I Will, Hold On

Months in the past, but not many...

"So you're telling me," Tim asks, slowly and deliberately, "that you have superpowers."

Jay hesitates as Tim raises an eyebrow.

"Uh, y-yeah. I do. Have superpowers, that is." Before Tim can so much as take a breath he rambles on. "Listen, I know I sound stupid, and this is probably absurd to you, but I swear I'm telling the truth. Though, for what that's worth... whatever, all I'm saying is--"

Tim holds a hand up to stop Jay from talking, and in a brief moment of despair Jay thinks he's going to tell him he's insane and walk away while flipping him off.

But he doesn't.

"What I was ACTUALLY going to say," Tim replies, almost to his thoughts, and Jay is utterly confused, "is that I do, too."

What.

"No way. Prove it," Jay says, narrowing his eyes. Tim snorts.

"Okay, so the second I say I have a power, you can't believe me, but I have to believe you?" He sighs and closes his eyes. "Alright. Here goes."

And he just stares directly into Jay's eyes. For at least 20 seconds, he does nothing, and Jay wonders if he suffered an aneurism from all the shit they've been through. I wouldn't blame him. If he found out my superpower was flying, I'd be fed up with reality, too, Jay thinks bitterly. Then Tim speaks up.

"Did you just think, 'my superpower is crying'?" Tim blurts out, and Jay screws his face up.

"What? No, I thought my superpower is flying. How did..." Jay stops. "Did you just...?"

"Yeah," Tim laughs, breathlessly, and wipes his hair out of his eyes. "I can read minds. Sort of. Not all the time. What about you?"

Jay squints and promptly shoots up five feet into the air before dropping like a rock to the ground; he lets out a grunt as Tim looks down at him.

"Super jumping power?" he asks, amusement in his voice.

"Nope. Close, though. Flight. Sorta," Jay hisses, rubbing his tailbone.