Beastboy got inside, and headed to his room. He grabbed his darts, old poisons from his tribe. Then he went to a file, pulled out a picture, pinned it to his wall, and grabbed a mix CD. With his radio playing and his door locked, he proceeded to toss dart after dart into the picture.
Cyborg was cooking up some lunch while everyone listened to the familiar track. It was always one of the only two songs on the CD: Angels Don't Kill by Bodom, or Animal I Have Become by 3 Days Grace. It always was after a battle of some sort, be it a villain or within himself. Of course it annoyed them, but Beastboy needed his release.
Raven hated to admit it, but she was worried. She hid it, but it was true. She hated how bad Beastboy's pain was and that he couldn't talk about it. He had his act, and he wouldn't break. She read the line in her book again, occasionally flipping the page to make it seem real.
Suddenly a hand tapped her shoulder. Raven turned to find the blue brother of her crush. "Did I just say I had a crush on Beastboy?" Raven thought as she looked at him quizzically. "Come here Rae, I need some help." Then he lead her to his room, which had belonged to Terra. She sat on the bed, as did he. "Raven, Garfield needs you to talk to him." Austin said, his blue eyes piercing her own. Raven was shocked, "No, he needs someone helpful. Someone-" But Austin put a finger to her lips.
"Whenever he sends me letters, it always details you. He touches on Cyborg and Robin and Star, but he always went into you most. He talks about your hair, your eyes, your voice. Raven, he loves you. Not like a sister or brother or father, like the others. He loves you and needs you right now." Austin removed his finger and stepped out of the room with a grin on his face.
Raven thought about things as she sat there. She did adore certain parts of him. His skin, his voice, his inner and outer strength. Strangely everything in her mind told her what she never thought possible. Raven loved. And to top that, she loved Beastboy. She then walked out of the room and toward his.