"Don't fucking touch me."
"Garfield, I-"
"I said," Raven swallowed nervously at his tone. "Don't. Fucking. Touch me. Got it?" Came the snarling reply.
"No," she crossed her arms, trying her best to mask her nerves. "Why can't I-"
"Because I'm a monster!" Beast Boy shouted, growling savagely as he rolled his Rs.
"I'm not afraid." She took a step forward, balancing confidence in her voice. She moved towards the restraining chair, where he was contained. Wrists, ankles, and waist were bound with metal constraints, and he had a couple IVs injected carefully in his left arm. His face was flushed, sweating profusely. Anger pooled in his eyes, back hunched severely, and beast-like teeth bared with furry.
"Don't lie to me, Raven," she cringed. "I can smell your fear."
"I'm not scared of you, Gar," she insisted quietly, taking another step forward. She knew she wasn't afraid of him, but could sense fear dominating his whole system. Her precious changeling writhed against the cold metal.
"Yes you are!" He shouted, desperately trying to free his arms. "Everyone is! I'm a beast, for heaven's sake!"
She shook her head. "You may smell fear," she paused. "But I'm not afraid of you, Garfield." She crouched before him, placing a hand on his knee. He flinched her hand away. "I'm scared for you…. as you are for me."
"R-Rae, what are you doing?" Her fingers found the emergency release button under the seat and pressed it steadily. "No! Raven, I'm dangerous." Claws gripped the armrests. "Please, put them back on! Restrain me, Rae I don't want to hurt you!" He begged her.
Tears began forming in his eyes, and he blinked them away, forcing him down his cheeks. "Rae, I love you, I don't want to hurt you. Please, help me!" He referred to the metal constraints once more.
Thumbing away his tears, she whispered. "You won't, Gar. You would never hurt me," she reached for his tensed hand, meeting his eyes seriously. "You could never."
"Yeah but the beast… What if-"
"No. Gar, don't think like that. Please, just…just look at me."
Emerald eyes met her kind amethyst ones, and immediately the changeling felt his heartbeat slow.
"Better?" He nodded shakily.
He offered a half smile, feeling his body return to normal proportions. "Yeah, Rae."
"Good," she kissed his forehead.
And he allowed her. The fear was gone.
