Inform
"Beast Boy!" Raven blurted out suddenly, the changeling's lips mere inches from resting on hers. Beast Boy jumped back, startled at her sudden outburst.
"What? What?" he inquired frantically. "Is there a spider on my head?" Looking nervous, he ran his hand roughly through his hair in the hopes of dislodging the (imaginary) bug. Raven's eyebrow quirked slightly as she shook her head. How he reached his conclusions was something she would never understand.
"There's no spider, Gar," she said flatly, causing his hand to drop back to his side. He giggled sheepishly, looking into his date's violet eyes.
"Thank goodness," he joked half-heartedly, before noticing that Raven's face was slightly redder than normal. He frowned in confusion as she stared fixedly at a spot over his shoulder.
"What's wrong, Rae?" he asked curiously. His ears picked up the sound of her heartbeat quickening.
"I haven't kissed anyone before," she stated, her voice as monotonous as he had ever heard it. She was clearly trying to hide how embarrassing it was to say those words. Beast Boy let out a relieved breath, grateful she didn't have something more serious to get off her chest.
"And…?" he prompted her, wondering why she felt the need to tell him something he had already been fairly certain of.
"I just…thought I should inform you," Raven finished weakly. Beast Boy gave her a disbelieving stare as he moved so she was forced to meet his eyes.
"You mean you thought you should inform me so that I could change my mind about kissing you? Because that's what I was about to do, you know," he said teasingly. "I was about to kiss you, Raven." He said with a crooked smile, her blush deepening.
"I know," she mumbled, crossing her arms uncertainly. Beast Boy took a step closer.
"And the only thing that will make me not kiss you is if you tell me to stop. Do you understand?" his voice was patient, as though he was speaking to a child, but Raven heard the cheekiness just below the surface.
His face suddenly seemed very close, and she had to remind herself to breath.
"Do you understand?" he asked softly. She could feel the breath of his words against her mouth. Her breath hitched.
"Yes," she whispered.