27. a kiss in greeting [ for bort ]
kiss meme / accepting / @metroskid
For the most part, he ascribed to being a person with a good nature: upbeat, playful, optimistic, and hilarious, in his own very humble opinion. But there were days, scarce and far between days, where he felt everyone and everything around him wholly deserved to fall into some hellish fire pit where they would inevitably be consumed horribly by some flames of damnation or whatever. He didn't always know where the moods came from, and trying to question every little thing that spiralled around inside his head at any given moment was often a lost cause that led to a headache. But, Bart Allen knew exactly what'd summoned his ire today.
Specifically, a lack of Pop Tarts, because he'd accidentally burned his last pack of very limited edition One Piece themed Pop Tarts, and the Devil Fruit flavour was no longer available anywhere in the world, he'd checked, multiple times, everywhere. Sure, he could've jumped into the Speed Force at will, reached back a few months, and acquired some that way. But both Barry and Wally were all over his ass these days about using his suddenly amplified power responsibility, reminding him that all speedsters relied on the speed force for their powers, and that he was now the epicentre for said powers. Cool, no pressure, then. So, he was forced to suffer wretchedly.
His mood hadn't improved by the time he reached the cave. If anything, it was worse because people would now ask: Why are you being such an ass, Impulse? Who pissed in your Cheerios? As if he ever ate Cheerios, the most boring cereal to exist. What were the chances that no one else showed up? Slim to none, he reckoned, and was instantly proved correct upon finding Kon as he zoomed into the kitchen.
Their eyes met across the room, and Bart tried to keep his deeply embedded scowl in place, he really did. Then, it just kinda melted away, and he sighed in vague irritation that one person could have such an effect on him, which in retrospect sounded stupid when he'd been defeated by toaster pastries so easily...but he was going to ignore that.
Still sulking somewhat, he blurred out of sight for a nanosecond and reappeared at Kon's back by the coffee machine, where he nonchalantly climbed onto his back like a koala. "Make me a coffee?" He asked, leaning forward over the broader shoulder to capture the other's lips in a kiss, the action short and sweet, leaving a crackle of static in its wake. "Tim banned me from using the new machine after I tried to turn the old one into a bomb. He's just mad he didn't think of it first." It sounded like a good idea at the time, and he continued to maintain that it was.
