I'm too lazy to write a long story D: That, and I'm not entirely confident about my grammar, since my native language is Spanish, and I live in Chile. Not much of an English expert, but I'll do my best (: In order to improve my grammar, and writing decent stories for you guys, I'll be happy if you let me know if you find any misspelling.

And no, of course I do not own the Teen Titans!


4 am.

Jinx was tired.

Tired and drunk.

She've been partying since 10 pm with some guys she had met at her new work, a nice Coffee Shop downtown. She might be living with Wally now, but hell, she wasn't going to live out of someone else's pay check, and since she wasn't a villain anymore, it's pretty obvious why stealing wasn't the smartest option.

She stood in front of her building trying not to look so wasted, and then rang the bell. The doorman, an old man named Robert opened the doors for her.

Please don't talk to me please don't talk to me Jinx thought while going straight to the elevator and trying to avoid eye contact, not because she disliked the man, but because she was completely sure she couldn't manage to say anything coherent or even understandable, given her condition right now.

"Miss Jinx! Glad to see you got home safe!" said Robert with a nice honest smile on his face. "I always worry when you are late"

Crap. "Thank you Robertm, it's ahem… nice forrr you to ca, ahem, care" Great, I didn't even understand myself. She cleared her throat and said "good night" before walking as straight and fast as she could towards the elevator, not even waiting for an answer from the doorman.

Once she got in, the doors closed and she pressed the button to choose her floor.

"13, Our lucky number!" She said out loud with an idiotic tone, trying to imitate Kid Flash the day he convinced her to get an apartment in such a stupid floor number. However, she giggled at the memory. Then, she realized she had actually giggled at something.

Dammit I'm drunk as fuck.

She rested her back and head against the wall, waiting for the elevator to get to her floor. She was really tired, so it seemed like an eternity when the doors finally slid open, and she lazily got to her apartment door. She reached for the keys in her bag, opened the door and stepped inside trying not to make any loud noises. With a quick glance at the place, she made sure Wally was not up waiting for her. Kid Flash knew she had gone out with her friends, and that she was probably getting late… and drunk. But still, she didn't want to wake him up, he needed to sleep well. Slowly, she closed the door and turned around, only to crash her nose against the speedster's chin.

"GODDAMMIT, WALLY!" She shouted, horror printed on her face. "How many times I've told you not to scare me like that, you IDIOT!" Drunkenness seemed to be replaced by sudden fright

"Aw, I missed you too, cupcake!" Kid Flash said looking at her. Inspecting her, more likely.

"Shuddup Wally!" Angry-drunken Jinx said with a frown.

And then he smirked.

Crap.

"What are you looking at, carrot top?" Jinx said, trying to sound normal. And cool, yeah.

"So what do we have here? Are you ahem… drunk, honey?" He said leaning closer. "You know, Jinxy? I like it when you're drunk" He put one of his hands on the door, right by Jinx's head, almost locking her in between. Then, he stared at her deeply.

Stupid deep blue eyes, stupid strong arms, stupid perfectly shaped body, stupid tasty lips, aaarghh! All right Jinx, you're angry because he scared the hell out of you, go to angry face mode now, angry face, NOW!

"Yeah? And why is that, freckles?"

He leaned in so close that he almost touched her lips with his own before he answered "Because…" He took his time to speak again, and silence made Jinx uncomfortable. The witch tensed her body unconsciously when she saw the way he was looking at her, and she felt him getting closer."… You can go get me some mustard without me begging about it, you're a lot nicer like this, duh"

Being as drunk as Jinx was, it took her some time to actually understand what he had just said. While she was at it, the speedster stepped back, stretched, and cheerfully said "Oh well, time to get some sleep!" And then he rushed to bed, while Jinx stood there by the door, turned on, speechless, and angry. And still drunk of course.

What the fuck?

Once she reacted, she rushed to Wally's bedroom only to find him deeply asleep, as if nothing had happened second ago. Angry as hell, she stepped in and waked him up by throwing one of her hexes right into his moronic head.

"YOU ARE SO NOT GETTING LAID IN LIKE, A WHOLE MOTH, WALLACE WEST!"

Slamming the door, Jinx left the room while Wally cursed himself for being such a prick.


Pretty simple, but I hope you liked it! And please review :D