I do not speak Spanish (I'm learning it in school) so I maybe bad.
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Jaime Reyes sighed. He had just fallen in love. Utterly, desperately, hopelessly, in love with him. He was beautiful. Perfect. Funny. Lovable. Bart Allen.
Jaime Reyes. Are you okay? I'm detecting high levels of stress.
I am fine, mi amigo.
I am detecting your thoughts of the one known as The Impulse.
Jaime sighed again and rolled onto his side, staring at a picture of him and Bart that stood on his nightstand. Jaime flushed a deep red.
"JAIME!!!!" A loud knock ensued from outside his door. His bedroom door.
"Oh, mierda!" Jaime jumped, being shocked from the loud knocking.
The Impulse is behind the door, Jaime Reyes.
Oh, dios! What is he doing here, ese?
"Jaime!" Bart yelled a final time before harshly opening the door, making Jaime jump again.
"Mi dios, amigo!" Jaime yelled at Bart, who had jumped onto Jaime's bed.
"Hey, her-man-oh." Bart smiles, trying to speak Spanish, making Jaime smile and flush at the same time. Bart was cute. Jaime realised how close Bart was and Jaime could see the light dancing in his green eyes.
"Jaime? Are you okay?" Bart asked, looking concerned.
"Perdón? Oh, sí, mi amigo." Jaime blushed and Bart laughed.
"You know I speak, like, zero Spanish." Bart giggled and flopped down on Jaime's bed.
"What are you doing here, ese?" Jaime asked.
"Can't I hang with my best friend?" Bart look at Jaime.
Jaime Reyes, you heart rate slowed when he said 'Friend'
I know, lo sé.
"What do you want to do, hermano?" Jaime looked down at Bart.
"Well... You do have that new game..." Bart looked at Jaime hopefully.
"Ugh, fine, mi amigo." Jaime got up and set up his gaming console.
"Yay!" Bart hugged Jaime when he came and sat back down, causing Jaime to blush a lot.
"Lets start, sí?" Jaime tried to get the hyper teenager off him.
"Sí!" Bart said happily and sat in Jaime's lap.
Jaime Reyes. The Impulse is sitting on us.
Lo sé! I'm very happy.
-Timeskip-
"Oi! Don't shoot me!" An annoyed Jaime yelled, while trying to not be blown to pieces for the 36th time.
"I mean, I could-" Bart began, before shooting Jaime's character and laughing at Jaime's annoyed sigh. "Where would the be the fun in that?"
Jaime glanced at the clock. 9:42pm.
Bart yawned, pausing the game and snuggling closer to Jaime.
"I wannaaaaaaaa sleeeeeeeeep..." Bart whined, dragging out the vowels.
"Bart... Maybe you should go home..." Jaime blushed yet again only to get a soft snore in response.
Oh Dios mío...
Jaime Reyes, your heart rate is going up. I suggest you destroy what is causing this.
No puedo! It is Bart.
Then destroy The Impulse.
No!
Jaime subconsciously started to stroke Bart's hair while Bart remained asleep in Jaime's arms.
"I love you, mi amigo..." Jaime sighed, hoping, praying for any kind of response, fully knowing Bart was asleep.
Only, after saying this, Bart wrapped his arms around Jaime's neck and put his head into Jaime's collarbone.
"B-Bart?" Jaime stuttered.
Bart pulled away to look at Jaime. "I've waited ages for you to say that!" Bart smiled.
"Y-you have?" Jaime looks down at his best friend.
Bart nodded before pulling Jaime into a kiss. Jaime was startled, but eventually complied. When they pulled back, Jaime was still stunned.
"You - what - you just - kiss -" Jaime rambles.
"Shut up and kiss me again, her-man-oh!" Bart smiled.
And Jaime did.
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Crappy first chapter, I know. I hope to get better as I go along. Feedback and ideas are greatly appreciated!
