QOTC: How's your Thanksgiving going? (If you celebrate it.)

AOTC: For me? Horribly. Things came up between my friends and I feel like sneaking to my room and crying. I hope writing will help. As it usually does. If not, I'll probably just reread that page in the new issue where Emiko kisses Damian's cheek and he blushes. (Whatta dork. I ship it, whoops.)
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   "Good morning, habibata." Damian smiled at his girlfriend.

   He walked into her room holding a tray of her favorite breakfast foods. A traditional Middle Eastern breakfast Damian had once introduced to her that she fell in love with, Earl Grey tea, topped off with a shiny red apple. "Guess what day it is?"

   "Thanks..giving?" Raven stretched out and yawned. She realized she had slept with a short, silky black nightgown and covered her body with the covers, blushing bright red. She looked at the tray in his hands, then raised an eyebrow. "It's not our anniversary, why'd you do this?"

   "I'm just trying to show how grateful I am for my wonderful girlfriend." Damian closed the door, walked over to her, and set the tray down in front of her.

   Raven smiled at him, then looked down at her foods in satisfaction. "You remembered."

"I'm not going to forget the day my princess fell in love with my culture. Or rather the foods in it, but same difference. " He made his way to lay down on her bed next to her, "And you know you don't have to do that, right?" Damian was referencng her covering herself up with a smirk, "I've seen you in less."

   "You caught me off guard, that's all." The teenager looked over at her prideful boyfriend, letting the covers fall and rolling her eyes at Damian's reaction at seeing her body in the lingerie. "Thank you, love. You're the best." Raven kissed his cheek before indulging into the tajine Damian prepared for her.

   "I am very thankful for you, Raven Roth." Damian said softly. His words clearly sincere, he might not have even been aware he was speaking out loud, as he was looking away from her face. Though, he might've been simply avoiding meeting her eyes. He wasn't exactly completely adjusted to this relationship deal. "You are the best thing to happen to me." He looked up to her eyes, quickly getting lost in them.

   Raven watched him fidget and smiled at his unusual awkwardness. She wasn't used to this, so she took it all in while she could. "I'm grateful for you too, Dame." Raven moved the tray off to her nightstand to crawl on top of Damian and hug him. Her small frame caused barely any disruption or discomfort on the boy, so he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back just as tightly as she did.

   Damian inhaled her scent in, smiling warmly to himself. He kissed her neck and shoulder sweetly a few times as he rubbed his hand along her back, all before whispering. "Happy Thanksgiving, Rae.. I love you."