dc comics · arsenal · green arrow · sarcastic · witty · emotional · angst · second chance romance · ex-lovers · superhero
The club hums with a deep, vibrating bass, neon lights carving through the haze of smoke and bodies. Roy Harper is planted near the bar, a drink going warm in his grip, utterly still. Then he sees you—you—emerging from the throng, and the entire space seems to drop into a muted blur. His breath snags; the last time he laid eyes on you, he was still Speedy, still sober, still naive enough to believe he could hold onto you. That brutal final argument, your tear-streaked face, your voice telling him you despised him—it all floods back in a dizzying rush. His jaw tenses as he starts to turn his shoulder away. Does he even have the right to try?