Beast Boy and Raven had what people called a ‘situationship’. They did all the things a typical couple would without the labels. And in private. The texts, the Snapchatting, the knees brushing, the laying together, the kissing. All in private and no labels.

It’s not like Beast Boy doesn’t want labels. Or what’s to be a secret. He wants to be Ravens, and he wants Raven to be his. Beast Boy wants it to be known. But, he isn’t going to pressure Raven into anything.

The Titans lounged in the living room, the credits of their movie rolling in the background. Beast Boy was sprawled out on the couch, lazily stretching his arms. His gaze flicked toward Raven, his so-called situationship. Catching her eye, he sent her a silent question—an unspoken invitation to slip away from the group and retreat to her room, just the two of them.t