A/N: Prompt: A Happy Future

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Jaime hadn't expected to miss Bart so much.

When he'd first heard about Bart being assigned to a mission in Bialya for a week, Jaime had been upset, but didn't think much of it. He was an adult now, he could handle time away from his boyfriend.

Jaime hadn't expected it to be the worst week of his life.

Their apartment was empty without Bart. Jaime didn't come home to Bart clamoring around the kitchen for snacks, or playing music as he tried to straighten up, or on his laptop giggling at the things he found online. Their bed was cold and massive; Jaime hardly got any sleep in it without the speedster to wrap around. Jaime's days felt longer knowing that he wasn't going to see Bart later and tell him about his day. He wasn't going to wake up when Bart crawled into bed beside him after a long mission and feel his arms drape around him. He wasn't going to kiss his face or laugh at Bart's stories or discuss date ideas or what to have for dinner that night or anything. It was like he had nothing to look forward too and it dragged his days out like old molasses.

Jaime found himself wearing Bart's tight-fitting shirts under his medical scrubs. He knew Bart didn't have cell-service on the field, but he called him anyway, leaving long rambling messages that he wasn't sure where he was going with. He stocked up on Bart's favorite snacks, and watched Bart's favorite movies, and played Bart's favorite video games only too sulk when he remembered Bart wasn't around to enjoy them with. He thought studying would be easier without the speedster to distract him, but it was somehow even harder. He kept finding himself worrying if Bart was okay, wondering what time he would come home on Saturday, or if he should've heard from him by now.

So when the Scarab informed him that Bart's presence was detected as they approached home at the end of the week, his heart soared. He flew home as fast as he could, fumbling with his keys and bursting into the apartment excitedly.

Jaime found Bart lying belly down on their bed, still in his full Flash attire, his hood pulled back and floppy hair draped over his face, fast asleep. His auburn hair curls fluttered with every exhale and Jaime felt elation pulse through him like fresh caffeine hitting his bloodstream. Jaime toed-off his shoes and curled into the bed beside Bart, nuzzling his face into the side of his cheek. Not caring that they were in dirty work clothes, or that Bart had traces of sand on his face from the Bialyan desert. He breathed in Bart's scent, savoring the closeness, the warmth, the familiarity-

The speedster stirred. "Jaime...?"

Jaime froze, cursing himself.

"Did I wake you?" Jaime whispered anxiously. "I'm sorry, I didn't-"

Bart's lithe form flipped around and tackled Jaime sloppily.

"Jaime!"

Jaime laughed as Bart slathered him with messy kisses. "Hey, amor."

"Missed you," Bart murmured into Jaime's skin. "Batman isn't as fun as you and Beast Boy isn't as good at video games and Superboy was grouchy and-"

Jaime captured Bart's lips with his own, knotting his fingers through Bart's hair and cupping his face with his palm. Their kisses were clumsy, desperate and they broke off laughing. Jaime rolled Bart over and laid on top of him, framing his face with his hands to check he was unchanged. Bart's skin was pink with sunburn, his nose dusted with new freckles, his lips were smiling, and his eyes were bright with being home. Jaime felt so happy it made his heart swell. As cheesy as he knew it sounded, he never wanted to be apart from his speedster ever again.

"I missed you too," Jaime said, his voice raspy. "I missed you a lot."

Bart gave him a wry grin. "I know, babe. I got all twenty-seven of your voicemails."

Jaime flushed. "Sorry, I-"

"God, Jaime." Bart rolled his eyes in fake exasperation. "Can't even be gone for week with out you freaking out on me-"

Jaime cut off Bart's teasing with a jab at his ribs. "Shut up, I was worried about you."

Bart laughed up at him, reaching out to brush Jaime's cheek. "Aww, it's like you like me or something."

Jaime's frown melted. "What? No, that's crazy."

Bart chuckled and kissed Jaime again. This time slow, and soft.

"I love you, Blue," Bart said softly.

Jaime grinned. "And I love you too, mi corazón
."

And they spent the rest of the night kissing, smiling and forgetting the lost time.