Beast Boy woke up and rolled over, languidly speculating over what he planned to have for breakfast. Lying on his back, he brought his hands up to rub at his eyes, in an attempt to clear his head a little, when he decided that something was not right with his bed.
Frowning, he paused in the motion, running through a possible checklist in his brain of exactly why his bed could be wrong, when he noticed the large, blue lump next to him.
Swivelling his head, he squinted, and looked at it for a little while.
The lump was rising and falling slowly, covered with duvet up to where it sectioned off into another, smaller, lump. The smaller lump was curling forwards a little to fit in with the slight curve of its general figure.
Beast Boy would have smiled, but didn't bother, because no was there to see. He rolled onto his other side, and reached under the covers to put an arm around the lump. The lump didn't react. He moved his hand under the covers until it came into contact with a bare outer forearm, and curled his fingers.
He knew Raven was awake. He could tell, because she was keeping still, and being quiet, and her breathing was soft and slow. That just didn't happen when the devils daughter was sleeping. He closed his eyes, frowning through his eyelids at the back of her head, wishing it didn't have to be so complicated, when Raven breathed with abnormal force through her nose. He could see her face in his head. He decided her eyes were either closed, or staring at something she wasn't looking at.
Beast Boy sat up, and the duvet fell away from him enough to reveal purple pyjamas, and a larger section of Ravens cloak. She had the hood pulled up over her head, and he reached forwards and pulled it down. "Time to get up, Rae!" He announced, shoving a whole bunch of morning cheer into his voice without really thinking about why.
Raven lay right where she was. Beast Boy tilted his head slightly, and saw that his second guess had been right. Ravens eyes were open, staring, and completely unfocused. He sighed, and pushed the duvet right back. At least he'd got her to take her shoes off before she settled down in his bed.
His bed. The changeling knelt forwards into a crouch, and from there made his way off the other side of his bed. The mess in his room was atrocious; piles of clothes, CDs, empty pizza boxes and used dishes and cups lay everywhere, and everything looked as though it was just a little out of place. Ignoring all of that, he padded his way to the window, and opened the curtain.
Light streamed in, and he stretched a little out of reflex, to inform his muscles that it was now their active time. He looked back at Raven, who was still lying exactly as she had been before. Padding back across the room, just as quietly, he came to a halt directly in front of her face, and knelt down.
"Wake up Rae," he grinned, hoping that a toothy smile would leave an impression on her mood for the coming day. Raven blinked, and her eyes slid into focus. Her expression was startled, and she leaned back a little. Beast Boy fought the urge to giggle, and leaned in a little. "Wakey wakey, tofu eggs and bakey!" He said, wiggling his eyebrows and remembering, with some thought, the first time he ever used that line around her, and the consequences that occurred of it later that day.
Raven rolled onto her back, and sat up. She held her arms out as though something gross had slimed all over them, and her face morphed into an expression of mild disgust. Beast Boy pondered for a second, then got back up and hopped to the oversized wardrobe in the adjacent corner of the room.
He opened a door, and stared at the contents, before grabbing something completely random and throwing it at the half daemon. It hit her square in the head, and she turned to look at him, scowling.
He grinned brightly back at her, as she put the yellow tee on her lap none the less, and slipped her cloak over her head. Beast Boys grin widened, as he discovered once again that he was rather fond of just how comfortable Raven was about being in his bed.
He pulled the pyjama top over his head, and absently pulled something else out of the wardrobe. "Today, we're.."
"Going on a picnic," interrupted Raven, her voice a little croaky. Beast Boy tried, with some difficulty, to pull something over his head, before he realised that the item of clothing was actually a pair of board shorts. Making a noise of disgust, he threw them over his shoulder onto the floor, and turned to actually look at the next thing he was going to pull out.
"I know. You told me yesterday," she continued.
Beast Boy pulled out a pink shirt, and made a noise of disgust at that, too. He threw it over his shoulder, to meet the shorts, and flung both wardrobe doors open to give himself better light to see inside it with.
Grabbing something that looked blue and like a tee-shirt, the changeling turned around, mouth open, to speak to Raven, when he paused, and his mouth opened a little further before he hastily turned back to face the wardrobe.
It was one thing to have Raven changing in his room, it was something else turn around to talk to her and be greeted with her naked back and happily uncovered boobs. Not that it wasn't a nice thing to look at, he thought to himself, even from the back, but still, it wasn't quite the thing he felt was proper to turn around to.
Slipping the shirt over his head, and suddenly quite happy that he wasn't really embarrassed by the situation, he cast a sneaky look to check Ravens back was still turned before he picked a conveniently located pair of boxer shorts off the floor and hurriedly exchanged them for his pyjamas.
The noise of Raven shuffling off the bed made him turn around again.
She looked fairly odd in his tee shirt, because while the edge was a decent mid thigh length, it still covered her hot pants, and the slight off shoulder-too-big look made her look... well, like they'd just had naked sex. Beast Boy contemplated that Raven wasn't wearing a bra. He contemplated what sex with Raven would be like, and then decided to stop this before he started wondering if she had anything on underneath her short shorts while she was still in the room.
"So," he said instead, "you don't really have to eat tofu for breakfast." He decided that if he grinned like what he just said made sense, it would actually turn out to have been something that made sense.
Raven raised an eyebrow, and eyed his boxer shorts. "Breakfast is usually a fully dressed occasion."
Beast Boy blinked. "Uh, yeah!" He said, sticking a hand in his wardrobe, and pulling something else out. He looked down at the procured item of clothing, and saw that his hand had chosen him a rather large pair of trousers, with an orange belt. Struck with a sudden insight to fashion, he threw the trousers at Raven, who caught them deftly, and reached his arm back inside the wardrobe, and expression of concentration suddenly appearing on his face.
Raven eyed the pants. "Um..." she commented, holding them at arms length.
"Oh come on!" said her green companion, forgetting his earlier decision not to think about Raven in a big yellow tee like that. "You can't walk around looking nakey all day."
Raven snorted, in an entirely unladylike fashion, and turned to the side as she pulled the tee shirt up in order to undo the hotpants.
Beast Boy looked at her most visible leg for a second, then pulled his final item from the wardrobe – a specially made pair or green cut offs, made from the same material as his costume in case of emergencies.
Babe magnet, he decided, pulling them on. If he wanted to transform into anything, his shirt would have to go. He rolled his shoulders, and felt the muscles stretch a little more with some satisfaction.
Half way around another shoulder roll, he leaned his head back to look at Raven, who was currently figuring out how to do up her belt. He considered doing it for her, then decided that she probably wouldn't appreciate the assistance.
"Now are we good for breakfast?" He asked, grinning at her cheekily.
There was a clicking sound, and the belt was apparently fastened. Raven let the tee shirt drop. Beast Boy decided that it wasn't really obvious she didn't have a bra on, even if she still looked a little... shaking his head, he frowned at himself. He was supposed to be a good friend, not constantly thinking about Ravens fun parts and how fun it was to be the only one who knew she wasn't wearing any underwear.
Raven smirked at him suddenly, and he blinked.
"Fine. Breakfast it is," she said, turning to the door and opening it. "Dude, you're the lady. Stop holding the door open," he said, making his way to the hallway exit. "Okay," she complied, and stepped outside, letting it shut. Beast Boy Eeped, as it nearly slammed on his face. Raven sniggered. Beast Boy grinned merrily, and re opened it to join her outside, unphased.
The pair began walking to breakfast. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Beast Boy found himself hoping that nothing... strange... happened on their picnic. Today, he decided, should be a worry free day. It was a holiday for him and Raven, and she deserved a fairly peaceful one at least.
A/N: Okay, sorry that took so long! THANKYOU muchly to the seven splendid reviewers who I love very much and have much good will towards for writing something about a piece of crap I wrote :D
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