I got salty, so this happened.
He woke up in a panic, the landscape of dreams still fresh in his eyes.
Beast Boy should have been used to it by now – his girlfriend’s wacked out, all-consuming nightmares. Yet, he jolted up in their bed regardless, kicking up the blankets and punching the air like he was ready to fight Slade himself.
“Where’s the fire? Who died?! Is Darkseid attacking the tower?! Batman? I got it, I got it covered!” he exclaimed, still somewhat in a sleeping stupor.
By the time he was able to discern that he was in his bed, with no immediate danger, Beast Boy’s heart was still recuperating from the frenzied gallop induced by adrenaline.
He glanced over to find Raven sitting up in bed beside him, watching him with a troubling look.
Garfield rubbed at the remaining sleep in his eyes, and tried again to discern the current expression on his girlfriend’s lovely face.
“Uh…no fire, I take it?” he joked, slightly embarrassed by his earlier outburst.
Raven continued to give him the same apprehensive, offended look she’d fixed him with since he’d awoken.
Beast Boy’s uneasy smile fell. “Rae? You okay? Was it another nightmare?”
He reached out to touch her, only to notice the empath flinch uncharacteristically from his graze.
Something in his heart tore. He withdrew like a wounded animal. “Raven…?”
Her gaze dropped to her lap, and guilt changed her features into something new. She appeared as uncomfortable in her skin as she had when the mark of Scath had appeared. “It was just a dream…,” she murmured, but it came out sounding like an explanation for her own ears rather than his. “A stupid, stupid dream…”
Raven hugged her bare arms despite it being obnoxiously warm in their bedroom, her porcelain skin prickling to life with goosebumps.
“…Did you want to talk about it?” he spoke softly, treading slowly with his words.
“No! I-I can’t…,” Raven replied, her cheeks burning.
Yet again, Garfield’s heart felt like it had been swallowed whole by his own stomach. There usually wasn’t anything Raven couldn’t tell him, not these days, anyways.
How serious was it when she didn’t even want him touching her?
“I know how vivid your dreams can be, Rave. I know that sometimes, they’re even a lot like premonitions-”
Her eyes widened, and she spun her head in his direction. Somewhat paler than normal, she squeaked, “You’re going to cheat on me?!”
Beast Boy sputtered, opening and closing his mouth a few times in disbelief. “I’m gonna what now?!”
Raven bit down on her bottom lip, quickly averting her gaze when she’d realized what she’d spoken aloud.
“Hold the phone – did-did you just say that I cheated on you?!”
Raven silently picked at the thin fabric of the sheet still covering her legs.
“You can’t be serious, Rae. You can’t actually believe that I’d ever – I mean, have you met me?!”
“It was just a dumb dream, Gar, let it go,” she whispered, glaring down into her lap.
“Let it go?!” he scoffed. “How can I? My own girlfriend thinks that I’d do something so incredibly despicable! Like Rita raised some kind of scoundrel!” he seethed through gritted teeth, growing irritable.
Not waiting a moment longer, Garfield then grabbed both of Raven’s hands into his own, taking her off guard. He stared into her eyes, intense enough that the empath blushed and had to look away.
“Do you trust me, Raven?”
She took in a deep breath. Nodding her head once, the response coming almost naturally. She couldn’t have lied even if she tried.
His eyes softened. “Then you know, I’d never, ever do anything like that. Not to you, or anyone else. I’ve never done it in the past, and I sure as hell don’t intend to now.”
The way he spoke, it was like a vow; a promise he was hellbent on keeping.
“Your dream version of me sucks by the way. He’s completely out of character, and I think you ought to fire that imagination of yours and get a better one,” he joked then, lightening the mood.
His grip weakened, but he didn’t let go of her hands.
Raven’s eyes watered; the overwhelming amount of sincerity she could pick off the changeling was leaving her feeling ridiculous, and with every moment that passed, the more her dream seemed completely unfair to Garfield’s character.
“Rae, I love you. Only you. I don’t want anyone else.” He shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips as his heartfelt words brought down the icy barrier she’d put up around her. Garfield regarded her like a blind man seeing the moon for the very first time.
She kissed him then. Grabbed his face and brought his mouth to hers in a crushing embrace, her eyes squeezing shut from the raw emotion she was experiencing. He easily melted into her touch, and pulled her down on top of him.
Raven had never been too good with words, he knew that. She preferred to show her love to him in other ways. So they stayed under the covers that morning, where Garfield proved over and over and over again exactly why he’d never even think about cheating on the one woman he was so hopelessly and irrevocably in love with…
I think I got my point across. :)