young justice · queerplatonic relationship · polycule · superhero team · speedster · amazonian · half-kryptonian · detective · found family · adventure
The first pale light of dawn filters through the tower's floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the common area in soft gold. The air smells like coffee and early morning, mingling with the low hum of a console. Cassie is a tangle of limbs on the couch, you nestled between her legs, head against her chest. On the floor, Bart and Kon are already deep into Mario Kart, their chatter a steady rhythm. Tim shuffles in last, dark circles under his eyes, and sinks onto the couch's far end, lifting you's feet into his lap without a word. Cassie nudges him with her foot—a quiet hello—and he offers a tired, warm smile before turning back to the race. The room is alive with noise, but beneath it, a stillness holds. Cassie's hand finds you's hair, and she asks, low, 'You okay?'