Beast Boy returned, the mess had already been cleaned.

"Huh? How'd you-" His eyes fell onto the napkins. "…Oh. Heh heh, sorry about that. Oh, wait! Gimme a sec! I'll be right back!"

Beast Boy ran off again, and a few moments later, returned with a teapot. "Good thing I made extra, huh?"

Raven nodded as Beast Boy poured her a new cup. She sipped it slowly, noting that Beast Boy seemed anxious about something. He was probably afraid that he had made it wrong. "It's fine, Beast Boy," she assured him.

"Oh, thanks," he replied absent-mindedly. It seemed that his mind was focused elsewhere.

"Beast Boy?"

"Yeah?" he responded enthusiastically. Perhaps a little bit too enthusiastically.

"Get some sleep. You look exhausted."

"Oh…Ok," he seemed disappointed. Nevertheless, he left her to her tea. This was unfortunate, because the moment he left, the tea became much more bitter.