BBRae Week 2015 3 - Dreaming
In all things, Raven was the epitome of restraint. She controlled her emotions and reactions to every conceivable situation and thus controlled her astounding powers. She was able to express herself, of course, but repressed more passionate feelings almost automatically at this point. Anger? She certainly expressed it but easily suppressed any potentially damaging consequences... usually. Laughter? Rarely heard from the sorceress, and not just because Beast Boy wasn't funny. Love? Well... after the disaster of Malchior, she didn't dare meddle with that one at all. In the real, waking world, that is. In her dreams, she did whatever she pleased. She had learned the skill of lucid dreaming and had finally wrested control of them from her traumatised subconscious and demonic blood. While dreaming, Raven could laugh, cry, shout and play.
In the real world, she was in love. In her dreams, she was loved. By Beast Boy.
When it first began, even she found it perculiar that he would be her choice. They often clashed, even as she subdued her own personality through sheer force of will. He was the one who caused the most lapses in her control. On reflection, that should have been a hint that there was something special about him. Something she admired and would later grow to love. She wondered occasionally about her choice to dream about him. Was it right to deliberately dream of him in such a way? Did it make a difference that it was her only chance to feel such things? Would the real Beast Boy balk and recoil if he found out? In the end, the temptation was always too great, and she would dream of green hands in hers, green lips on her own. She walked to the common room, lost in her thoughts. The door opened, revealing Beast Boy and Cyborg. The changeling was modelling his new costume, short-sleeved and red and white. Cyborg laughed as the green teen flexed in front of a large mirror.
"Hey! What's so funny?" Beast Boy yelled.
"You, Mr Universe," Cyborg replied, bursting into fresh laughter. Beast Boy turned back to the mirror.
"Pff! Laugh all you want, dude. I'll have you know the chicks love to look at the Beast Man!" he said, catching Raven's reflection in the mirror. "Right, Rae-Rae?" Raven raised a critical brow, ruthlessly forcing her face to remain its usual grey. Beast Boy waggled his eyebrows and continued to pose.
"Hmph. In your dreams..." she eventually replied. To her surprise, Beast Boy didn't pout, didn't complain, didn't whine... he blushed. Incandescently. Raven had, it seemed, hit the proverbial nail on the head. She pretended not to notice and made her way past a hysterical Cyborg to the kitchen.
Perhaps her dreams weren't so impossible after all.
I'm leaving this stuff far too late lol.
-Jack