"Raven, wake up! It's Christmas!"

Raven's eyes snapped open, first aware that somebody was in her room. She pulled the sheets up to her chest and sat up, looking around for an intruder to kick out; she couldn't stand being seen without her cape. Somebody was not only in her room that very second, but they apparently had been there all night. Sparkling ornaments of assorted colors--mostly greens and reds--dangled from anywhere a hook could go: the eyehole of a mask, a bookend, the bedposts, the curtains, and dropped onto the floor. Fake snow, cotton, and paper snowflakes with ornate, feathery-looking patterns had been scattered all over the place (Raven only just realizing that included herself), the different types of replicas badly clashing with each other. Santa dolls were stuffed in every corner, and green and red streamers drooped from the ceiling, obviously once hanging, and to complete it, a wreath of holly and mistletoe was wrapped around Raven's neck.

"Beast Boy!" She hollered, trying to rip off her "necklace".

"Merry Christmas, Raven!" The little green boy seemed to come from nowhere and grabbed her in a giant hug.

She felt her cheeks flushing, but didn't pull away. Raven hadn't hugged many times before, and this time it felt…warm, and that was something she wasn't used to. But it also felt nice, and as she observed the room again, she could feel her heart fluttering at the thought and time put into it. Then she shook it off.

"Beast Boy, first of all, nobody goes into my room."

He snatched his arms off her quickly, which saddened Raven for the briefest of moments, and grinned guiltily. "Heh, heh…Well, you see-"

"And second of all…" She crossed her arms and looked down at him menacingly.

She took a deep breath and opened to her mouth to shout GET OUT, but she had a change of heart. Maybe that was the day that Raven realized something very important, or maybe she already had.

Beast Boy still shutting his eyes and bracing for the impact, Raven suddenly swept him into a hug of her own. His eyes popped open in surprise. "Merry Christmas."

Beast Boy's skin went from green to blue to red. He pushed out of the embrace, smiling nervously. There was an awkward silence for a moment before Beast Boy got the mischievous yet innocent twinkle in his eyes again.

"Your cape," he uttered suddenly, and left out the door for a minute.

Raven remembered that she didn't have it, having forgotten it in the emotional moment. She ran to the mirror and tried to smooth out her hair. Her purple strands could not have been stringier, and her hands furiously running through them did not help. She wondered if Beast Boy liked her hair long or short better. Maybe she'd let it go grow out if he thought she had been hot after her encounter with Slade that one, awful birthday. Or maybe he had just liked her with hardly any clothes on. She didn't know if she'd give that one a try. Raven jumped with a start as the door was slammed shut.

Beast Boy held up her cloak, only, it was…different. The most noticeable feature was that it was red: the bright, jovial red as luscious as holly berries. In fact, it was as red as the holly that bordered the neckline, like a halo of holly. And the edges of the fabric had what looked like white fur attached. Of course, it wouldn't be white fur, Beast Boy being what he was, but the substitute was convincing.

"Beast Boy…it's…" Raven didn't really know. Was it beautiful? Perfect? Stunning? Wonderful? Or was it something in between all of those words, not really any of them, but more. She reached out to stroke it, the velvety material caressing her hands with its lush texture.

"It's for you." Beast Boy handed the masterpiece to her. "It's yours."

She held it up, admiring it for another moment, then slowly slipped it around her shoulders, fastening it with awe. No, it wasn't hers. It was theirs.

"I…I don't know what to say…" Raven turned to him, her face beginning to tinge as red as her new garment.

"You don't have to." He took her hand in his and led the way to the OPS room.

Through the large, glass windows, the sun was almost awake, but still lay on the horizon, just brushing the ocean. Its golden rays generated an aura, creating various hues of pink, orange, and yellow across the sky. It was not snowing, but a couple snowflakes would slowly fall, lazily dancing in the dawn until they met the ground. Raven may not have known it, but a certain green bird or bug would come and spy on her whenever she got up early in the morning and had thought from all the times she came up that she liked the sunrise. All the times he'd accidentally run into Robin had made up for the priceless, shocked but at peace on Raven's face.

Beast Boy plopped down on the sofa, trying to enjoy the sunrise for himself, but it wasn't really his thing. Now video games were something different, but today was Christmas, and he had decided it was the day for giving, friendship, understanding, and maybe something else.

Love.

Raven strode to the couch, fingering the fake fleece lining of her new cloak, and sat down next to Beast Boy. She and him shared a special gaze for a moment before she turned away, back to the sunrise, both blushing. Beast Boy looked up from the blank, black screen of the TV and out the window too, trying to find the serenity of the sky, but in vain. Raven seized her opportunity and gently took his face in her hands. She gently planted a kiss on his lips, demurely, as never having done so before. His mouth tried to cling to hers but she had already broken away. He smiled, and she managed an anxious grin, her heart now beating fast in her head, and the two words she had been searching for the whole day, and maybe her entire life escaped her lips.

"Thank you."

So they didn't do anything too intimate. I don't know if I'm good at writing intimate stuff, and I don't know if any of the other couples will do it yet. Only Red X and I will (but I'm not writing that XD). Hope you liked it! Happy Holidays Again!