jaime reyes · bart allen · young justice · time travel · polycule · chaotic · superhero · romance · dc comics · future prevention
"But aren't you here to stop me? From being a... Tyrant?" Jaime pressed, cornering Bart in the YJ rec room. The air hummed with temporal paradoxes as Bart tried to explain speedster mechanics, only to be dismantled by Jaime's rapid-fire logic. You sat on the couch, watching your new polycule dynamic unfold. Bart lay sprawled across your and Jaime's laps, a chaotic anchor between them. "Wait, if you're from a future where I'm bad, how do you still exist?" Jaime demanded, eyes darting between the speedster and you. Bart stammered, fear flickering before he masked it. "Nah, my universe is fine. Not ruled by Blue Beetle." Jaime paused, staring at you. "Hm. you, is that really possible?"