Meow.
Her gaze shot up, amethyst eyes peering at the changeling. The boy seemed not to have noticed soft mews though, as he kept flipping through his comic book, the music in his headphones seeping quietly throughout the room. Slowly, the girl tipped her head back down, eyes focusing on the ancient script as her mind wandered elsewhere.
Meow.
Keeping her gaze forward and cheek bit, Raven prayed that staying still would save her from this situation.
Meow.
"Raven?" Beast Boy tugged the headphones off, tossing them at the end of the couch. "Did you hear something?"
"Huh?" Shooting him a downright irate look, the sorceress hoped that her glare would scare his curiosity off. "No. I've been reading."
"Mmm." The changeling crawled closer, emerald gaze flickering toward the aged pages. "Well you've been on the same page for the past fifteen minutes, Rae." Lifting his head, the boy leaned close, the tip of his nose running along her neck as he drew in a deep breath. "If you didn't hear anything, then why are you so nervous?"
Her cheek was taking some serious damage, as she nudge the boy away by his jaw and crossed her arms. Prickling heat crept up the back of her neck, and she offered a weak eyeroll. "Like I would succumb to my nerves." A forest green brow lifted. "I'm not nervous, Garfield."
"Oh-ka–"
Meow.
Their gazes touched, both wide and bewildering, before the two pounced for the cardboard box on the coffee table. Landing with a hard thud on the carpet, Raven squeezed the box to her chest delicately, kneeling over it protectively.
"Raven….." Beast Boy's brows wiggled, a knowing grin playing his features. "What's in the box?"
"None of your business."
"Awh Rae, c'mon! You and Robin won't let me bring home a couple 'a stray dogs, but you've got a kitten in there!"
The sorceress scrunched her nose, straightening her back, defeated. Lifting the flap of the flimsy box, she covered her burning face with both palms. "Don't look at me." She muttered, grateful for the darkness behind her hands, as well of the windows between her fingers. "I… It was raining."
The creature tumbled out of the box. Followed by another. And another. One, two, three, four… Seven of them.
The tiny animals were immediately drawn to the changeling, leaping and clawing and batting at him happily. She shot him another glance, this time less embarrassed as she watched the gleeful expression. Beast Boy and kittens? A surprisingly cute image.
"So… what were you planning to do with these little guys?"
"Well…." Raven sighed, dragging her palms down her face as the little black runt made its way towards her. Scooping the silky fuzzball into her palms, she nestled the baby to her cheek, relishing in its rich purrs and luxuriously happy waves of emotion. "I was kind of hoping to show them to Starfire before Robin even sees them." She chuckled, staring into the glowing blue eyes. "You know how Star can always appeal to his good side, right? I figured… You know… Prey on his weakness."
Beside her, the changeling snorted. Scooting closer to the girl, a herd of kittens followed, mewling and clambering into his lap once he was situated again. Slinging her arm around her shoulders, his pet the tip of the runt's head softly, the movement of his hand brushing ever so slightly over her cheek. It tickled.
"You're the kindest person I've ever met." He mumbled, tipping his head to rest against hers. "You pretend like you hate strays, then you bring home seven kittens!" Making a popping sound with his lips, Beast Boy smiled. "It's kind of cute."
"Don't say that," the girl frowned, letting the kitten fall to her lap. "Not cute, Gar. And besides, I brought home some cats. You tried bringing twelve German Shepards!"
Beast Boy chuckled. "Seven cats is a lot of cats, Rae. That's all I'm saying."
"Yeah…." Raven sighed, resting an elbow on his knee. "And that's not all…" His attention peeked, and he turned sideways to face her. A sheepish blush drifted from her neck to her forehead, and he leaned in with anticipation.
"What is it, Rae?"
"Their mother's in the basement."
