Jinx held tight to her boyfriend's arm. "Are you sure I can do this?" She asked seriously, peering up at him.
"You tell me," Cyborg answered. Jinx glanced down at the tape strip that marked her progress.
"Yeah, but you've been here the whole time," she whined.
Cyborg rolled his eyes. "C'mon, Jinx. I'll be right here. I'll catch you if you fall." He moved away, allowing Jinx to stand on her own. She wobbled, but didn't fall over.
"You know, I bet you could just make me a hover chair or something. That'd be really cool," Jinx said. Cyborg rolled his eyes and motioned for her to move forward. "Geez, no give? Not even for your favorite person in the world? Cold. That is just cold," she continued to complain, but stepped forward about an inch. "Hey, look at that. I think that's enough progress for one day, how about you? …No? Oh, fine." Jinx continued making shaky steps, but stumbled. Cyborg, true to his word, was there to catch her.
"Thirteen feet," he said. "That's a new record." Jinx crossed her arms.
"I am aware of that. I am also aware that you are going to make me do it again," she told him pointedly.
Cyborg kissed the top of her head. "Yep."
Two grueling hours later, Jinx stood up and walked from her own wheelchair to flop dramatically on the couch. "You people are slave drivers," she informed Raven, who simply smirked without looking up from her book. Jinx rolled over onto her back. "Cyborg? Can you get me some food? You know, since I was a good girl and walked all the way to the couch by myself?" She blinked up at him pleadingly. Cyborg rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen. "And not tofu!" Jinx added as an afterthought.
"I'm a slave driver, not a sadistic maniac," he responded.
"Thank you!" Jinx called after him with a smile. He just waved a hand in response. "He makes me food. I'm in love," she said to Raven, who smirked again.
"Even if he does make you walk?" She asked, still not tearing her eyes from the paper.
Jinx made a face. "Well, I guess. It does help that he's totally built… Literally." Raven snorted. Jinx smirked. "Wow. I've been here less than half a year and I've already made you laugh. How long did it take Beast Boy again?" This time, Raven let out a real laugh, causing the lights overhead to flicker.
Quickly composing herself, Raven answered. "I'm just not quite sure he understands that my sense of humor is embedded in sarcasm, insults, and pain," she admitted.
Jinx toyed with a smirk. "Does that mean he still hasn't?"
Raven just smiled and looked back down at her book. "Maybe."
"Maybe what, Rae?" Raven flinched, and the lights flickered again. Jinx rolled her eyes. The empath was still jumpy around the changeling ever since the incident at game night. Beast Boy and Robin stepped out of the elevator together, Beast Boy stopping to chat, Robin simply nodding at them on his way to the kitchen. Starfire had managed to convince him to open up towards Jinx. Starfire had managed to convince him to do whatever she wanted, actually. In fact, that was why Robin was headed to the kitchen, about to try to teach Starfire how to cook something, well, edible.
"Hey, Rob," Cyborg said, brushing past his leader with a roast beef sandwich. He placed the plate in front of Jinx.
"You are an angel," she told him seriously. He snorted and pushed her legs off the couch.
"I thought I was a slave driver," he responded, sitting in the space he had cleared. Jinx pretended to consider it.
"You're both," she decided, taking a bite of the sandwich. Cyborg snorted again.
"How does that work, exactly?" He asked, putting an arm around her.
"How should I know?" She responded, innocently looking into his eyes. He chuckled and kissed her forehead. Jinx grinned.
"Got something in your teeth there. I'll get it," Cyborg told her, leaning in to kiss her. I could get used to this. Why'd I ever start stealing again? Jinx thought to herself.
"Ugh, get a room," Beast Boy whined. Jinx and Cyborg separated slowly, each taking their time to come up with a proper retort. "Ooo, someone's jealous he can't kiss his girlfriend without blowing up the tower," Jinx teased. Raven's head snapped up from her book. Beast Boy blushed deeply, and then glanced at Raven. Her face clearly said she was waiting for his response. He gulped.
"I, uh… She's not technically my girlfriend?" He squeaked. Raven looked back down, clearly not satisfied, but at least pacified by his answer.
"Aww, wittle Beast Boy's scared to get in twouble wif his giwl-fwiend!" Cyborg called.
"She's not my girlfriend," Beast Boy growled. Raven's head rose slowly, analyzing the situation. Beast Boy didn't appear to notice.
Jinx saw the opportunity, and took it. "Oh, she isn't? But don't you want her to be?"
Beast Boy's face suddenly lost all color, and he spluttered. "Well- I- Uh. No?" Cyborg and Jinx hissed through their teeth. Wrong answer, Jinx thought to herself, shaking her head.
Raven closed her book slowly. "Oh, you don't?" She asked, her eyes full of something that reminded Jinx of dry ice: Colder than cold, but ready to burn you with only one touch.
Beast Boy's eyes widened in horror. "Uh. Yes. No. Maybe? Please don't kill me," he whimpered. Raven raised an eyebrow.
"Alright, I won't. If you answer her question. Honestly," Raven hissed, her voice calm but dangerous. Beast Boy sighed, but not in relief. It seemed he was steeling himself for his next words.
"Yes. I would definitely like to be your boyfriend," he told her, his voice tripping over the last word. Raven strode over to him, took his face in her hand, and kissed him deeply.
"Get a room!" Cyborg and Jinx giggled.