Raven POV

It's not like I like him.

He's annoying and... annoying, he talks a lot.

You're not buying this are you.

I think I might like Beastboy. At first I just put the thought aside but now...I don't know

Who ever thought Beastboy of all people would end up being my type, I'd actually rather have someone more like me, quiets, calm, smart, and Beastboy is just loud, crazy, and well stupid, I don't know what's wrong with me but it should blow over, right?

Beastboy POV

I refuse to like her.

Not even her silky smooth amethyst hair with peircing eyes to match.

I don't want to like her.

But the feeling rushes back.

She's my friend, and it's the best I got.
Oh but I crave more.

Just a touch on your healthy pale skin would be enough.
But how can I even call myself even worthy of her presents.

How did this even happen, I just looked her in the eye one morning and something just hit me. It might've been cupids arrow.

Raven POV

He...he just does something to me, something I can't explain, something I can't express.

Even those little fights we have mean something, but I don't know what, something he's holding back, something he's hiding it seems like.

This feeling is... nice but..terrible.

It's satisfying, he's there for me when I least need, but there for me in general.
But it's terrible in the sense that I know he's doing something I know he would do for anyone of us.

Beastboy POV

I think I wanna tell her how I feel. Just to get it over with. Never thought I'd say this but my feeling are just eating away at my soul.

Raven POV

I think...I don't know, I should tell him how I feel, if I could stop this feeling I would, but that would only be taking away an important part of myself.

3rd person

The two lovesick teenagers finalized their decisions and made their way out of their rooms.

They walked down the hall towards the common room in hopes the other was there but they found themselves bumping into each other in halls starring dumbfoundedly at each other.

'It's now or never'

Beastboy & Raven

"It's think I like you"

A/N: short and sweet, which I now realize is my type