I DO NOT OWN Teen Titans
Fear of Love
Oh my god, she is so beautiful. Beastboy said staring at Raven. She was no longer a teenager, but a beautiful young woman with curves that make any man drop dead and long shiny hair that would make any woman jealous.
Her lips look so soft, thought Beastboy. He was dying to taste them. He was dying to hold her, touch her, and God knows what else.
What beauty you have, yet what darkness in your heart you carry?
"Beastboy, you there?" Cyborg asked waving a hand in his face.
"Yeah," Beastboy said annoyed at the fact his best friend distracted him from his reverie.
"Why don't you just tell her?"
"She hates me."
"How do you know?"
Beast gave him the " do I need to show you proof" look.
"Whatever, man." I just want you to choose, play the game or watch her.
"I choose play the game" At least for now.
What is it about you, Gar. Raven looked lovingly at the green wonder playing with Cyborg. She came down stairs to fix herself some herbal tea. Ever since that hug, I can't get you out of my mind.
"He has matured a lot."
"Shut up, Knowledge. It can never be."
"Raven I think he's cute. I mean look at him, shoulder length hair, green piercing eyes, and let's not forget his muscles."
"Great, now you Happy. Will you both leave me alone before I lose control?"
At that statement, her teacup broke spilling hot tea all over herself.