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ââŠWould it be a bad thing if I said yes?â
â....Guess not thenâ
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cobaltbeetle liked your post:Bruce are you elegant
âWhat possible reason⊠do you have⊠to like that? Do you need lessons?â
ââŠWould it be a bad thing if I said yes?â
â....Guess not thenâ
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âWhat possible reason⊠do you have⊠to like that? Do you need lessons?â
"...Would it be a bad thing if I said yes?"
This night..
âThereâs always use in reminders to fix-up cliches- okay then, whoa, geez.â Bart stumbled forward (but caught himself) as he was guided toward the living room. âDid you have a change of heart in there? Get bored?â Once he realized he was in the spotlight (and a focal point of attention along with Jaime) he froze and rubbed his own arm nervously. âHey guysâŠSo. Games. Cool. Weâre uh. Joining?â He looked at Jaime and then sat down. âYeah, weâre joining whatever this is.âÂ
"Sorry to barge in like this but I figured two more guys could help liven things up" he said to the other college kids who have seen Jaime's face every now and then. All the while some girls whistled at Bart, only to make Jaime scowl to himself as he looked away. That would only prove to be a mistake as the bottle landed on him the first try. "Oh shit.." he said as he crossed his fingers for it to land on anyone but Bart. He was so close to breaking. 7 minutes alone with him was the LAST thing he needed.
This night..
Shortly after Jaime emerged from the bathroom, Bart looked up and stood. âTook you long enough! Then again everything is a long time for me. Itâs a âmeâ thing, not a âyouâ thing, donât worry about it.â He popped off his earbuds and pocketed his phone. âYou still holding up okay? Still not stumbling over everything? I hear thatâs a side-effect of âkrunkitudeâ but itâs beyond my legal knowledge forâŠâŠ..a while.â
"Yeah I know. You told me remember?" he said. He remembered Bart going off about his powers and how time seemed to flow differently for him. It was a good thing that the speedster made sure to selectively choose what he told. Jaime would feel worse had he known that he could have the possibility of moving too fast where time stood still but he still aged.
"Here.. lets go find someone playing party games to make it up to you" he said as he pushed him into the living room and joined a group of college kids already going to play a version of spin the bottle and 7 minutes in heaven.
This night..
âAlright, alright. But I get to say âI told you soâ. Because I told you so.â Bart followed Jaime in the bathroomâs general direction, but stopped well before it. Despite his struggle against personal space, he still had some rules, however minor they were.Â
Unfortunately, other visitors of the party acted as sound proofing. Bart walked over to a group, attempted to flirt, got rejected (predictably) and used the newfound cleared wallspace to lean against. He put a pair of earbuds on and proudly enjoyed his new sitting area.Â
He had a bit of an argument with the scarab for a good minute or two.
"- It's not that simple. Look. I want to tell him, I really do. Pero the fact is that even if I wanted to pretend that things would be ok after I told him. How would I know if he even felt the same?" He said softly. "He's my best friend.. he's amazing.. I don't want him to treat me differently for what I feel for him." He sat in silence, letting the sink water run.
[Stastical chances remain unreliable and unknown due to one small unforseen circumstance. You haven't tried. I will allow you to do what you like without further commentary for the remainder of this night....use it wisely Jaime Reyes]
With a slap of the forehead, he got out of the bathroom and made his way back...only to see that Bart was well.. getting social.
This night..
Their talk revealed a couple things to Bart too. As Bartâs initial martyr paranoia subsided, he was allowed to use his time more freely. Regardless, he still wanted to be around Jaime inordinately often. Come That Talk, he reflected how well they worked together. After it, he began romantic contemplation because he thought it may be prudent (while trying to convince himself he was above infatuation). It acted as a gateway to future introspection.
Now, he unabashedly acknowledges his own feelings, but refrains from voicing them. It would potentially complicate things from a mission standpoint. (Because heâs above trivial concessions for broship ruination, clearly.)
âThaaaaaaaaaaatâs unlikely, but Iâll take it.â He sat up again and hopped off the table. âIf you do have fun, youâd be the first true inebriated fun-haver. Especially because weâre just chilling in this boring room.â Bart phased his hand through the wall, but soon retracted it. âNevermind, public party. Stairs. Walking. Those are things.â
"Relax dude. If you want we can stay here until it wears off enough. Alright?" He said after a couple of longing stares that were just a few seconds too long to be friendly before he headed off to the bathroom to wash his face. Would that help him sober up quicker? Who knew. He was still pretty new to drinking despite being legally of age.
[your lack of self confidence in admitting your feelings for the Impulse continues to surpass my understanding. The fear that you have only exists in your head and is pitiful that you are influenced by it] The scarab said.
"Then clearly you've never been rejected before. And also, can you stop calling him Impulse? He goes by Kid Flash now hermano. 5 years and you still call him that." He said.
"Besides. It's not him I'm worried about. It's.. everyone else.. my parents.. my family? What would they think if they found out?" He said with a frustrated tone.
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This night..
Bart, predictably, was with KD on this. He remained thoroughly unconvinced.Â
âRiiiiiiiiight. You picked the public party to get wasted abnormally. Thereâs a trope that always ends well.â Bart sat on the table and stretched. âI guess Iâm on recovery duty either way, soâŠâŠ.my only request is that you hurl in a toilet here and not on me. Keep to the crash, stray from the modeing.âÂ
He laid back on the table and looked up at Jaime.Â
âSo who is the cutie, tiger. Liquid confidence, right? Getting that old booze brazen going. My wingman skills remain subpar, so donât expect any miracles FOR YOU if you talk with them while Iâm around. Iâm Mr.StealYoGirl.âÂ
âOh come on, that only happened at the first party we went to, I told you, it was a bad time and it wasnât going to happen againâ He said. Truly the first time that Jaime had gone to a party was just to get wasted, much like this time. Though that time he was simply stressed too bad with a mission he had gotten back from with the League.Â
That emotional turmoil ended up with his emotions down the toilet, and a heartfelt conversation that made brought his relationship with Bart a lot more closer.Â
But it was also the first time he realized his conflicting feelings for the speedster as well.Â
âHeh, miracles arenât what Iâm expecting ese, or some girl either. seriously. itâs just. getting drunk to have fun, thatâs all.â He said as he took his final shot and looked back at Bart, looking into his jade eyes, hoping that he was being sincere with what he meant.Â
what does "pinche gringo" mean?
it means âi love americansâ in spanish
"Can I kiss you?"
Dick was taken a back, âYou want to kiss me? Ah well, I guess you canâŠâ
"Uhh, yeah! It's for tactical.. practice.." he said, doing his best to lie. But this was Nightwing, he knew he would fail so he just leaned in quickly so that the other's wouldn't think too much on it.
This night..
âI can promise that using centripetal force to create a miniature hurricane under someone windmilling was a one time thing. But not drawing attention to myself? You know how unrealistic that request is.â As they entered the party, Bart waved to people he knew, saluting others. Regardless, he kept to Jaimeâs side, and refrained from any loud overtures and/or outdated dancing.Â
âYeah yeah.. and try to stay away from the party games.â he sighed. âThats the last thing I need right nowâ He said under his breath before he made his way to the kitchen and poured his own shots. Tequila wasnât exactly his favorite, but two shots should be enough to get him where he wanted.Â
[Jaime Reyes, you once again continue to flood your system with soporifics, once again, all in order to bury your obvious adamant feelings for the Impulse] The scarab spoke to him.Â
âNot listening. Weâre not talking about this right now. Just please.. donât ruin this for me.â he said
âNo party gamesâŠ..no unnecessary attentionâŠâŠitâs like youâre actively trying to reduce my fun here.â Bart settled down on the table, letting his head sink to it completely. Despite being large enough to pass for an older party member, Bart still retained some of his impulsive inclinations retained from his upbringing. âI wonât, I wonât. Iâll just be here. Oggling the details on this granite. Possibly attempting to sneak the contents of that right cabinet later.âÂ
He peaked over at the glasses. âThereâs no way youâre going to handle that much booze well, dude.âÂ
He did his best to ignore the scarabâs words that were hounding him in his mind despite his unwilling listening. Jaime simply looked back and poured himself a shot before looking back at Bart and shrugging.Â
âOh come on hermano, itâs just a little bit of fun, plus uh.. I donât know. I wanted to try some of the heavier stuff tonightâ He lied. And right on time the scarab would tell him that that was a lie as well, only for an eyeroll to be given before he decided to down the shot himself and wipe his lips from the liquid as he sighed.Â
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