Disclaimer: I Donot Own Young Justice: It Is Owned By Warner Bros
"You guys wanna watch another movie?" The fair haired archeress asked from her spot on the couch, her legs tossed over Dick, her head resting on Kaldur's lap.
"Can I pee first?" The youngest of the three groaned from his spot between Artemis' foot and the arm of the couch.
"If you can lift my leg off of you, you can." Dick rolled his eyes before pushing her legs off of him and running to the bathroom. Artemis turned her attention to the quite young man she was using as a pillow.
"Well, you've been quite," The silver haired Atlantian didn't even blink, "What's with the change of mood? You weren't mad like two minutes ago."
He lifted her head off of his lap as he stood.
"Kal? Where are you going?" He looked down at her from his position next to the back of the couch. A smirk playing on his lips as he flipped over the back, lading above her, their faces just inches apart. Kaldur leaned down and began to kiss her.
As the hard, passionate, kisses erupted. Artemis ran her hands up and down the eel tattoos that covered his arms, making him shutter as he played with her hair, occasionally a soft moan escaped the girl's lips through a kiss. They continued this cycle for several minutes, only letting go for air.
"Wow. This is. Well this is hot." They broke apart quickly to see the young, raven haired boy leaning over the back of the couch, smirking.
"Hey don't stop the show for little old me. This is way better than Alice in Wonderland."
Kaldur reached up and grabbed his hand, pulling him over the couch to sit next to them. Artemis, of course, hitting him on his way down.
"Awright lets get our movie on," Dick settled himself on the couch as Artemis pressed play. He got up, grabbed a flashlight, turning off the lights and shined it on the couple.
"Keep your hands. Where we can see them."
"Please Dick, I beg of you. Shut Up." Kaldur, not Artemis, face palmed at the younger boys comment.
~~~~~Three Hours Later~~~~~~
The blondes where fast asleep on the couch. Dick had left about half way through the movie declaring that Bruce would kill him if he missed curfew again. Leaving the two a whole couch to sprawl out on.
They both slept peacefully until a chime of a phone broke the silence.
"Artemis"
"Hmm?"
"Telephone."
"Can you get it?"
"No."
"Fine." She grunted, pushing herself off of the couch, and Kaldur, to address the annoyance interrupting her sleep.
"Hello? Yes, this is she… wait… what? No." Kaldur propped himself up to see what was going on.
He turned to see, her throwing the phone at the wall, before crumbling to the ground. He rushed to her side immediately.
"What happened?" He kneeled beside her as she looked up at him. As she shook her head, tears began to fall freely, with out restraint. He wrapped his arms around her as she began to sob in his chest.
She spoke, but the words meshed together in a way he could not comprehend.
"Artemis." He willed her. She moved her head to rest on his shoulder. Whispering before a fresh set of tears poured out.
"S-she's dead."
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