He'd been thinking about her for a while now. Well, them really. No, no, not like that. (Well, maybe a little.) In reality, he would mostly imagine them kicking bad guy butt together, or her reading and him playing video games just to enjoy each other's presence. Or maybe even cooking the rest of the Titans' dinner together. Anything, really. He'd even imagined a cute couple pet name, "BB and Rae, or Raefield, or BBRae," as he liked to call it.

It had been a long day. Cinderblock had decided to break into the jail and "rescue," and more importantly, awaken, bad-guy-buddy, Plasmus. Luckily, Raven had sent out her soul-self to shut down Plasmus. Unfortunately however, the intense move had left her physical self feeling feeble, in which she'd dropped from her meditation in the sky and right into Beast Boy's strong arms. After Plasmus was out, the team was free to focus on Cinderblock. The Titans had put the two back in their place (jail) in a little under two hours, but had spent the rest of the day cleaning and restoring their battlefield, also known as downtown Jump City.

Feet dragging, the Titans finally arrived to their the great room at 9:30pm. Mind you, the battle alarm had sounded at 2:00pm that day. Tonight, dinner was to be skipped, unless you were Cyborg, who spent a measly 15 minutes creating and devouring his monster sized sub sandwich.

Beast Boy walked beside Raven in silence. Their rooms were both at the end of the hall, hers just before his.

"Well, night Rae." Beast Boy grinned routinely at the girl he longed for, eyes twinkling with desire.

She nodded back, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Thanks for catching me today," she spoke in her quiet, semi-stoic voice, although the changeling could detect a hint of sincere gratitude.

Without thinking, he turned his head, and kissed her cheek. The contact was brief, the action felt completely natural, for Beast Boy, at least. But the second he felt Raven release from their embrace, he snapped back into reality.

"S-sorry, Rae…-ven!" He stuttered, frozen with the fear of her distaste. How dare he touch her! What a stupid mistake.

Raven's pale hands rested tensely on his biceps. "Your arms are still-"

"Right, right." Beast Boy grimaced, then removed his hands from her lower back. Talk about awkward. "Sorry, I mean, I'm, I'm going." He flashed her a guilty, boyish grin and began walking away.

"Wait!"

Beast Boy turned tentatively, he wasn't sure what kind of rage would be thrown at him, but wanted to be prepared.

But when he turned, he found a half smiling Raven, who placed her hands on his shoulders, stood on her tiptoes and gave his cheek a quick peck. The shape shifter felt himself redden, eyes wide, and trying to find hers. Raven's amethyst ones just smiled. "Sweet dreams, Gar." She placed a cool hand on his jaw, before turned and disappearing into her room.

Beast Boy was stunned. Eventually the reality that Raven had shown him any affection at all, set in. A hug and a kiss all in the same night? Maybe his fantasy wasn't so far fetched.