Thank you dudes for all your support! Really appreciate it. Here's another mediocre chapter for you.

Raven pressed the Enter button, starting the movie.

The movie was just finishing up. Raven's eyelids began to feel heavy. She yawned against Gar. He was absentmindedly tracing his hand along her left palm, which was on his thigh.

Credits began rolling down the screen. "We could take down that basilisk," Robin stated. All he did was comment on their battle formations while fighting. Ignoring the fact that they're magic and fictional.

"Sure bro," Cyborg said, turning off the TV. "I'm gonna recharge my batteries."

"Yeah, I think I will too," Raven grumbled against Gar, sitting up with a sigh.

"I'll come with," Gar said. He stood up and followed Raven to her room.

Once on her bed, Raven leaned against Gar, but this time lying down. "Someone's cuddly," Gar mused playfully. "Still gotta get changed for bed. My sweatpants still in here?"

"Yeah. Move them."

"Cool. I'll move them onto my body." He left Raven's side to take his costume off. Raven let out a squeak and hid underneath the covers. Gar chuckled. "Rae. We've been dating for forever. You're allowed to see me naked."

"Don't wanna."

A few minutes later, she felt the warmth of her blanket leave her momentarily as Gar slipped used them. "You gonna change?" He whispered.

"Mmmmmm," Raven grumbled. She got out from her cocoon to find something to wear. "He hasn't fixed the damn heat yet."

"Yeah. Don't know how you were living under those covers," Gar replied, climbing on top of the comforter.

Raven chuckled slightly and grabbed some sweatpant-shorts and a shirt to throw on. She threw off her cloak and headed into the bathroom to change.

"No, stay in here," Gar called.

"I am not a prostitute," she spat.

"Come on, it's your room. Change out here."

Raven pondered the request. She gave in reluctantly. "Fine. But you can't watch."

"How do I know you won't go into the bathroom while my eyes are closed?"

Damn it, Raven thought. "I guess you could talk to me or something. I don't know. Close your eyes."

"Ok." He did so. "So why aren't you comfortable changing in your own room?"

Raven quickly stripped her leotard, hating the amount of air her body was exposed to. She just wanted to get this over with. "Cause I don't want people like you sneaking in here and watching me." She threw on her shirt and shorts, and grabbed her leotard and cloak and put them in the hamper. She climbed back onto the bed, tapping Gar to let him know she was done. He opened his eyes with a smirk. "You peeked, didn't you?"

"Once or twice," he admitted. Raven slapped his arm.

"I told you not to peek!" she said, tears in her eyes.

Gar's smirk vanished. "Whoa, Rae. I didn't- really- what's the matter?"

"You looked at me when I was naked! That's the goddamn problem! I know you're fine with it, but I'm not. I don't care how long we've been dating for. I don't care how long we've lived together. I'm not comfortable with it!"

"Rae..." He reached up to her cheek, cupping her face. "If it means anything at all, you were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. No joking. Promise."

She sniffled and leaned into his cheek. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have looked. I knew how much you hated it and I just did anyway." He finished off with a kiss on her forehead. "Let's get some sleep." He laid back down.

Raven nodded and laid down next to Gar, still sniffling slightly. "It's too damn hot to cuddle," she stayed quietly.

"May I ask you to take your shirt off? You'd be cooler."

Raven considered. "I- I don't know."

"There's something more to this, isn't there?"

Raven nodded into his chest.

"We'll talk in the morning. Okay?"

Raven hesitated before nodded once again. She took a shaky breath and sat up slightly.

"What're you doing?"

She looked down at him. She grabbed the hem of her shirt.

"Raven, you really don't have to."

Raven pulled the shirt over her head, revealing another black sports bra (A/N idk I imagine she wears of lot of them shut up). Avoiding eye contact with Gar, she threw her shirt into the hamper from the bed.

"Rae..."

She laid down with her head on his left shoulder. Her left arm snuck onto his chest. She still avoided eye contact with Gar, clearly extremely uncomfortable.

"Raven. I didn't mean- you didn't have to- why?" Gar stuttered.

"I was hot."

"May- may I touch you?"

Raven finally looked at him. All she saw in his green eyes was sympathy and comfort. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. But there was that nagging feeling deep inside her...

"Y-yeah. That's fine," she said nervously tucking her head back into his shoulder. He rotated his body so he was facing her, forcing Raven to adjust as well. Raven gazed into his eyes for what seemed like an eternity.

"Are you sure?" he whispered.

Raven nodded. Gar's right hand reached for her face, where it rubbed her cheek lovingly. "I don't have to-"

"Just do it please," Raven said, tired of the anticipation.

Gar nodded and his hand traced down her neck before venturing over her shoulders. His breath caught in his throat. Sure, he had been with other girls, but Raven was different. She was stunning and yet so innocent and insane at the same time. Gar took in a shaky breath before continuing.

His hand grazed down her side slowly, paying close attention to her face, where her eyes were shut tight and her lips were pressed together, almost painfully. He felt the soft cloth of the bra, and felt her ribs through the material before feeling skin as he continued down. He was directly in between the bottom of her ribs and her hip.

He glanced back at her face. It seemed more in pain than before. "Raven, I can stop."

"No." Her voice was strained.

"Rae. Please." He removed his hand. Her eyes fluttered open. "Let's just go to sleep." His hand wrapped around her, tracing light circles on her back, halfway on the bra. He closed his eyes after he felt Raven relax. He felt her right hand slip into his left. Her left hand rested against his chest. Soon, her breathing became methodic and rhythmatic, indicating that she was asleep.

His left hand traced circles on her right palm, as he was doing earlier. He felt himself slipping into sleep. Right before he fell asleep, he registered some strange raised lines on her wrist. Half-conscious and not thinking anything of it before he began slightly snoring.

So yeah like I said this story is probably gonna get r rated soon but I'm gonna keep it at T for as long as I possibly can so that it comes up on the new additions list. (Hell is that called?) So yeah.

P.s. it is currently 12:32 am. for some reason I personally think I write better at midnight. Idk why. Review and let me know if you agree