Insecurities.

A/N: The characters may be OOC but I don't know DC universe that good, so bare with me.

Rated M for a reason.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice. This story was written just for fun and not for profit. Don't sue me.

Chapter 1.

Artemis POV.

Sometimes I just don't understand him. I mean he's always so smug and flirtatious when around girls and he's trying to act like a big hot macho-man, but when it comes to a real thing, he takes a step back. I don't know what's wrong with him or with me maybe? I've always been straight-forward and I know when I want something, I don't hesitate, I just come and get what I want. Maybe that's because of my father's methods of raising up daughters, maybe not. I don't know. But right now I know that I want my boyfriend to be bolder in his actions. Some people might think that's too early, 'cause it's only been two months since we started dating, but I don't wanna wait any longer. I am a sixteen year old superhero after all, so let's face it. We have at least three missions per week, and sometimes it's really dangerous to take part. And hell knows, maybe one day one of us will be gone on a mission and won't come back alive. What if I don't see him again tomorrow? I don't wanna miss a thing, I don't wanna waste my time for nothing, I wanna live my life now, moment after moment, and I want those moments to be filled by him. Some people might say there's no need to hurry things up, but I say I don't wanna stay aside and watch life passes by.

I often think about how it all started after that New Year's kiss. It was awkward at first. I mean, imagine me and Wally always bickering and making sarcastic comments towards each other and then the same me and the same Wally dating. Weird, huh? M'gann once told me how obvious the two of us were the whole time. I can't agree actually. I couldn't stand him at first, and Superboy was more of a crush for me than Wally, but nothing big of a deal though. But I must admit Wally was kinda hot when I first saw him in his swim shorts and only a towel to cover the top. He wasn't as bulky as Connor, but lean and sleek, years of running couldn't do him a better favor. So where was I? Yeah, right, obvious. Well, maybe later, but definitely not from the beginning. And when that "relationship" thing started it became a little weird to be around each other, because it all felt the same, but totally different somehow.

He was so funny, he blushed every time somebody mentioned us and our so-called relationship. I wondered if he was a virgin. I wasn't. I gave up my virginity almost two years ago to some guy I was really hot for. But I wasn't in love and all that crap. I've never thought that virginity was something to make a big deal of. I mean, I just wanted it to be gone, to find out what it's like and not to worry about it later. I thought being a virgin was kind of dangerous growing up in a family like mine. I mean all those thugs who were after my father could go after me one day and try to sell my innocence on some pedophile market or something. Not that I would oblige that easily but still.

So, my first time wasn't romantic and all. At least I'm grateful for that guy that he got me aroused enough so it didn't hurt like a bitch.

Thus it gave me some kind of immunity to sex jokes and stuff like that. I don't blush when someone's talking about sex with me or around me, unlike Wally. Every time I accidentally mention something about doing nasty he blushes and turns away. I know he's ginger, so he blushes more often than other people, and almost everything can make his cheeks flush, but still.

Actually I don't know what is it between us? Sometimes he's so bold like on that New Year's Eve and he looks so confident, smug even. But sometimes when we're alone he seems so shy and he tells me some scientific geeky stuff instead of going further to second base. He's like two different persons wrapped up in one. And what scares me the most, I seem to like both Wally's sides. Scary, huh? I mean how could I ever fall for a geek? But he's not always like that. He's actually kind of funny and he can make me laugh and he looks so cute when he laughs and crinkles his nose and in moments like those I just want to hug him tight and kiss him senseless. And I don't know why the hell am I speaking like one of those stupid girls who are obsessed with their boyfriends. 'Cause I'm in no way obsessed with Wally. Nah.

And I don't know should I make a move on him? Should I encourage him, let him know that I don't mind him becoming a little closer than just making out? What if he's afraid to make a move? Afraid that it would scare me off? I know I should talk to him about it, but the very thought about talking to him about this makes me uncomfortable. That's kinda weird, 'cause he's my boyfriend, so I don't have to feel awkward talking about becoming closer with him. I mean he's the one I'm going to have sex with after all, so talking with him shouldn't be awkward, right? But oddly enough it is.

Sometimes I think it's just a way to escape, to hide from all the problems around us. I guess I just want to get on the common ground of sex, so not to deal with feelings I have building up in me. I'm not sure what those feelings are yet; it's hard to recognize something you've never seen before. I mean I don't know if I'm in love. How can someone tell for sure if he's in love? What it feels like? I don't know if I'm falling in love with Wally. But what I'm one hundred percent positive is that I care for Wally. I really do. I worry about him when he's on the mission I'm not involved. I can't stop pacing and it freaks me out. I've never felt something like this before to any other guy. And I don't know how to deal with it! So I thought that sex would make everything much easier. But it's not that simple since Wally's been avoiding this topic the last few times I tried to pull it up.

I don't even know if I'm right anymore. What if I'm making a mistake trying so hard to make him make a move on me? But the truth is I'm scared to death! Once he tried to tell me something that sounded a lot like love confessing crap. I couldn't listen, so I shut him up with a mind-blowing make out session instead.

He didn't seem to mind and didn't try to say anything afterwards. But the very chance of him saying the "L" word creeps the hell out of me. I'm not ready to give him a proper answer back. But if I didn't say anything, it would ruin all. So instead I just tried to play sexy, so he would rather take my clothes off than uncover his feelings. But my behavior had a side effect. Wally started being scared of me. And he's been avoiding being alone with me when no one else is in the room. Shit, I've ruined everything. Honestly, I don't know how to act around him. I've never had a real boyfriend, some good decent guy that lasts long. Everything I had in my past was quick flings that didn't mean anything. And I'm so afraid of screwing everything up that it's exactly what I'm doing. Lame, huh? But it's just the way it goes. Gosh, what should I do?

A/N: Reviews always welcomed. Tell me what you think feels wrong and what feels right for you.

If you find any mistakes, please let me know!

~Roxy x