A/N: Written for Missa Stone as a late birthday present. Enjoy!
Compatible but not the Perfect Pair
She was strong. She wasn't the sort of girl who would hero-worship a guy – but rather, she was the sort who could be a hero herself.
She was the sort of girl that kept him on his toes, even if he wouldn't have minded just kicking back and relaxing. Though it was a good thing, in the end. Her driving him on. It wouldn't have done him any good becoming complacent after all.
And his ego could use a few pricks every now and then – or a few kicks, rather, when it came to him. Just like her confidence could sometimes use a little boost after it took a hammering, and he would be the one to boost it.
They weren't the perfect pair. If there was trouble the both of them would rush right in and get caught – but that was fine. They didn't need to be perfect.