"Sorry I'm so late," I apologized breathlessly, running into Kid Flash's 'jail cell.' "The HIVE Five wanted to go on a crime spree, and they dragged me, but then they got caught by the Teen Titans. Somehow I was able to slip away, hence me being here now."
"Well you're here now. Why don't we… make up for lost time?" The glint in his eyes and his mischievous smile betrayed all of his ambitions. He was lucky I needed a pick-me-up after the annoying afternoon with the boys.
"Oh, all right. But only because I've had the day from hell."
"Of course. Only because of your hellistic day." His eyes sing-song taunted me, assuring me he knew I was lying. But before I could reprimand him for that (a simple hex, slightly cruel words, etc), he leaned in and captured my lips with his.
Once again I felt myself melting into him, like that magical afternoon when he first kissed me. Nothing else in the world seemed to matter, not even the possibility of the HIVE Five coming back and busting us – nothing but him. The feel of his body beneath mine, the taste of his lips on my own, his fingers gently caressing my face, my hair, my body, everything. That dizzying, romantic effect he had on me; the way I wanted to throw every bit of caution in me to the wind and give in to the passion that was practically exploding inside me.
Eventually I succumbed to it, and we collapsed onto his new-and-improved (thanks to me) bed, a tangle of limbs. Our heated make-out session continued for a few more minutes, until his hands began tugging on the zipper of my dress. Feeling slightly uneasy, I backed out of his arms. Thankfully, he picked up on my feelings.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I went too far, too fast, and for that I am truly sorry. I just really thought you loved me like that, but apparently you're not ready. Really, it's my fault."
"No, it's not completely your fault." A heated semi-debate was going on in my mind – one side for telling him the truth, one side against it – but finally the side for telling the truth won. "I just… have… intimacy issues."
"Huh?" Typical confused boy.
"When your parents abandoned you as a baby, you kind of have a hard time getting close to someone. Especially romantically."
"Jinx, I'm so sorry." Gone was the friendly, silly smile and flirty cadence that made my heart race. "What happened?"
I sighed, wondering if I'd made the right choice choosing to tell him. "All they told me at the orphanage was that they found me on the street wrapped in a pink baby blanket outside the wealthy part of town. No one in the neighborhood claimed to know about a freak girl with unnaturally pale skin and bubblegum pink hair, so the orphanage just took me in. And then when they discovered my powers, at around age eight, it was clear I was too much of a freak for even them to take in. Brother Blood found me wandering around the streets, half-starved and on the run from the cops. Taking me in was probably the only kind thing I've ever seen him do."
Halfway through my little monologue, I noticed that Kid Flash wasn't really listening anymore, just staring off into space, consumed by his own thoughts. I should have stopped and called him out on it, but there was something… cleansing about telling my story. Like talking about it somehow made it less real. (Which I know is insane, since it's usually the other way around. But I'm a very upside-down-and-backwards kind of girl, so just humor me, okay?).
Now that I was done talking, however, it was slightly annoying that he was just staring off into space instead of paying attention to me. I mean, I was giving up a chance to get myself a new diamond necklace and kick Robin's butt for him, so the least he could do was be grateful for it.
I hit him with a hex to knock him back down to Earth.
"Ouch!" he yelped as the pink energy hit him in the arm. "What was that for?"
I laughed, a smile lighting up my face. "For not paying attention to me."
"I'm sorry," he said, like a little kid that misbehaved would talk to his mother to get out of being punished. That only succeeded in making me laugh even more. "Will you please, please forgive me, Jinx?"
He looked up at me with those puppy dog eyes, and I just had to forgive him. It wasn't too bad a crime that he'd done anyway – I mainly just liked to see him squirm. "Okay…" I said slowly, as if considering forgiving him.
I was going to torture him a little more, but he gave me no chance as he leaned in to kiss me. And although I heard the familiar slam of the door that told me the HIVE Five was back (and probably empty handed and hopping mad because of it), for once I didn't care about those bozos. All that mattered right now was the guy whose lips were currently attached to mine.
Author's Note: Okay, so did you like it? Tell me if you did. I know it was a little fluffy, but at least there was some serious parts – like my version of Jinx's back-story. Did you like it?
PS: The next few chapters will probably just be filler chapters, until I can figure out exactly when I want the main plotline to unfold. So bear with me. Jinx/KidFlash fans, I'll try to leave a little bit of fluff in each chapter so you don't get bored. And I promise it'll only be pointless for a few more chapters, but I want to show some of Jinx trying to hide their relationship from the HIVE Five before I show you guys what I have in mind for the dramatic turning point.
Okay, I rambled too long. Review, and tell me what you think, and I'll keep writing.