Prompt 9: Shape

Maybe it had been a joke. Maybe it had been just a little, playful remark.

It still hurt. Enough to make Terra punch Beast Boy squarely in the jaw and leave the rest of the Titans in a stunned silence as she exited the living room.

In theory, she should be over it. They'd all forgiven her, and over the past few months, she'd enjoyed being a Titan again. But Terra was ashamed of what she'd done, and when Beast Boy had said something kidding and stupid and thoughtless about how maybe she should just go join Slade and try to kill them all again if she didn't like his vegan waffles, she'd snapped.

Barricading herself in her room was the only thing she could think to do. They'd all come by to check on her: Raven, Robin, Starfire, Cyborg. All but Beast Boy. And shouldn't he have been the first to come after her? Shouldn't he have been at the head of the pack, trying to knock down her door and apologize? Didn't he realize how saying stuff like that that made her feel? He was only her boyfriend. He was only her best friend. No big deal right?

It had been an hour, and no Beast Boy. It sure felt like a big deal.

And then she heard it. Faintly, at first, then louder…

"Baby, please try to forgive me…"

Terra's eyes widened and she raced to her window. The music was coming closer, the sound was getting louder. Suddenly Beast Boy himself appeared before the glass, standing on a hovering platform that Terra recognized from one of Cyborg's new airborne obstacle courses.

"Hold me now don't bother if every minute it makes me weaker, you can save me from the man that I've become…"

"Beast Boy! What're you doing?" Now that she'd thrown the window open, Terra was suddenly acutely aware that the volume just kept getting louder. And louder. "You're gonna wake up the whole city!"

He grinned widely but didn't stop. And the singing…it really wasn't good.

"LOOKING BACK ON THE THINGS I'VE DONE, I WAS TRYING TO BE SOMEONE, I PLAYED MY PART…" Beast Boy paused suddenly, eyes wide and confused. "Something…about a park…in the…dark?" And then he was back on track, "SO LET ME SHOWWW YOU THE SHAAAPE OF MY HEAAART!"

"Beast Boy!" Terra had leapt from the window and onto the platform, which was now practically nudging at her windowsill. "Why…what…?"

"You like this song, right?" Beast Boy had a mischievous glint in his eye, his performance over. "I never took you for a closet Backstreet Boys fan…"

"I'm…I'm not…" Terra protested weakly, but the embarrassed blush creeping across her cheeks betrayed her. "How did you…?"

"Cyborg found a burned CD labled 'Christmas Music' with this song in the computer a week ago. You were the logged user who ran the disk." Beast Boy rolled his eyes. "Of course, Cy said it with a lot of weird techno lingo, but I cut out all the boring parts because I didn't really get it."

"So you just…"

"Borrowed the new training course to say I'm sorry? Yep!" He looked so proud of himself. She couldn't help but giggle.

"Just to say you're sorry?"

"What I said was…pretty bad. And I didn't mean it."

Terra shook her head. "Don't…don't worry about it. I might've been…overly sensitive."

"Yeah, well, I'm also sorry it took so long. I almost crashed the course into the kitchen while programming the coordinates. Finally Cy kicked me off the controls and did it for me."

"You could've just come to my door, y'know. I'm not really picky."

Beast Boy shook his head. "Not enough. Not for you. And besides, then I wouldn't have been able to make myself look stupid in front of all of Jump City."

"It wasn't that bad," Terra consoled him, kissing her boyfriend on the cheek.

"Aww, just the cheek? C'mon, Terra, do you want me to do the song all over again?"

"No, Beast Boy-"

And then he was off again, singing at the top of his lungs.

"LOOKING BACK ON THE THINGS I'VE DONE, I WAS TRYING TO BE SOMEONE, I PLAYED MY PART, PARK DARK LARK FAAART, NOW LET ME SHOOOW YOU THE SHAAAPE OF MY HEAAART!"

Loneliness is tragical.
-Shape of My Heart/Backstreet Boys-