Raven x Reader – Typical Nightmares

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Request: Anon; 

22, 26 and 29 wit Raven from Teen Titans please?

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Raven jolts up right on her bed, sweat dripping down her
face. She can feel her heartbeat pulsating through her body, her shallow gasps
of air not enough to provide the much needed oxygen to her shivering body.

Her eyes remain open in terror as the memories of her
nightmare lingers through her mind.

It’s always the same, night after night. It’s always about
her father and his eventual rule over earth. The only thing that changes is his
strategy. You’d think she would get used to them by now, but that’s far from
the truth. She can do nothing but watch and shake in utter fear as she watches
the life drain from her friends. It’s especially terrifying for her to watch
the gut-wrenching death of-

“Raven?”

Raven flinches and her muscles tense at the quiet voice
sounding from the door. She looks towards her door to find you standing there,
head peeping into the room with the door barely ajar, shedding a strip of light
into the dark room.

“(Y/n)? Wh-What’re you doing here?” Raven asks, the fear
from her previous nightmare still evident in her voice.

“I heard you scream.
Nightmares again?” You ask, the concern clear in your tone.

Raven’s eyes widen slightly at justification. ‘Did she really scream?’ She adverts her
eyes away from you and brings her knees to her chest, hugging them tightly in
comfort.

“I’m fine. I’m okay.” She lies, ashamed of herself for being
caught in such a simple way.

You stare at her small vulnerable form only for a few
seconds before stepping into the room, leaving the door to be forgotten.

“Are you sure? You look pretty shaken up.” You slowly
advance towards the bed, situating yourself on the edge to not frighten her
even more.

“I-I’m okay.” Raven curses herself as her reply comes out
shaky. “I’m sorry I woke you.” She mumbles her apology into her knees, not
having the ability to look at you directly.

“I was awake anyway and I don’t think any of the others woke
up either.” You assure her whilst placing a hand on her shoulder.

Raven only tense further and looks farther away from you in
silent shame.

“Raven?” You call out, quietly adjusting your body in an
attempt to see her face. “Do you want to talk about it? You don’t have to.”

You cautiously reach out and tuck her hair away from her
face and behind her ear, allowing you to catch a glimpse of her face.

Within that glimpse, you see the small twinkle of a tear as
it slowly treks down her cheek.

You gasp and crawl your way in front of Raven, close enough
to reach her but not too close to close to cause her discomfort.

“Raven? What’s wrong?” You ask in a concerned voice.

Raven let’s out a stifled sob and instantaneously covers her
face with her hands. She hates the feeling of her tears slipping down her face
and hates the fact that you are right in front of her, watching her crumble.

So she does the only thing she can think of.

“It’s nothing. I-I’m fine.” Normally when she’s talking to
the others, her lies are better and stronger. But there’s something about you
that eludes her from lying, even when she attempts to, her voice gets shaky and
uncertain, leading her to fall apart even more.

You gently clasp her hands in your and slowly pull them away
from her face.

“Stop telling me
you’re okay. You’re clearly traumatised about something, and I want to help
you.”

The moment her eyes catch yours, she shatters and breaks out
into uncontrollable sobs.

You let her fall into your chest and wrap your arms protectively
around her, allowing her to break down in your comfort as you whisper small
assurances to her, slowly rocking back and forth in a gentle rhythm

You mindfully shift around the bed, slowly bringing the two
of you to lie down on the bed, continuing to caress Raven. You continue to
comfort her as you manage to grab the blankets, wriggling them out from under
you and bringing them up just below you shoulder where Raven snuggles into your
chest.

You then use your free hand to rub up and down her back,
noticing the way her muscles relax under your fingertips.

“Why are you doing this for me?” Raven asks, the evidence of
her previous breakdown still woven in her voice.

“Because I care about
you. You’ve been through a lot already; you don’t deserve to suffer through
this alone. I want to help you through this. I want you to feel like you can
come to me when you’re like this. I want you to feel safe.”

Raven finds it impossible to stop the small smile that
creeps up on her face. She nuzzles further into your chest, a small ‘thank you’
leaving her lips, before slowly succumbing to her exhaustion.

Your own smile brightens at her soft words. You tangle your
hand in her hair, combing through it as you submit to your own tiredness.

Regardless to say, the team made a note to remain quiet,
letting the two of you sleep in the comfort of each other.