@werewitchling: 14, 15, and 17 Angst for Bart Allen? (sorry if only allowed one prompt per character)
14. “Can you shut up for once in your life?”
15. “Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”
17. “If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”
Prompt List
Fandom: DC / Young Justice TV show
Pairing: Bart Allen x Reader
Notes: This one turned out longer than I anticipated. Guess I’m a little more chatty than I thought. Also, I didn’t add in the last one verbally. It just didn’t fit. If you want I can change that.
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He was always so happy. Always making jokes. It was as if Bart Allen didn’t have a care in the world.
To everyone else that is.
You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but whenever you talked ot him there was always this slightly bitter taste in your mouth. Always that salty scent of sadness. Always that tinge of a pitch as if on the verge of tears.
But what did you know? You hardly knew the kid really. Yeah, you both had gone on a few missions but honestly never talked much outside of this hero life.
Which maybe made the flight to your mission together so awkward.
Two weeks after Wally. It felt too soon if anyone had asked you. Which they didn’t. So you went along with the mission.
But who were you to judge the elder team members?
“I’m excited to work with you H/N” Impulse said running up and sitting next to you. His fingers tapping on his leg quickly as he looked around the plane. You nodded playing with a strand of your blue wig.
“Me too impulse, it’s always a lot of fun with you,” you said trying to show him some kindness. Anything to try and fight back that strange forced smile you always saw on his face. That pain that leaked through him like storm clouds ready to burst.
It was supposed to be a simple mission. Help the bigger heroes evacuate a small village that was in the middle of a battlefield between the rotten government and rebels. They figured with Bart’s speed and your abilities to control the weather it would an easy mission.
The problem was they didn't’ see what you saw.
How broken Impulse really was.
Even you had underestimated his buried pain until you both were standing there in the middle of it. You pulling a low fog around the refugees helping hide them as Impulse ran back and forth into the small homes helping people out.
Everything seemed to be fine until it wasn’t.
“Where’s Bart?” you asked one of the military men who was helping the people board the planes.
“There was some meta out there, I don’t know some laser dude, he went after him.”
Shit.
Above you, the sky swirled in tense anticipation.
Something was wrong.
Quickly you ran toward where the shoulder pointed.
You found him standing there frozen in his tracks eyes side. A small man laying in front of him. Not breathing.
“Impulse?”
“I… there’s…” his skin was pale deathly pale. You looked up to see the meta the soldier had told you about holding a man by his throat red electricity sparking around him the ground from his energy.
This wasn’t good.
“Hey, Mister!”
He turned to look at you as the sky above rumbled with your own anger. The frustration of the world around you. The injustices you had to confront every day. People like this guy spreading so much pain while those like Impulse and these villagers lay in his wake.
“Well hello, little g….”
He didn’t even get to answer as you launched yourself at him with the force of a tidal wave. Lighting flashing from the sky crashing into him.
Your body lighting up with the energy of the elements that flowed through you as you pounded him into the ground as the heavens themselves seemed to open up around you.
Moments later the meta lay on the ground knocked out, a Meta collar on his neck ready to be picked up.
Slowly you walked toward Bart kneeling down in front of him.
“Are you ok?” you asked. He shook his head as if waking up from a dream, blinking a few times his gaze focusing on you.
“Yeah, I’m totally crash. That was pretty amazing H/N I mean the way you…”
“Can you shut up for once in your life?”
“Huh?” for the first time in probably this whole life, Bart wasn’t sure what to say.
“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.” you said helping him up, “Always bottling up those emotions just makes it worse.”
“I… I’m fine” the words sounded wrong, even to him. You studied him, watching it all coming up, bubbling to the service. The pressure building.
You gently took his hand in your own, “you’re not, and that’s ok.” you said pulling him into a hug. Pulling him to you as if you could hold him together.
He hugged you back letting it all go, tears running down his cheeks like the soft rain that was gently falling across the now silent battlefield around you both.
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