Disclaimer- Don't own Young Justice or any of it's characters.

I just wanted to write something fluffy like this for quite a while. Based a little on my own experience a few years back.

This is early in their relationship, at least early enough for them to still be living at home with their parents and such.

Genre: General

Rating: K

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"Artemis?"

The sound of her name unwelcomingly cuts into her sleep. She scrunches her eyes tight and tries to ignore it, but the voice repeats itself and she's forced to make some sort of response.

"Hmm?" she groans grumpily, eyelids still pressed together. Something warm and wide comes into contact with her forehead, and she peels one orb open blearily to see her boyfriend swim into view, concern on his face.

"How are you feeling?" he asks quietly, pulling his hand away to support himself off the back of the couch as he leans over her.

"Mm," she grunts, closing her eyes again.

"Artemis, you need to eat something."

Both of the archer's eyes open at that ludicrous statement, but Wally ignores her, instead focusing on unwrapping the defrosted ice packs from around her head. She flinches instinctively when the tips of his digits gingerly feather against her swollen cheeks, but he's careful not to hurt her.

Only several hours ago had she had her wisdom teeth removed. The things had been bothering her for months before her mother finally put her foot down and made her take a trip to the dentist; it wasn't that Artemis didn't care about taking care of her teeth, it was just that she didn't entirely love the idea of some stranger messing with her mouth. But today it had finally been done, and Wally had accompanied her for support and to help Paula guide her half-high ass to the car(that he had also driven).

And now he was fretting over her, and Artemis wasn't entirely sure what to do or how to feel about the whole situation.

"Mmm… hurts…" she mumbles to him; and really, it feels like Monsieur Mallah has punched her square in the mouth.

The speedster nods sympathetically.

"I know, babe. Your mom is making you some soup. You should probably try and swallow a little of the broth so you can take your pain pills. You know, the good stuff that'll knock you out cold," he stresses, smirking at her. She tries to smirk back and regrets it, moaning in pain.

Wally kisses her forehead and leaves her alone, returning not long later with a bowl of soup, a glass of water, and two large white pills. Artemis just wants to swallow them and go back to sleep, but Wally insists on trying to feed her some broth.

It's a pretty futile practice; the broth is lukewarm but still causes her mutilated gums to ache as it spreads over them. She tries her best to keep it on a straight track back to her throat, but it's just not working. Their efforts end after the fourth bite, in which the pain is so great she winds up pretty much spitting half of it back out on impulse. She feels mildly embarrassed when Wally sets the bowl down and wipes her chin off, and then she really gets flushed when he just keeps staring at her, a smile on his face.

" 'ut?" she asks, furrowing her brows. He laughs, spraying his freckles up.

"Nothing it's just… you look so… cute," he says, gnawing at his bottom lip. He brings a hand up to one side of her face and strokes one swollen cheek with the pad of his thumb. "Your cheeks are so puffed up, you remind me of a squirrel with a mouthful of nuts."

Artemis huffs at his analogy, pushing his hand away. She just wants to take her damn drugs and pass out.

"Drugs," she demands, holding her hand out pointedly. He laughs again and obliges her; but not until after kissing the flat of her palm.