Day 3 of BBRae Week Fall 2015.


"Wha-what the heck?"

Well, that wasn't the desired response.

"It's October 27th and we hadn't decorated yet." Raven attempted to justify.

"I think it's absolutely glorious! These tiny pumpkins are the adorable."

"Thank you, Starfire."

Robin and Cyborg nodded in agreement although Raven couldn't quite tell if they were genuine agreements or if their heads were only nodding in fear of disappointing the sorceress.

Earlier that morning, Raven had decorated the tower. She'd set her alarm for five o'clock in the AM and after pressing snooze four times, she'd dragged herself from her cozy, dark cave and into the living room. Last week she'd asked Cyborg if they could take a trip in the T-Car to pick up the largest, brightest, roundest pumpkins and all the supplies that went along with jack-o-lantern making. After a frustrated round of digging the slimy orange guts from the oversized gourd, Raven had decided to paint the pumpkins with a bit of matte black. Figuring the goons and ghouls she could imagine were much scarier than Halloween was meant for, she'd painted dainty damask swirls all over the five pumpkins, then written her friends' names on each. After setting the finished pumpkins just below the television screen, the sorceress had flown from ceiling corner to corner, taping up sticky cotton spider webs. Lastly, she'd strung up twinkling lights like one might hang over a cabana and set a cheery bowl of candy corn on the coffee table. She was rather proud of her creation but her teammates seemed less than enthusiastic, save Starfire.

"You did all this?" Cyborg held up his pumpkin to inspect the intricate detailing. Raven nodded in slight frustration. "It looks great, Rae! Really." Robin nodded in agreement, offering her one of his special smiles that were reserved for after she'd done something especially heroic.

Starfire continued to fly from side to side admiring the lights and popping "the small, sweet corn that is not truly corn," into her mouth. Beast Boy was the only one who hadn't made a comment, a particularly nice comment, anyway; the sorceress couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment and upset. After all, she'd done this for him.

Daring to cast her glance his way, she noticed the changeling already looking at her; no, staring at her, his emerald eyes burning holes through hers. She frowned then narrowed her eyes into an irate glare. Beast Boy quickly caught her hint and flicked his head backwards to the sliding doors that lead into the hallway. Levitating backwards, Raven took in her perfectly decorated living room one last time before any of Beast Boy's negative comments tainted the twinkly light and saccharine candies.

Swoosh. The sliding doors left them in the dark hallway.

The verdant shape shifter stared at her in silence.

With an over exaggerated sigh, Raven began. "You know, if you don't like it, at least say so." He continued to watch her. Eyes narrowing to tiny amethyst slits yet again, she started to ramble. "I woke up before the sun to decorate and asked Cyborg to take me to a pumpkin patch.Can you see me in a pumpkin patch?" The corners of his mouth tugged upward but Raven didn't care to pause. "Then, I actually had to open the darned thing up and rip out those slippery, slimy insides for your jack-o-lantern with the triangle eyes and circle mouth. I know it's not the best… But you didn't even say thank you. I mean if you didn't like it, whatever, that's fine." The sorceress crossed her arms and took a deep breath, refocusing on the seed of her frustration.

"Don't you appreciate anything I did for your favorite holiday?"

Still, Beast Boy gazed at the petite sorceress.

"You're impossible, Garfiel–"

In an instant, the changeling's lips were on hers. Caught completely off guard, Raven stepped backwards, subconsciously allowing Beast Boy's hands to press her waist to the carpeted wall. She held onto his biceps for balance, closing any space between him. His brows furrowed as his razor-sharp canine brushed the inner of her upper lip. It was clear he didn't plan to stop kissing her anytime soon as his hands traveled lower so he could hoist her onto his hips. Breaking away, Raven foiled his plans for dark hallway romance.

"You couldn't just say you liked my decorations?" Raven smiled softly, wrapping her legs around his waist and tipping her head slightly downward towards the still frowning changeling.

"You missed the sunrise?" His voice was rugged and hoarse.

Beast Boy knew how much the tiny empath valued the rising sun, the pink-tinted clouds and intuitive discussions with Robin before the rest of the Titans awoke. Ever since she'd overcome Trigon, and thus any doubts of evil within her, Raven had associated the break of day with hope and a peaceful confirmation of her purity. For her to have voluntarily missed her favorite moment of the day was an incredibly thoughtful act; he knew she couldn't have she'd realized how much her kindness meant to him.

Raven nodded nonchalantly, her slender fingers tracing the bridge of his nose. She knew the decorations would make him happy; he'd demonstrated his taste for delightful celebration surprises and colorful decor for her birthday years ago.

"You… you wanted to make me happy," Beast Boy gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "You're…" He fidgeted with the word in his mouth for a second. His heart wanted to tell her she was sweet and adorable but his brain knew better. "You're a lot nicer than you want people to think." That drew a soft chuckle from the sorceress and she wrapped herself closer to him.

"I just wanted to make you happy with all that Halloween hullabaloo."

"Mhmm," he hummed, as his lips were pressed to hers again.

"You know I really appreciate that," He kissed her forehead. "But you know, there's other things that make me happy besides fancy decorations."

"Oh?" Raven lifted a brow, suspicious of his ever growing grin.

"Yeah," He tapped her nose and cradled her waist closer. His lips brushed hers as he whispered his heart's response.

"Like you."