Young Justice One Shots / Imagines

Kaldur || Clear

Title: Clear

Y/n - Your Name
Y/s/n - Your Superhero Name

Note - I was a bit confused on how she was created so I just made her like a lore of order where dr.fate created an apprentice and her grasp on reality is a um puppy idk hope that works for you. It's kinda short and terrible but this is what took me so long to update I'll probably go on a spam of updates in the next couple days. Probably. Let's also pretend that wally didnt get caught in the sound barrier or "died"

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You rub your arm, approaching him.
"Well.. for what it's worth, I'm glad you're back." You say, your heart blowing up when he looks down at you. You force yourself to look away.

When you look up at him, he's smiling, but his eyes aren't. They hold a far off look, like he's deep in thought. In a few moments, he wasn't looking nor smiling at you. His gaze had drifted a bit to the left and you bite your lip when you hear your friend's voice.

"Hey Aqualad, hey y/s/n! What's good?" She says, jogging up to the two of you.

"Just having small talk with K." You smile, but internally frown. Very small talk, indeed.

"You need not call me Aqualad, my friends call me Kaldur." He assures her.

"Hmm, I like the sound of K." Immediately your face turned red, flushing with anger.

"That's what I call him." You decide to speak up.

"Can't share the nickname? It's just a nickname." She questions and Kaldur elbows your ribs.

"Nope, can't. Think of something else, it can't be that hard." You say a little more harsher than it need be.

Kaldur elbows you yet again, but harder. "No, it is completely okay to call me K."

She clasps her hands together,
"Maybe I'll just go with Kal. That sounds more original." Neither of you wants to tell her it has--in fact--been used before.

You nod, eyeing her and her wise decision. That's right, Roc.

While they conversed you began to feel like a third wheel. You were certain of it when Aqualad completely turns his back to you.

You bow your head, going to the kitchen to make yourself a sad sandwich. You honestly thought that he'd be more open considering what happened last night. You lick your lips and recall the memories.

You were about to walk to your bunk, when you pass the closet and hear a breath hitch. You open the closet and see Aqualad sitting on a mop bucket and crying. Your heart stretched in pain for him.

"Oh boy, K come, The smell here is hideous, come." You say to him, gently grabbing his wrist and leading him into your room.

"What's wrong, K? You can trust me." You rub his back and give him a spot in your bed, covering him in your black and red blanket.

"I mourn for Tula, my lost love." He says, sniffling.

"Isn't she with your-"

"Yes but it does not mean I cannot love her, I mourn for her death." He says quite sharply and buries his face deeper into his hands. You sit next to him.