Hey everyone! Here's the thirteenth one-shot in this series! Hope you enjoy!

RPGPersona: It certainly is a dangerous occupation. It felt like a really cliché plot, but I enjoyed writing it nonetheless, especially the "Oh hey Rae" part. Although it's a theme I've used multiple times, it's something I enjoy to write. A little light hearted teasing is always fun. I thought it'd be funny to include the squirrel. My university is overrun by squirrels and they are so used to all of the students that they no longer fear us haha. They get quite bold at times. That would've been a funny thing to include haha :)

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"In a Letter"

Raven sat in her room alone. The sun had set long ago and the sky was nearly black. She knew that she should've been asleep by this point in the night, but sleep would not come to her. Eventually, assuming that she simply just needed to meditate, she got up out of bed, lit some candles, and assumed her meditation position. As she chanted her mantra over and over again, she found that she couldn't pour all of her focus into it like normal. That had been a problem she had been experiencing as of late; a lack of ability to concentrate fully on things. And the only cause that she could think of was a certain green changeling.

Raven knew her relationship with Beast Boy was rocky, to say the least. They were more than friends, and had been for a long time, but she had a hard time expressing herself to him. A lifetime of not expressing emotions was proving to interfere with a relationship more than she could've ever imagined. Not that she had expected herself to get into a relationship, especially with Beast Boy of all people. But it had, nonetheless, happened, and now she was learning to navigate a whole new side of her and her life.

She got out of her meditation position and started pacing the floor of her bedroom. She felt guilty for not being able to be as present in the relationship as Beast Boy was. She was trying her hardest, and both he and she knew that, but it didn't make it any easier. Beast Boy was trying to be patient with her, and she knew and appreciated that greatly, but he could only be so patient for so long. It wasn't fair to him to be in a relationship where his feelings couldn't be returned to him completely and entirely. But how was she to talk to him about this? She didn't even quite understand it herself. And even if she did understand it, it's not like she was the best with words. Whenever she tried to get deep with someone, or really talk for long periods of time, especially when she was the center of attention, she struggled and tripped over her words, exposing herself.

She looked over at her desk and saw a small notebook on top. She had purchased it years ago at a book shop in Jump. She figured that it would be a nice way to keep her emotions in check while living in the chaos that was their tower and team. It did help to a certain extent. She walked over to the notebook and picked up, feeling its weight in her hands. Perhaps she could write him a letter to explain how she felt. It couldn't hurt. She took the notebook, as well as a pencil, back to her bed and sat down. She began to write.

Dear Beast Boy, she began, but quickly erased it out. It sounded too formal, too, too….not her. It needed to be from the heart. What she felt in its rawest form, not what was formal or correct.

Beast Boy, she started again.

I know that this may seem unusual, and perhaps this is something that I should be speaking to you about rather than writing, but words do not seem to be on my side lately. It is incredibly difficult for me to express myself, as you know. You've been incredibly patient with me, and I cannot begin to explain how much that means to me. It is not fair for you, though. I should be able to express myself to you as you do to me, and so I have decided to make an attempt at doing so through this letter.

The way I have felt around you for these few months has been incredible. I never knew such happiness and such peace could be possible, and yet you've shown me that it is. You've always shown me such kindness and compassion. I never understood why. From the beginning, we've always been at each other's throats. Constantly fighting, constantly just causing chaos within the tower. But, despite all of our disagreements, you regardless showed me unconditional acceptance. You always thought to include me in group activities, and always made a point to make sure I felt safe and comfortable. Although I would've never admitted it, I truly appreciated it.

Garfield, you make me so happy and I hope that I can begin to express myself more with you. It is the least that you deserve for all that you've done for me. I can't imagine being with anyone other than you.

I love you.

- Raven

Raven looked down at the paper before her, reading it over once again. She did truly feel that way, and she did love him. It was hard for her to admit, but she did feel that way for him. She hoped it would be well received, and perhaps even mutual. She neatly tore the page from her notebook and folded it in half. Getting up, she set the notebook back on her desk and made her way into the hallway. She soon reached Beast Boy's door and slid the folded paper underneath. Slowly, she made her way back to her own room.

She assumed he would find it in the morning, especially given that it was the middle of the night. But, to her surprise, she heard a knock on her door not even ten minutes later. The owner of that knock was no other than Beast Boy.

"Uh, hey, Rae," he said sheepishly as soon as she opened the door. "Can I come in?"

Raven moved aside, allowing the changeling to enter. She felt herself becoming anxious. He had read the letter. What if he didn't feel the same way? What if she had just made a fool of herself? Perhaps she shouldn't have written the letter. Now everything would be different. What if he didn't want to be around her anymore? What if he –

Her thoughts were interrupted when a pair of lips landed upon hers. After a few seconds, they departed, and stared into each other's eyes.

"Raven," Beast Boy began, "I love you too."

Raven swore she felt her heart flip out of excitement, but she only allowed a small smile to grace her face.

"You, you do?" she asked, not quite believing him.

"Of course I do! You're absolutely fantastic, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else either. I understand that it's hard for you to express yourself, and I really appreciate the letter, Rae," he said, taking her hands in his.

"I'm glad to hear that," Raven said quietly, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Thank you."

Beast Boy came forward and hugged Raven. She could feel herself melt into him, finding a new sense of peace and comfort in his embrace.

"No problem, Rae," he said softly into her hair.

The two walked towards her bed and sat down. Soon, they laid down and fell asleep, both feeling a sense of peace that was more than welcomed.