Mornings. Morning showers, morning walk, morning coffee, morning breath, morning oh-crap-got-a-test-today-and-I-haven't-studied or morning-already?-I-just-fell-asleep or a lazy I'm-gonna-sleep-in morning. However as Raven greeted Damian that day, she realised that from his sluggish movements and fatigued speech and expressions that the boy had one of those couldn't-sleep-so-I-decided-to-go-on-patrol-the-entire-night-and-just-came-back-from-stopping-an-armed-bank-robbery-involving-hostages-and-busting-a-drug-trade-and-preventing-innocent-civilians-from-getting-assaulted-by-criminals-and-now-I'm-so-tired-I-can-barely-walk-but-won't-admit-it-to-anyone-cause-I'm-Damian type of mornings. And she was not happy, not at all by his lack of care over his own health.

As she made some tea for herself she observed Damian attempting to pour himself some coffee. Well attempting, struggling and ultimately failing, missing his cup and instead pouring the hot beverage onto the kitchen floor. It seemed Damian hadn't even realised what was happening, as he just stood there, expressionless and motionless, still pouring the coffee on the floor.

With a heavy sigh, the empath walked over to the overly-tired titan and took the coffee pot from his grasp and placing it on the kitchen countertop, away from his reach. As soon as she had done so, Damian jolted back into consciousness, as if he were a dead corpse that had suddenly been reanimated. Only then did he realise the mess he had made, and searched for something to clean it up with as Raven just watched on with a raised eyebrow, not even sure if the boy had registered her presence. Eventually, he had given up his search and decided to remove his cape to clean up the coffee spill.

Raven just facepalmed. Seriously Damian?

"Damian?" No response. She tried again.

"Damian?" Again no response.

"DAMIAN!" This time the boy jolted upwards, now facing her. She grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him over to the common room.

"Are you OK?" Yet again, no response. He just continued staring at her blankly. She tried waving her hand in front of his face to gauge his reaction, but there was none. With another sigh, she just pinched the bridge of her nose, hoping to alleviate some of the stress this as causing her.

"Damian" she called with annoyance, not even bothering to look up, still pinching the bridge of her nose. No response.

"Damian" she called, this time with even more annoyance. The only response she received was some mumbling. Now annoyance had become anger, bubbling inside of her. I've had it with this boy.

And without so much of a second thought, she slapped him across the face. Hard.

"Owww!...that hurt." Damian had finally regained most of his conscious functionality. The first thought his mind could process was Warning: angry girlfriend ahead. Approach with caution.

"A Miracle! It speaks!" Raven remarked, still furious.

"I-"

"NO" the empath interrupted. "Before you say anything else, I want to know why you would patrol all night! Why you would have gone without sleep all night when it would clearly be detrimental to your body for no worthwhile reason! How could you not care about your own health, cause clearly sleep deprivation is affecting you worse than you think it is. I'm just trying to look out for your wellbeing you know? I don't some stupid excuse on why you HAD to go on patrol ALL night. Now tell me, Why?!" Her anger hadn't settled down even the slightest.

Damian just stared, and blinked. Raven was about to explode.

But before she could get a word out, he started to speak.

"I...didn't... go on patrol" he said with some effort, attempting to speak despite his tiredness. "I just... I couldn't sleep... had a... nightmare."

"Oh..." Was all Raven could manage. Her anger had quelled and was now replaced with sympathy for Damian, as well as some guilt and remorse for the way she had treated him earlier. She could no longer look at him in the eyes and had instead opted to shift her gaze to the floor near his feet.

"I'm sorry, for yelling, and hitting you earlier." No response from Damian, at least not verbally. Instead, without a word had grabbed her by the wrist, causing her to give a small yelp, and brought her to the couch. Raven had sat down and Damian had laid down with his head in her lap.

"It's fine... I forgive you." He said, snuggling into her stomach and falling into a deep and peaceful slumber. She was thankful that no one else was around to see the blush on her face. Instead, she just ran her fingers through his hair as he slept with a small smile adorning her face, reminiscing on not only the events of this morning, but also their relationship with each other and how it has come to grow and blossom into something admirable.

Mornings are strange.

A/N: I don't even know what I have written. I just got the idea for this fic from my own tiredness (it's about 12 am) and I'm so sleepy...

Also, the 'not studying before an exam' is also based of me.

Please rate and review! If you have any ideas for what to write please let me know.

Also, wish me good luck with exams cause I need it (no seriously, I NEED all the luck I can get, please help me)