Hope you guys like this!
I feel like it isn't all that great but...my mind is swimming with ideas for the smut chapter!
This Chapter was written while listening to a whole lot of music.
IT WOULD MEAN A LOT IF YOU GUYS LOOKED UP THE LAST SONG ON YOUTUBE AND TOLD ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT! I SPENT FIVE MONTHS WORKING ON THAT SHOW!
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Motivation:
Demons by: Imagine Dragons
Fireflies- Marching Band Arrangement
Can You feel the love tonight- Marching Band Adudio
2007 Half Time Marching Show: The Batman Theme
Golden Gate High School Titan Marching Band: Inside the Box
It's that time when the sun is halfway under the horizon. Where the sun is streaked with pinks and purples and other colors that make you want to just stare...but Bart can't stare.
Because if he tears his eyes away from his target...it'll all be over. Everything will come to an end...Bart will have failed...and all this would have been for nothing.
"What are you waiting for, Meat?" Bart's shocked out of his thoughts only to be greeted with the monster that's disguised itself as Jaime Reyes.
"I'm waiting for you to realize you don't stand a chance." Bart growls right back as he lets his mind take in the all too familiar scene.
They're in the middle of the desert; ashes still falling from the sky from a recently blown up Reach Spaceship.
Jaime's changed since the last time they spoke.
The former hero's now bulky and swollen with newly developed muscle. His shoulders are broader to support his large biceps and forearms.
"Enjoying the view?" Blue teases with a smirk.
"It's disgusting." Bart growls.
"You seem to be the only one who thinks that. This vessel pleads with me, Meat. It wants you safe...why, I can not comprehend. But I will offer you this chance once again. Drop your defenses, and join us Bart Allen."
"Over my dead body." Bart growls.
"Oh...that can be arranged." Blue growls.
The actual fight is a blur...Bart knows he landed some good hits...but it doesn't take long for Jaime to have him hanging upside down by his ankle while floating at a very high altitude.
"If the Impulse is dropped from one hundred and forty two feet in the air...will he live?" Blue asks and chuckles.
"Don't!" Bart screeches when he feels the grip on his ankle lessen slightly.
"You're just like the rest of these humans." Blue mumbles. "Take a look around, Impulse. Soon you will lay with your fellow failures. What is it that you and the vessel always repeat?" Blue mumbles as he spins in order to give Bart a clear view of all the bodies laying unconscious on the desert sand. "We fall together...and then we..."
"We rise together, we fall together." Bart gasps between shallow breathes, remembering the verse that Jaime had taught him the night he found out about Bart's mission.
"You're turning red!" Blue laughs and raises Bart slightly higher.
"Stop!" Bart shouts, his voice slightly shaky from the feeling of blood rushing to his head.
"You're amusing. I see why this vessel enjoys your company."
" Let me down!" Bart growls.
And that is probably the biggest mistake he's ever made.
Because now...he's rushing through the air...towards his death.
The scream is caught in his throat as the ground speeds towards his face.
"Bart!" that voice...
It shocks Bart out of his terrified state in time for him to bend his knees.
The sickening pop and snap in still there...bit it'll heal...hopefully soon.
For now...he's stuck laying on the floor with wide eyes.
"Bart!" there it is again.
Jaime's voice; his real voice.
The voice that rumbles slightly because Jaime's still going through puberty. The voice that he's fallen asleep listening to dozens of time. The voice that chastises him for eating too quickly, and for leaving his shoes at the door way of their room, the same voice that...Jaime's fallen in love with.
"Jaime." he groans out. The pain is too much. He can't move.
"That was impressive. The vessel broke through."
And the monster is back.
"Jaime... Jaime please!" Bart whispers...his jaw clenching as he feels his bones begin to heal themselves.
"Its hopeless; he's locked away far too deeply to break free." Blue grumbles as he kneels beside Bart.
"Jaime...Jaime please." Bart whimpers when metallic fingers brush away his hair.
"Take a look around, Meat. You won't be waking up." Blue's dead yellow eyes are the last thing he sees before a light blinds him and he's lulled into a quiet darkness.
... ...
When Bart wakes up, he holds back a groan.
He can smell the disinfectant spray, and he can hear the 'beep-beep' of a heart monitor, and best of all...he can see that they're in the medical bay.
Mount Justice's medical bay!
"Whoa there! You can't move." Nightwing's voice chuckles and Bart looks over to find him standing by the heart monitor with a clip board.
"what happened?" Bart demands, not sure whether to be happy or depressed.
"...you did it." Nightwing states simply with a small smile.
"What?"
"Blue. He's back. Thanks to you."
"But how, I mean-" Nightwing doesn't let him finish, instead the older hero walks out with a grin. "Dick?"
"No, just me." Bart has to stop himself from jumping up from his bed when that voice filters into his ears.
"Jaime?"
"Hey."
Bart looks at him in shock and...something Jaime doesn't recognize.
"You...you're here...you're real!" Bart lets out a shaky laugh before bursting into tears.
And Jaime, being the amazing boyfriend he is...stares.
"Why are you crying?" He asks in shock as he cautiously approaches the speedster.
"Because I haven't seen you in a whole month!" Bart mutters and chuckles when he feels Jaime hug him tightly.
"Don't cry, Angel. You've cried too much." Jaime whispers and Bart can't stop his tears from rushing down his cheeks even faster.
""How?"
"Let's just say it wasn't painless."
"What-"
"Shh. Rest; you look like you need it."
"You'll leave." Bart mumbles.
"I won't. I'll be right here when you wake up."
"Promise me."
"I promise. Now sleep."
"How long have I been out, anyway?" Bart asks as Jaime lays him down gently.
"A while, Angel."
"when was the cave rebuilt?" Bart asks before yawning.
"While you were out."
"Jaime?"
"Yeah, ese?"
"I love you."
Bart doesn't hear Jaime's response...but he does hear a soft chuckle before lips graze his eyebrow.
... ... ...
"Are you sure?" Jaime asks as Bart slowly climbs out of bed.
"I'm sure, Jaime. I'll be fine." Bart sighs.
"You're only been away for a week. Maybe you need more time to recover."
"Jaime, seriously. I'm fine."
"...okay." the older hero sighs and watches as Bart wobbles over to the corner where a set of his clothes have been lain out.
"Turn around." Bart mumbles stiffly.
"What?" Jaime demands in shock.
"Turn around!" Bart chuckles and makes sure that his boyfriend is turned before stripping out of his hospital gown.
"Why can't I see my boyfriend?" Jaime asks softly.
Bart feels the pang in his chest before he sighs.
Lately, Jaime had been reserved...carful...and frankly, quite dull.
Bart was prepared to forgive Jaime for everything. Not because he was desperate or foolish but because Bart could tell that whatever had been controlling Jaime was gone.
"Because..." Bart chuckles half heartedly and carefully pulls on the black sweat pants, avoiding the stiches that adorn his right thigh.
"You act like we've never been together before." Jaime mumbles softly.
" Just trust me?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Anything." Bart states when he finally starts wobbling back to Jaime.
"How bad was I?"
"Can we not talk about that? I don't like to remember..."
"It was like I was blindfolded and put into a sound proof room. I knew something was happening but I couldn't stop it."
"Jaime, don't-"
"Sometimes I'd hear voices. Screaming."
"Jaime-"
"Once I heard Black Beetle laugh..."
"Jaime." Bart snaps and hisses when a pain streams from his hip to his shoulder.
" I'm sorry." Jaime sighs and turns to help Bart back into bed.
"Stop thinking like that. You're here now. That's what matters."
"I hurt so many people-"
"stop it." Bart growls again.
"Sorry."
"If you're really sorry, then stop doing it!" Bart growls, tears filling his eyes.
Jaime doesn't respond; instead he stares at Bart with a guilty expression on his face.
"Sorry." he mumbles.
"What is it going to take to get the old Jaime back?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. This isn't you, Jaime."
"This is me now."
"Liar." Bart sighs and leans back into his pillows.
"I'm scared."
"Of what?"
"Of everything! What if I lose control again? What if I hurt the team again? And worst of all, what if I hurt you?!" Jaime demands, his voice rising with every question.
"You won't hurt me!"
"You don't know that! Whatever happened, whatever took control...it's not out of my system! It's still in my body."
"You won't go on mode again."
"You don't know that, Bart."
"I don't need to."
"How can you say that? I want to keep you safe."
"Ignoring me and being depressed isn't going to do it!"
"Staying away from you might."
"Don't you dare, Jaime!" Bart growls and glares at his boyfriend angrily.
"Why do you care so much? Why am I so special?" Jaime demands with a confused frown.
"What part of 'I love you' do you not understand Jaime?!" Bart whimpers, tears running down his cheeks.
"The love part." Jaime sighs. "I hurt you. How can you still love me?"
"We rise together, we fall together." Bart whispers.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Nothing..." Bart wipes away the tears and takes a shaky breathe.
"Bart." Jaime sighs.
The speedster hears the other move before warm arms wrap themselves around his shoulders.
"I just want things to go back to normal. You said it yourself; nothing will ever tear us apart."
"It'll take time." Jaime finally sighs.
"I have more than enough."
"I won't be the same...for a while."
"I can wait."
"I don't know how long it'll be until I can really be...Jaime Reyes."
"Bart Allen will be waiting." Bart chuckles softly and pecks Jaime's cheek gently.
"Promise me?" Jaime asks softly.
"I swear."
"...okay."
I NEED HELP!
I've gotten a request for a 'Future Fic' where Bart and Jaime have adopted a son. It would be between two and four chapters of just small snippets of their lives as their son grows up.
Now, if you guys approve of this idea, please review stating YES! and if not, review saying NO!
Also, even if you don't approve of the idea, what would be a good name for their son?