Young Justice One Shots ✔

♡)Cookies||Kid Flash

Summary: Kid Flash is being annoying and hungry, so (Y/N) offers to give the boy a baking lesson. But while the lesson continues, what will happen?

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"Please, please, please (Y/N)! I'm starving!"

"Go buy something outside or... something," you waved him off, causing him to pout. To be fair, he could easily go out and buy a snack from 7-11 or something in a few seconds. Why he needed to pester you and interrupt your reading session was beyond your understanding.

"(Y/N), pleeeease!" He groaned dramatically, flopping onto the couch opposite to where you were sitting. You decided to ignore him. Surely the rest of the team would be finished with their mission soon so you wouldn't have to be stuck here listening to "Kid Mouth's" insistent whining any longer.

"No, I'm not going to make you anything. I'm in the middle of somethin' right now if you didn't notice," you quipped, flipping another page of your book.

"(Y/N)."

"(Y/N)."

"(Y/NNNNN)."

"Wallyyyyy," you mimicked back at him, seemingly only egging him on further until he's chanting your name nonstop.

"FINE!" You snapped, standing up and glaring at the boy who was now blinking at you innocently. "Come on then, Kid Dork. But I won't be doing this alone, just so you know."

He scoffed at the nickname, but quickly followed after you anyway. He blinked again.

"Wait... you won't?" He questioned when you both reached the kitchen.

"You can't possibly expect to annoy me for five minutes straight and do nothing while I make your snack," you glared at him as you began to rummage through the cabinets, taking out the necessary ingredients.

"Eh, fair enough," he shrugged, leaning onto the counter to stare at you attentively.

You then set the ingredients on the same counter, hands to your hips as you watched Wally snap back into reality to examine the assortment in front of him.

"I'm lost," he finally said blankly.

You snorted. "We're making cookies, Kid Genius."

He frowned childishly. "Okay, stop with the nicknames. They're extremely hurtful, and I am wounded every time you say another one. I'm not sure I want help from a bully anymore-"

"They're chocolate chip."

"All is forgiven. You know me so well, and you're my favourite person ever," he quickly corrected himself. "When do we start?"

You couldn't help but let out a laugh, shaking your head at his annoying yet endearing antics. "Now, silly!" You grinned, pulling his arm so that he stood next to you.

So, the lesson began. Sure, Wally was bothersome when he wanted to be, but he was a very pleasant student. He was always interested in what you had to say, and seemed to genuinely enjoy learning how to bake. He was... cute. Annoying, loud, and stubborn... but very cute.

You let yourself smile shyly at the thought, cheeks heating up as Wally continued to mix the batter vigorously. That is, until you caught him licking one of his batter-covered fingers.

"Hey, you! You're not supposed to eat the batter. There are raw eggs in the batter, Wally," you scolded, swatting at his arm.

"But it's so tasty," he all but groaned, giving you his best puppy eyes. You tried to look unimpressed by the power of his shiny green eyes.