The Teen Titans aren't real. Whoops, I meant they're not mine. Haha.

"This can't be happening."

Garfield watched as Raven sunk down to the floor, her head in her hands. He hadn't realized how upset being trapped in here would make her, and he felt bad that he was witnessing something she probably didn't want him to see.

In all honesty, Raven couldn't care less that she was trapped in here. It was just the fact the he was in here too. And now she knew something was going to happen. Something she didn't want to happen.

Garfield lowered himself onto the floor next to her, and hesitantly put his hand on her shoulder. She didn't stiffen like usual, but she ignored him nonetheless.

"You okay, Rae?"

She couldn't bring herself to answer him. She knew she was being selfish and immature, but it wasn't fair. How could she have betrayed herself like this?

The blonde continued his attempt at soothing her. "It's okay if you're claustrophobic- tons of people are. And we'll get out of here soon, so you don't need to worry."

She stifled a laugh at how wrong he was, but couldn't find the energy to correct him.

Garfield gulped nervously as his mind debated internally. Right now would be the opportune time to tell her about his problem. "Everybody has a weakness, Rae," he began, hoping that his resolve would hold. "You already know a little bit about mine- what's wrong with me."

She felt her heart stop when she realized where he was going with this. He was going to tell her why he was taking pills. What his medication was for.

What was wrong with him.

"I was diagnosed before my parents died, and back then, it didn't seem like such a big deal. So my body wasn't producing enough iron- no biggie. That was easy to fix."

Iron deficiency? He's all worked up because he's anemic? She suddenly felt a little... underwhelmed at his reveal. She was happy it wasn't anything too serious, but he had definitely made it seem a whole lot worse.

"But after... after it happened, and I was shoved from one foster parent to another... I don't know, I just kind of... gave up."

His last statement recaptured her interest, and she lifted her head from her hands to look at him. He was staring at the elevator doors with a faraway look in his eyes- obviously lost in thought.

Raven suddenly felt sick with herself- she was letting him think she had some kind of condition just so he'd open up to her. How could she be so deceitful?

He opened his mouth to continue, but she quickly cut him off.

"Stop, Garfield. I'm not... I'm not claustrophobic."

He gave her a surprised look, and she was half-expecting him to yell at her for what she had almost let him do.

Garfield, on the other hand, was relieved to hear her confession. He was feeling awful that she was trapped in here, and he could do nothing to help her. Except maybe tell his story. But now he didn't have to.

"That's good," he sighed, leaning his head back against the wall. He didn't have to tell her yet. She didn't have to know.

But he wanted her to.

He turned to face her, ignoring the flustered feeling he got from being so close to her. Now was not the time to think about that.

"You can keep a secret, right?"

She gave him a bewildered look, unsure of what he was talking about. "Yes?"

He breathed a small sigh of relief, though she could still tell he was apprehensive. "I've only told one other person about this, Rae," he whispered, maintaining eye contact with her.

She nodded slowly, realizing that he was still going to tell her. That he trusted her.

"I won't tell anyone, Garfield," she breathed, also ignoring their close proximity. "I promise."

He smiled as he took in her words, satisfied that she was telling the truth.

"You know how I'm a vegetarian, right?"

Raven nodded again, no longer sure where this was going.

He waited for her response, before continuing. "Okay, well, I know that we don't always get all the nutrients and protein that we need, and that wasn't a good mix with my anemia. Or my unstable environment.

"I honestly stopped caring about my health, since I figured nobody cared about me, and I just kept getting worse. I stopped taking my meds, and eventually stopped eating all together. I hadn't really meant to, but I just didn't feel like it. I... I didn't feel at all."

Raven could relate to that feeling, and she knew how awful it was.

Garfield rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, breaking eye contact for a second as he gathered his courage. "Thankfully, I was sent to live with these two incredible people- my current foster parents. They helped me get back into good health. But since I hadn't taken care of myself for so long, I was almost diagnosed with vitamin B12 deficiency- which is another cause of anemia. And a really freaking dangerous combination.

"Like, super bad, actually. The symptoms hadn't really started, but when I read up on them, I found out that they ranged from losing my sense of touch, all the way to schizophrenia. And yeah, I was probably over-reacting or being way too paranoid, but I thought that if anyone found out about me being an anemic, they'd just assume I had all that other stuff, too."

Raven was surprised that he had jumped to that conclusion- personally, she would have only taken his anemia at face-value. But after hearing about his unstable childhood, she figured he had every right to feel that way. Growing up in foster care obviously took a toll on him, and living with special circumstances probably made him think that nobody would want to deal with him.

Garfield waited quietly for her to say something. Anything. A part of him worried that he had scared her off- that she thought he was just a lost cause, like so many others had. Another part of him told him to be patient- that he had just dumped a lot onto her plate, and she was only processing it. That she wasn't like the others. She was different.

"But you're okay now?"

She wasn't sure why she asked that- obviously he was okay. Besides the little incident that had happened in her bathroom the other day, he showed no signs of being in poor health. He was rather hyper and energetic, meaning his medication was doing its job.

He let out a small chuckle at the confused look on Raven's face; she was probably berating herself for asking such a stupid question. It was really cute, though.

"Yeah, I'm okay now," he smiled.

She returned his smile, before the slow realization of how close they were began to set in. Like a nightmare, she felt as if the walls were closing in, and she idly wondered if she maybe was claustrophobic.

"Are you okay?"

Garfield had noticed Raven's face pale considerably, and he unconsciously cupped her face with his hand as her head drooped down slightly.

She felt her cheeks heat up in a blush as she took in their current position, and she cursed herself for letting something like this happen. Again.

The blonde suddenly noticed their compromising position as well, and began to pull his hand back, not wanting to make things awkward. Again.

Raven could feel his hand retracting, and she had no idea what came over her, but instead of leaning away as well, she leaned in closer.

Garfield barely had time to process what was happening as her lips captured his in a sudden kiss. He felt as if he were on fire, yet instead of pain, what he felt was actually enjoyable. His eyes fluttered closed immediately as he leaned into her, deepening the kiss slightly.

Her head was spinning, and she felt a jolt of electricity pass through her body once his lips started responding. She had no idea what the hell she was doing- she knew she wasn't just supposed to sit there awkwardly and press her mouth against his. She tried to recall what she had seen in movies, and began to part her mouth slightly.

He responded immediately by doing the same, and soon their mouths were moving in a somewhat awkward, but much more enjoyable rhythm.

He was just as clueless as her, but didn't want to let it show, so he just tried to do what felt natural. And for some strange reason, kissing Raven felt completely natural.

Not even a minute had passed, yet Raven suddenly felt like she couldn't breath. The realization of what she was doing began to dawn on her, and she suddenly pulled away, causing Garfield to lurch forward slightly.

He opened his eyes in confusion, taking in her flustered appearance, and realization hit him as well.

They stared at each other for a solid minute, matching blushes etched across their faces, before Raven cleared her throat awkwardly.

"Y-you can keep a secret, r-right?"

...Did that just happen? What? What?! WHAT?!

Did I actually just write that? Really? Is this a joke? Did that really just happen? Are you guys going crazy? Did you just imagine that?

Are you going to read the next chapter and realize you were only dreaming? That they hadn't kissed? That none of that just happened? Are you going to wake up tomorrow and realize that this isn't even a real story? That you imagined it all? That the Teen Titans aren't even real? That you were actually in a coma for ten years, and everything you thought was real, isn't?

Or are you going to just fan-girl like crazy 'cuz the world's most irritating author (that is me, btw) actually had your OTP kiss?

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