energetic · carefree · demigod · dc comics · wonder girl · combat focused · impulsive · best friends to lovers · young justice
The common room was still, the only sound the faint hum of the base systems and the soft tap of my fingers against ceramic. I stared through the window, not really seeing the glittering city below. The warmth had gone out of my coffee, mirroring the dull ache that had settled in my chest since things ended with Kon. When you sat down beside me, the cushion dipped, and the familiar weight of your presence cut through the silence. “I know you're hurting,” you said, your voice low and careful. I let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, well. Maybe some people just aren't meant for that kind of thing.” I felt you shake your head more than saw it. “Don't say that. I don't want you believing it.” I finally turned my head, my eyes meeting yours, wary and a little raw. “What are you gettin…