They lined up to lay sideways on the couch. Bart leaned into Jaime's chest, the perfect fit. Wrapped in a warm blanket and a Rom-Com coming to life on the TV across from them, this was the perfect end to their day.
Jaime leaned against the soft fabric of their couch, making sure to pull Bart in closer and gaining a whiff of his freshly shampooed hair. He honestly didn't care what movie Bart had decided to put on, he was just happy that he had a free moment to spend with his boyfriend. If all his plans came to fruition, Bart would soon be his fiancé. He only had a year left of college and Bart was working hard to try and finish his degree at the same time.
The moments like these were few and far between, with all their schoolwork and missions for the Outsiders, they mainly saw each other in costume more than street clothes anymore. Not that either of them minded. Jaime's rippling muscles could be seen through the contours of his Scarab armor and Bart's toned body fit perfectly in his friction resistant bodysuit. They always found time to ogle each other on the field, especially Bart, since time moved slower for him.
"What's the movie tonight, amor?" Jaime asked as he wrapped an arm around Bart's waste and pulled him even closer, practically becoming one person.
"'50 First Dates'," Bart answered and leaned his head into rest on Jaime's free arm, which laid on the arm of the couch.
"That's the one where the woman has amnesia, right?" Jaime asked.
"Spoilers!" Bart exclaims.
"It's right in the title, amor," Jaime says with a chuckle. "Besides, this movie has been out for a bit. My sister loves this movie."
"But I haven't seen it yet," Bart says with a whine and nuzzles into Jaime's arm. "The problem with my speed is that only I can use the Speed Force. None of the TVs or DVD players can let me catch up on all the great stuff I've missed, even at their fasted speed."
"Lo siento," Jaime said softly and leaned forward to kiss Bart's neck. "I'm just having some fun picking on you."
Bart leans his head back and kisses Jaime full on. "Apology accepted."
Just as the movie is about to start, Bart remembers one of the most important things about movie nights, besides Jaime of course. He gently lifts Jaime's arm from him and bolts out of the living room in a blur, only to reappear in his exact spot a second later. The coffee table is now laden with snacks; candy, Chicken Whizees, soda, everything a speedster and his boyfriend could ask for. The microwave is humming in the kitchen as the popcorn begins to burst to life.
"Can I get comfortable or are your waiting on the popcorn?" Jaime asks with a chuckle.
"Just one minute Blue," Bart says and wraps Jaime in a tight hug. "I miss having times just to ourselves."
Jaime squeezes Bart back and leans his head down to rest on top of the younger man's head. "Same here."
Jaime Reyes, the Scarab chimes in, the food product that the Bart Allen referred to as 'popcorn' will be finished popping ahead of the microwave. If it is left in there too long, it will burn.
Jaime chuckled and Bart looked up at him. "Scarab says your popcorn is going to burn."
"My popcorn!" Bart gasps and burst off the couch and out of the hug at extreme speed. He's back in the room with a bowl of steaming popcorn, cooked to perfection, but takes his time to slowly get back into position as to not spill his snack or burn his boyfriend. "Thank you Khaji!"
The Scarab chirped loud enough for Bart to hear, and the two men laugh to themselves. When they first got this off-campus apartment, the Scarab wasn't sure how it would like to have two supers under one roof, as the probability of an attack would grow exponentially. But it had really grown to care for Bart and liked the calming effect he had on its host.
They settle back down, Bart cuddled into Jaime once more, the older man assisting and pulling him closer. He also took the opportunity to sneak a handful or two of popcorn before Bart had consumed it all. The movie finished its opening credit roll and the two of them fixated on the TV.
Jaime made every effort to make sure Bart was as comfortable as possible, pulling the blanket up over them, intertwining their legs as the brushed their feet together. Something Jaime noticed with speedsters is that they could never really sit still, so he decided long ago to use that to his advantage and took every opportunity to play footsie with Bart or let him rub small circles on the back of his hand, or anything to let Bart be himself. He loved everything about the younger man who came from the future just to save him.
His mind drifted from the movie and onto Bart. As he did, he leaned forward and nuzzled his face into the nape of Bart's neck.
"Everything good Blue?" Bart said with a chuckle. He knew Jaime knew his ticklish spots and his neck was his most vulnerable spot.
"Perfecto," Jaime purred into Bart's neck. "Just enjoying my time with you."
Bart loved all the attention from Jaime, the older man was like catnip to him. He was very pleased to find out that Jaime preferred touch to other gestures of love, much like himself. It was also nice that Jaime was practically a space heater and the speedster brought Jaime's hand up and kissed the back of it. "Me too."
The two of them were completely settled in and watched as much of the movie as their bodies could handle. Living a life as adventurous as theirs meant moments like these were prone to sleep. It wasn't long before both of them snored softly, Jaime pulling Bart in closer still, and Bart rotating to rest his face against Jaime's chest. Both had their arms around the other and their legs were a tangled mess, but it was their favorite cuddling position.