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I wake up slowly. Beast Boy is still here, but I'm too tired to care.
We hadn't finished until sometime after the sun rose. We had never done that before. After the first time, we fell asleep, for all of five minutes. Then, Beast Boy kissed me, and round two started. I don't remember how many more rounds there had been after that. All I know is that when one of us finished, the other one managed to start us up again.
At the time we managed to forget.
But now I'm awake and I remember. I want to go back to sleep. I close my eyes and hope that I will.
"Rae?" He asks as he stirs.
I respond with silence. Maybe he'll go back to sleep.
"I know you're awake." He tells me.
His nose nudges my neck. I grunt at him and he laughs at me for it.
"I thought you were a morning person."
"Not today; not after last night." My voice sounds like my throat collapsed in on itself. I feel his body stiffen against mine, like I've offended him.
"I'm sorry." He whispers. Guilt buzzes around him like a horde of angry bees. My body twinges when I move to make our eyes meet.
I don't have to ask why he's sorry. "I used you." He explains, "I used you to forget about her; that little girl."
I kiss him, even though I know I shouldn't. There's a difference between a kiss for the fun of it and a kiss for comfort, but I kiss him for comfort anyway. We've already done a lot worse for the sake of comfort.
Beast Boy kisses me back. I pull away and force myself to speak. I desperately want to fuck instead.
I tell him I used him too. I tell him about how I want to use him again, right now. I tell him that he isn't the only one who wants to forget and that he's selfish for thinking he was the only one. I tell him that it's easier to let him be selfish then face my own feelings. I tell him a lot of things; even about my most unheroic thought.
When I confess that, he doesn't stare at me in horror like I thought he would. He's only surprised. He touches my hair and tells me that he's sorry for being selfish. He says he's sorry for being a shitty friend. I tell him that he hasn't been. He says he'll do better anyway.
We stare at each other. I feel empty now that we've told each other all of this and so does he.
"How angry do you think Rob is that we weren't at practice this morning?" He asks me after a while.
I'm glad he's saying something. "Very."
"Do we care?"
I smirk, "Not at all."
He chuckles, "That's what I thought."
"Are we going to get up anytime soon?" I ask him.
"Nah," He says, "moving would suck."
"If we wait any longer, it'll suck more." He ignores this.
"I like this whole laying-in-bed-all-day thing. It's nice."
"Don't get used to it," I tell him as he puts his head on my shoulder, "I'm only doing this because you're sad."
"Whatever, you're sad too."
I shrug even though he's right. He kisses my shoulder, just because it's there to kiss.
"It's nice that we can be sad together." I say.
He kisses my shoulder again.
It's not until the next day at breakfast that the others see us again. Starfire's exuberant over our return and Cyborg is oddly quiet. As we expected, Robin tries to harp on us before we get the chance to reach the kitchen.
"Where the fuck were you two?"
I find his choice of words amusing, though I vaguely wonder how he didn't figure out where or what we were up to. Weren't our communicators supposed to have some sort of tracking signal?
"When Cyborg said he couldn't locate your coms…"
Ah, so Cyborg knows. I glance at him, but he turns and looks at his waffles. I wonder why he lied for us.
I sit down, but Beast Boy remains standing. He takes the brunt of Robin's rant. Just as I feel Robin's anger peak, Beast Boy moves to hug him. Even I'm surprised.
He pulls back, but he holds Robin by the shoulders, "Dude, I'm okay; We're okay."
I feel Robin break, or at least, I feel his guilt break. The anger fades. Beast Boy smiles. Starfire cheers and announces that we should get pizza to celebrate. Beast Boy agrees and so the eternal argument about whether we'll get meat-lover's or veggie begins again.
Everything goes back to normal.
