I probably shouldn't be starting anything new but there you go. A certain speedster is darting through my mind, he's carrying around his girlfriend and they demand to be written about.

The premise of this story is day-to-day life between Kid Flash and Jinx, specifically showing all the "firsts" in Jinx`s life now that she`s turned her back on crime. Some of them are silly, other dramatic, fluffy or angsty. Pretty much whatever I feel like. This will be a series, but I'm not sure how many in total. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I wish I owned these characters but I do not, so don't sue me. :)

"Well, that's new." Wally blinked, staring at his girlfriend. She had scoured the apartment and collected every pillow and blanket, bundling them into a giant nest in the middle of the living room floor. He even saw the plaid duvet off their bed. Jinx had pushed aside the coffee table and chucked his game system back inside the entertainment unit where it belonged (but never managed to live to her continuing displeasure). She was sleeping, one arm curled under her cheek, the other cuddling her sketchbook pen still in hand.

She looked absolutely adorable, he even saw drool.

Wally darted quickly to their bedroom, changing out of his Kid Flash costume and into his house clothes in less then two seconds. He returned to her side, dropping on one knee, pushing long strands of pink hair off her cheek.

She hadn't moved a muscle. He'd caught her segment on the news running by an electronic store earlier in the evening on his patrol. Jinx had an afternoon of playing tag with Heat Wave while he answered a back-up call from Robin in Jump City. He'd only just zipped back across the mid-west.

"You're going to hurt your back sleeping on the floor, slowpoke." He moved aside her sketchbook, wrestling her pen out of her exceptionally strong grip, slipping a quick kiss to her ink stained fingers. Sleepy pink eyes blinked open.

"Hey Wally," Jinx said with a yawn.

Wally smiled back. "Hey beautiful. What are you doing on the floor?"

She didn't answer. Instead her arm reached out, curling about his neck and pulling him down to her level meeting her lips with his. He kissed her sweetly, not noticing her sneaky fingers go to the draw-string of his sweat pants. Jinx pulled with a yank, drawing him off balance and making him fall into her pile of cushions. Wally laughed, finding a comfortable spot with a wiggle. He shot her one of his best 'Oh-you!-but-secretly-loving-it' expressions but Jinx just rolled her eyes.

"You could have just asked me to lie down with you."

"That's no fun." He yelped, her cold fingers finding purchase underneath his t-shirt. "I was sketching."

"I saw. You didn't finish though."

"I was losing the light." she explained, the pinned drapes suddenly having purpose.

"Want me to take you to bed?"

Within a minute he could have her tucked in, the living room clean and spotless the way she liked it. It was nothing for his superspeed.

"Let's sleep here." Jinx said, rolling closer, her cheek resting on his chest. For all the complications of their lives, the superhero costumes, the duel identities, the day-to-day struggle to not get pounded into street pizza, life at home was pretty simple. As soon as they walked into this apartment they were only Wally and Linda in their own corner of the world. "I want to feel it when the sun comes up."

Wally's arm automatically curled around her, his naked feet burying into the crevice between her calf muscles. "I've had worse." It definitely wasn't too bad. With the layers she'd fortified he couldn't feel the hard floor underneath him. Not that he cared much, his girl was still close at hand either way.

Wally West was just on the edge of sleep, lulled there by the lazy way her cold fingers were dragging up and down his abs.

"Hey Wally,"

"Hhhmm..."

Pink eyes found his baby blues in the darkness.

"I've never had a sleepover before. Do you think this counts?"

He kissed her temple, burying his nose in the sweet scent of her freshly washed hair.

"It counts. Days like today always count."