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Kon sighed.
Gar was whining. Again. Because of course he was.
“Wasn’t he supposed to be like the supervisor of us or something?” he whispered to Tim who was sitting next to him, taking in the scene before him.
“Or something,” Tim hissed back, turning his attention back to the argument about the room of the newest resident of the Titans Tower.
Ladybug had barely even moved in, but her and Gar had been at each other’s throats since before she even stepped through the door.
Most people didn’t like being unexpectedly landed on by green chickens. Who knew? Certainly not Beast Boy.
“I’m just saying that given my different forms, I should have the biggest room!” Gar shouted.
Ladybug scoffed. “Why couldn’t you have thought of that before I moved in?”
“What if I turn into an elephant in my sleep!” he continued, ignoring the question.
Marinette wrinkled her nose. “Have you ever even done that?! You’ve lived in your current room for years!”
“No! But I could!”
Tim pinched the bridge of his nose.
Marinette crossed her arms. “Fine!” she spat.
“Okay!” Gar shouted, still in argument-mode to which Marinette simply raised an unimpressed eyebrow.
Gar cleared his throat. “So, uh – you’re cool with switching rooms?”
She huffed. “Only because I haven’t unpacked yet.”
“Oh. Cool… That’s… Cool, yeah.”
“I’ll help you move!” Bart offered with a gust of wind in his wake.
Kon cringed when it looked as if both Marinette and Gar were gearing up for another shouting match, this time about Bart.
“I can’t look at this.”
“Let’s go order pizza,” Tim offered with a deep sigh.
Kon nodded. “I just can’t help but wonder why it’s a problem now,” he remarked as they went towards the kitchen. “That room has been empty in forever. Why didn’t he just move before?”
Tim chuckled. “Oh, my sweet summer child. Remember the early days when we were arguing about anything and everything?”
Kon lifted an eyebrow at him. “Yeah?”
Tim gave him an expectant look, obviously waiting for him to get the point.
Kon’s eyes widened. “Oh… Oh!”
“Yes, oh,” Tim grinned.
…
“That was completely reckless!” Ladybug shouted when they came back from a mission that involved Beast Boy flying above the large group of enemies as a parrot and then transforming mid-air into an elephant, landing on – and squishing several demonic-looking beings.
Tim sighed. He didn’t disagree, but the arguing was starting to get on his nerves.
“Beast Boy usually knows what he’s doing,” he defended.
Gar perked up. “See!”
“Cut it, Gar, I didn’t say that this was one of those times.” Tim sighed heavily. “You know what? Fuck it. Just don’t die next time,” he grumbled.
Marinette’s mouth opened in outrage, but Tim scurried off before she started arguing with Beast Boy again.
…
Beast Boy looked at the whisker in Marinette’s hand from his place at the breakfast bar.
“What do you mean ‘you don’t control what you get’? That sounds like the stupidest power ever!”
“Tikki’s powers give me what I need, not necessarily what I want,” Ladybug defended sagely.
Gar made a face. “Well right now I need a fucking sandwich. Make me a sandwich, woman!”
Kon winced at the indignation on Marinette’s face and carefully looked the other way when she directed the water spray from the sink directly at his other teammate.
…
Marinette groaned as her transformation lifted.
As long as she was in the suit, she was boosted with more energy, strength, speed and endurance.
But as soon as she was regular old Marinette, her body had a habit of reminding her of the fact that she was a relatively normal human being in the form of deep exhaustion.
Her entire body felt like one big bruise after the grueling battle that had them fighting against legions of superpowered robots.
They were all dead on their feet.
Even Superboy and Wonder Girl had collapsed with Red Robin on the couch as soon as they returned and Impulse was snoring face down on the floor, still in his suit.
Marinette thanked every deity that was listening that she was still in leggings and a t-shirt after her transformation.
Perfectly acceptable sleepwear.
She let herself fall down onto the, by now, familiar bed that didn’t quite smell like her yet.
…
Garfield was tired.
Garfield was beat.
And when Garfield was beat, he was beat.
He only just had enough energy for self-preservation, which meant simple. He let his reptilian brain take over – literally – and slithered through the halls in search of his bed.
He took several wrong turns and at one point he felt tempted to crash in a potted plant.
He very nearly joined the cuddle pile on the couch, but he needed the comfort of his memory foam mattress and heavy duvet.
He almost didn’t make it onto the bed. It was so high up!
He managed to whine just a little, which was an impressive feat in snake-form.
He slithered up and under the duvet, next to a large pillow and God, it was heavenly.
It was just the right kind of soft and firm and so sooooo warm.
He wrapped himself around it entirely, just like the Boa Constrictor he was for the moment.
He was asleep in seconds.
…
Kon sighed at the sight of their two teammates completely wrapped around each other in Marinette’s bed in the soft morning light.
Beast Boy had turned human at some point during the night. Whether he had fallen asleep as a koala or an octopus was unknown, but his limbs were wrapped around Marinette completely.
Not that Marinette seemed to mind with the way she was burying her nose further into the crook of Gar’s neck.
“So, is this an enemies to lovers thing or is it a roommate situation?” Kon asked.
Tim snorted beneath him.
“Both,” Cassie decided from her place at the door. “Both is good.”
She nodded decisively and moved towards the kitchen.
“Anyone up for waffles?”
“Think Gar will survive?” Kon asked, following their leader.
Tim shrugged. “I give him a 30% chance.”
He grabbed Kon’s hand as they walked side by side.
“Enemies to lovers, huh?”
“Shut up,” Kon grumbled and hip-checked Tim, accidentally knocking him into the wall.