Young Justice One Shots / Imagines

Wally West || Beauty {Part Three}

Title: Beauty

Y/n - Your Name
B/n - Baby Name (Female)
Note - Oh boy. Tbh i feel like this sucks so I guess lemme kno @ the end.
Gonna warn you now, there's a lot of time skips.

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::7 Months Later::
F e b r u a r y
2 0 1 8

He's taken the time to warm up to you. Right now, the two of you are at the friendship stage, the stage you used to be at with him before you became pregnant.

But it also developed into something greater - or at least bigger. The two of you developed a secret handshake, and Wally has become like family to the others.

Now, of course that feeling is still there. That, burning feeling that will always want to be more than just friends. It has never diminished throughout the months. You wonder if he knows that you still feel that way.

You wonder if he feels that way.

You shake your head, removing the idea.
He's probably still whipped for Artemis.

It's not like that's a bad thing, you're still very sorry toward Artemis with much regret in your heart. You haven't seen her since the time she brought you soup.

"Hey, I'm home." Wally's voice echoes through the halls. You stay in the living room, watching a movie - as always. Feeling the giant baby bump.

Wally walks into the living room with two freshly cut green mangoes.

"Aw, thanks Wally!" You almost scream, taking the plate and devouring it. He stares at you intently and suddenly you feel self conscious.
"Do I... have something on my face?" You ask, and he just moves around to fully face himself to you.

"Why.. did you like me?" He cuts straight to the point.

You almost choke on the mango, spitting it out onto your plate.
"Come again?"

"Why did you like me?" He repeated, a bit louder this time.

"Why are you asking?"

"Answer my question first."

"I me-I mean that's a pretty personal question-" You look at him and he gives you a glare. "Alright! Jeez."

"I liked you because.. I- I can't explain it. There's just something about you that I'm drawn to. Maybe it was... the way you smiled. Maybe it was the way you spoke to me. Maybe it was the way you comforted me even when I told you I was okay. Maybe it was the way you defended me when someone disrespected me." You take a deep breath. "Maybe it was the way I thought you cared." You stand, looking down at him.
"Maybe it was the fact that I didn't know you had a girlfriend." You spit with venom.
"Maybe it was because I'm addicted to pain, and you're the only one who supplies me with so much." You say.

You're ready to walk away but there's something in your soul that's rooting you down. You want to walk away, but it's like your body stopped listening.

He stares at you. You rub your elbow, letting your hair fall down as a curtain between him and you. And that's how you embarrassingly broke down crying in front of Wally. He gets up and comforts you. You drop to your knees and he joins you.
"Why are you crying?"

"Did-" You sniffle, wiping a tear away with your pinky.
"Did you just ask me why?" You feel like vomiting.
"I see you ev-every day and it hurts that I can't have you. I-I talk to you all the time, an-and it hurts that the only thing I can't call you is mine. You're asking me why I liked you as if I don't anymore, it's all a mess." You compose yourself, standing up, hiding your red eyes. He holds your wrists softly and slowly removes them, causing you to look into his eyes.