Beast Boy was ecstatic. He didn't need a large declaration of love, or even open affection. He knew that wasn't Ravens style. Just to know that she liked him back was enough for him.

She had gone back to treating him like an idiot, but he didn't mind. She no longer scooted away from him when he sat too close, and she wouldn't pull away when he held her hand. He was even able to hug her more often and only received slight glares.

Raven stayed silent about every little show of affection he threw at her, and he knew it wasn't because she was annoyed but because she was enjoying it, even if she wouldn't show it. After years of pushing her buttons, he could easily tell that she was as comfortable with him touching her as he was.

On movie nights, Beast Boy would hold her hand and cuddle up next to her, and she would give him one of her soft gazes that almost melted into a smile whenever he would trace random patterns on the palm of her hand. Beast Boy would grin when she would fall asleep against his shoulder in the middle of the movie and would stay there next to her all night so that she wouldn't wake up alone.

The only thing she would reprimand him for was when he would try to protect her during fights. He would grin up at her as she healed him, and she would frown at him, seeing that he wouldn't stop no matter what she said.

"Why do you do that?" She asked once.

"Cause I don't like seeing you get hurt." Beast Boy shrugged.

She hit him lightly on the head. "Well, stop."

"Nah."

She sighed and plopped down next to him on the couch. "Beast Boy, if you keep blindly running in front of every punch, beam, glob of goo, or whatever the villain decides to throw at me, one day someone's going to throw something fatal."

"You're asking me to just stand there as something 'fatal' comes hurling at you?" Beast Boy asked, suddenly serious.

"Yes."

"No."

"I don't want you to die for me, Garfield!"

"I don't want you to die either, Raven!"

"Well, if I cant get out of the way in time, it's my problem not yours!"

"Raven, even if I wasn't in love with you I would take a bullet for you and you know that. I wont lose anyone else."

Raven froze. All she could do was stare at the green boy in front of her, as his anger and determination radiated off of him. He was serious. He would rather die than lose anyone else that he loved.

"Raven…" Beast Boy started, calmly. "I'll try to be more careful, but I'm not going to stop protecting you."

Raven threw her arms around him and held him tightly. Beast Boy hugged her back, and Raven could feel his anger subsiding. His determination, however, only got stronger.

Beast Boy was blushing furiously. She hardly ever initiated the hugs, and never ones that lasted this long. It was a little embarrassing knowing that she could literally feel how happy he was right now, but he didn't dwell on it. It just felt so good to hold her like this. He contemplated kissing her, but he'd never done that before and didn't know if that would be going to far for her.

Apparently Raven could sense what he wanted, because she pulled away and said, "It's okay, I don't mind."

"Seriously?" Raven nodded. Beast Boy couldn't contain his excitement. He was practically bouncing in his seat. It took a few minutes before he could calm down and then a few more before he could work up the nerve.

It was slow and awkward, and Beast Boy was suddenly very aware of his protruding fang. When he pulled away he turned away from her, but Raven could hardly breathe in his overwhelmingly joyous emotions and knew that his face was probably bright red (or whatever color it would turn with his green skin).

She was glad he wasn't looking because for the first time she could remember, her mouth broke into a real, happy smile.