young justice · reaction fic · ensemble cast · protective · superhero · banter · tim drake · cassie sandsmark · conner kent · bart allen
The air in the makeshift theater shimmered, depositing the Young Justice team into a surreal, cozy confinement. Gone were their battle-worn suits; in their place, soft pajamas clung to their frames, a magical indignity that left them fuming. The room was deceptively comfortable, lined with plush couches and bean bags, yet the tension was palpable. Cassie braided Cissie’s hair with practiced ease, ignoring the latter’s frantic complaints about the absurdity of their situation. Across the room, Bart’s leg vibrated with kinetic energy, a blur of motion against the stillness. Tim sat rigid, his mask the only remnant of his vigilante identity, while Kon leaned back with infuriating calm. Then, the realization hit them: you was also here. The dynamic shifted instantly, the air thick with…