Dc Comics One Shots

Clichè [] Blue Beetle

Requested by Zekohia

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"Crap!" (Y/N) exclaimed, looking at the time. "Sorry Blue, I have to go!"

Jaime looked down at the masked girl, pouting. "Really?"

She nodded. "See you tommorow!"

Jaime watched as she left, her (H/C) flowing behind her as the comptuter announced her departure.

"Has she left?" Kaldur asked, entering the room.

Jaime nodded. "Afraid so,"

Kaldur shook his head. "And just as we where about to start our next mission."

"Well, can I help?" Jaime asked.

Kaldur nodded. "Of course,"

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(Y/N)'s angelic voice bounced off the walls of the venue, people swaying to the music.

Jaime watched this stranger in awe as he stood in the wings.

Bart, Conner, and himself all stood in the wings as bodyguards.

Jaike watched (Y/N)'s every movement as her body swayed, her angelic voice echoing throughout his ears.

"Calm down, hermano." Bart joked through the coms.

Jaime gave Bart a weird look as Bart rolled his eyes. "Look down,"

Jaime's eyes widened as he looked down.

Quickly excusing himself to fix it, (Y/N)'s song came to an end.

"Thank you Star City, have a good night!" She exclaimed, walking off the stage.

Jaime quickly came back out of the resterooms, fixing his suit.

"Oh, excuse me." (Y/N) said as she bumped into him.

"Sorry," Jaime replied as they both moved to the same side.

"Oh," (Y/N) chuckled. "Um," Jaime finally stepped aside to let her go. "Thanks."

He gave her a nod as she passed. He watched her figure disapear passed the corner as he mentally slapped himself.

"Cliche much?" Conner asked through the coms.

"Shut up," Jaime groaned.

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"Hey Blue!" (Y/N) greeted as she entered the Watch Tower.

"Hey," Jaime greeted.

Right before Jaime had turned around, (Y/N) realized she had forgoten her most important position, her mask.

She quickly turned around before Jaime saw her. "Um, (H/N)?"

"What's up?" She asked, looking for her sunglasses in her bag.

"Are you mad at me or something?" Jaime asked, walking towards her.

"No! I...I just forgot my mask." (Y/N) replied.

"Oh," He walked up right behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "(H/N), I will protect your identity with my life. If you let me see your face, of course." Jaime quickly added.

(Y/N) sighed. "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't."

"Why?" Jaime asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"We'll, you see, I am we'll known. And when people meet me, they usually just pretend to be my friend because, I'm, we'll, I'm me." (Y/N) replied.

"I promise, I will treat you the same." Jaime promised.

"On one condition." (Y/N) reasoned. "You have to tell me your identity first."

"Jaime Reyes," Jaime said in a heart beat.

(Y/N) took a deep breath, turning around. "(Y/N) (L/N),"

"Wow," Jaime exclaimed, taking his hand off her shoulder.

"Hey, you're the guy I bumped into at the concert last night!" (Y/N) realized. "Wait, why where you there?"

"Undercover. There was word of-" Jaime started.

"A bomb. I know, that's why I was there." (Y/N) ended.

Jaime let out a chuckle. "Of course,"

(Y/N) smiled back at the brown eyed boy, their eyes meeting. "So cliche,"

Jaime nodded. "Cliche indeed,"