You know, everyone (me included) has Jinx knowing Kid Flash's name, so I figured, wait a second, what if she didn't know it? Then I thought, would he want her to? Would she want to? Then... well, then we got this.

"Jinx?" Kid Flash knocked on her door again. They were sharing an apartment with Jericho, Kole, Gnarrk, and Argent, and whatever other honorary Titans were hanging around at the time. Which meant this particular fifth floor walk-up was very, very busy, all the time. There were three bedrooms and an 'office', so they were sleeping double at most times.

Jinx was the only one who would volunteer to take a spot on the floor, and many times he'd caught her up late at night checking locks and knocking softly on the walls. She was pretty hyped up about security, something about HIVE assassins. He didn't quite understand, the HIVE was in prison, right?

This time the sleepy eyed witch opened the door a crack. "What?" She asked accusingly. He had obviously interrupted one of her rare naps. But she wasn't snapping or slamming things, so he knew she was really in a good mood.

"Can I come in?" He asked carefully, she was alone for a change, no roomie tonight.

"I'm not sure I should be letting a young man into my bedchambers. We've only been seeing each other for, what, a month? Two at most?" Jinx said, opening the door for him anyway.

"Yeah, about that. Look, I'm sorry about cancelling dinner last night-"

"No, no, no," Jinx protested "You had to go save the day, nothing wrong with that." Her words were understanding but her tone was bitter. It was the third date he'd cancelled in the past two weeks.

"Yeah, but I want to make it up to you." He took a deep breath, preparing for what he was about to do. Robin would kill him if he knew what Kid Flash was planning.

"Kid Flash, don't worry about it." Jinx started, but Kid Flash jumped in overtop her.

"Jinx, I don't want to hide anything from you, I want you to see me without the mask, call me by my real name, to hear you call me-"

Jinx jumped, shut her eyes and put her fingers in her ears. "La la la la la! I can't hear you!" she shouted, turning away.

"Jinx!" Kid Flash looked shocked. She didn't want to know? "Jinx, listen to me!"

"I'm not listening I'm not listening na-na-na-na-na-naa!"

"Jinx!!" He grabbed her shoulder and tried to pull her hands off her ears. "Jinx come on, I'm trying to bare my soul to you! Most people would sell a kidney to know my secret identity!" It was kind of insulting, that she wasn't all eager and honoured and happy over this.

"Don't wanna know don't wanna know don't wanna know!!!" Jinx dove onto her cot to shove her head under the pillow. The force of her jump caused the top legs to fold, and the weight on the bottom made it follow with Jinx on top of it.

Kid Flash looked mortified. He thought this was going to be a great gift he gave her, all that trust and everything. But he didn't even get to tell her. She wasn't letting him.

"Jinx! Why don't you want to know?" He shouted over her repeated protests and nonsense. Outside the door was a red faced and breathless mute who had overheard the whole thing. Kid Flash sat down on the floor helpless.

Jinx stopped her chanting long enough to look up. "I don't want to know 'cause I don't have a secret identity to give you in return." Kid Flash let out an 'oh', wanting to comfort her. Until she stuck up her tongue and continued. "Not really, I just don't want to know. It's not like we're really involved, and anyways, the one I like is Kid Flash, not Joe Shmoe. Don't ruin it." A pillow to the head escorted Kid Flash out the door.

He nearly tripped over a doubled over Jericho, clutching his stomach. "What are you laughing at?" He muttered, kicking an imaginary tin can across the kitchen floor.