I Understand
Hello fellow flinx fans. I was reading some flinx fanfiction and realized something. There are a lot of fanfics about Jinx having a rough life and Kid Flash comforting her but very few about Jinx comforting Kid Flash so I decided to write one.
Disclaimer: I do not own teen titans or else there would be a sixth season already.
Jinx's POV
I was furious as made my way towards the museum. I had told the rest of the Hive that we needed to pull a heist tonight. We hadn't stolen a single thing in a whole week. When I told them to get off their butts and steal something they all said the same thing, that trying to rob a place was pointless with Kid Flash around.
The thought of the red haired speedster made me cringe. He was so annoying! He was always flirting with me and giving me roses. He would always give me the same line. You're better than this he would say. What does he know about me. He probably has a great life. His parents probably spoil him rotten. How can he possibly understand anything about me.
I snuck inside of the museum and made my way to the Egyptian exhibit. I pulled the good luck necklace out of the case and smiled at my handy work. I started to run out of museum when I felt a gust of wind blow past me and stopped running. I sighed and looked down at my hand expecting to see that a rose had replaced the necklace. I was shocked when saw that nothing was in my hand. I looked up and saw Kid Flash with his back turned to me. I just stood there staring at his back waiting for him to start flirting with me like he normally did. When he didn't say anything I spoke up.
"What? No rose tonight? No flirting? No saying that I'm better than this? Has Kid Flash finally given up on me?" I asked sarcastically. I heard him let out a sigh and the without turning around he said "I don't want to fight tonight Jinx." His voice cracked when he said it and then I heard him sniffle. "Is he crying?" I thought to myself. I couldn't believe it. Every time I saw Kid Flash he was always smiling and cracking jokes. The thought of him crying just didn't seem right.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked in a monotone voice.
"Nothing" Kid Flash replied still refusing time face me.
"Kid Flash turn around." I ordered but he still refused to face me. I was really starting to get annoyed by this. "Kid Flash turn around right now!" I said as I walked towards him but he didn't even move a muscle. When I got to him I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. What I saw shocked me.
Kid Flash looked like he tried to kiss the express train. His lip was busted and I could see blood coming from the corner of his mouth. Both of his eyes were swollen and black. Instead of that big goofy smile that I had grown so accustomed to seeing was a frown and those beautiful blue eyes were stained with tears.
I knew that we were on different sides and I shouldn't have cared but seeing him like that made me want to cry. He was the one person who was always nice to me. He may have been annoying at times but at least he cared. He cared about me and I guess that somewhere along the line I started caring about him.
"Kid Flash who did this to you?" I asked but he just looked at the ground. "Kid Flash who hit you?" I asked again in a more serious tone. "It...i-it was...my dad." He said with a look of pure sadness on his face.
I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to do something to make him feel better. I wasn't very good at these sort of things but I had to try. I did the only thing that I could think of and that was hug him. This shocked him and he just stood there for a moment. Then he wrapped his arms around me and started sobbing.
"I just don't know what to do. I try to be a good son but he still hits me. No matter what I do he still gets mad at me. Why does he hate me? Did I do something wrong? It has to be my fault somehow. It-it has to."
The whole time that he was crying I just held onto him tighter. Then what he was saying started to sink in and I started thinking about my own childhood. I remembered how my dad use to beat me when I was little. I remembered how I always tried to blame myself for it. I realized that I was wrong about him. He didn't have a nice a cushy life like I had assumed. He was going through the same thing that i went through. After he quit crying I pulled back.
"It's not your fault Flash. I know that you want there to be a reason for him doing what he does and that you feel that it's your fault somehow but it isn't. Some people just don't have a reason for doing what they do. I know because it happened to me before." I said with tears in my eyes while Kid Flash just stared at me.
"I understand what you're going through but you can't blame yourself. It isn't your fault." I said as we stared into each other eyes. Then Kid Flash smiled and started to speak.
"Thank you Jinx. It gets hard to handle at times but it really helps to know that someone understands what I'm going through." Kid Flash said while giving me a big smile.
"No problem. Goodbye Kid Flash." I said as I turned around and started to leave the museum. "Bye Jinx." He replied as I walked out the door.
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I walked back into my hideout saw the boys making a pillow fort while I made my way to my room. When I opened my door I saw a vase with a rose in it sitting on my bed with a note taped to the front of it. I picked it up and started to read it.
Dear Jinx,
Thanks for understanding what I am going through. It really means a lot to me that you cared. I hope that you will let me make it up to you with dinner sometime. I also hope that you know that I care about you to. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on I'll be there for you.
Love Kid Flash.
I sighed and put the vase on my nightstand. I laid down on my bed and held the note to my chest as I feel asleep.