#13 The Morning After the Night Before
Raven didn't even know how it had happened. It had been a sleepless night for her and she had gone to the kitchen in hopes that some herbal tea would help sleep come. Beastboy had entered not too soon after, looking drowsy and disgruntled. She had eyed him warily, not quite sure she was in the mood for his antics, but he hadn't made a stupid joke or challenged her to stankball. Instead, to her surprise, they had chatted for a while and he had asked if he could try some of her tea. She had been surprised but had acquiesced to his request. So they had sat there, chatting and drinking tea and the next thing she new her hand was touching his; or his was touching hers. She wasn't really sure. There had been a moment of dead silence and the next thing she knew he had moved, entwining their fingers. She had stared at their hands, wide-eyed and hardly breathing; just waiting for someone to say something. Suddenly the door had slid open and a sleepy Robin walked in. He froze, staring at his two teammates, and they quickly pulled apart. Beastboy shifted to a cat and sped down the hall and Raven teleported to her own room. This meant that breakfast the next morning was spent in near silence as Starfire and Cyborg desperately tried to figure out why their three teammates would do nothing but look at their plates.