Young Justice One Shots ✔

☁)Curse of a Mirror||Blue Beetle||Part 1

Summary: (Y/N) lives in a mirror. Literally. One day she transports to someone's room for the first time. She and Blue Beetle grow closer every day, but she knows it won't last.

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  Your eyes slowly fluttered open. A blinding light made you squint. Wait, light?

Your eyes shot open as you jumped to your feet, looking around. You pressed your hands against the mirror and out.

Yes, you read that right. Mirror. You lived inside a mirror. It was a curse. You'd been living inside a mirror for almost a year already.

The mirror would change its destination every 3 months or so, usually ending up in an abandoned room or an attic. Something like that. But this?

You squinted and saw a figure in bed still sleeping. Your eyes widened as you let out a small gasp, making the figure roll onto the other side.

A person?! You were in a room?!

You'd never been in the same room as a person before. You were usually put in an empty room where there was almost no light whatsoever.

So this was either a big upgrade, or this person would freak out, pack their stuff, and set the place on fire because they thought the house was haunted.

Suddenly, the person's alarm rang, startling you. You gulped and waited for the person to see you.

The person groaned and turned the alarm off, still in bed. Your heart's pace quickened when you realized this was a guy's voice.

He slowly sat up with his messy bed hair and all, rubbing his eyes sleepily. Then, you realized he was shirtless.

You blushed furiously and covered your eyes with your hands, slightly peeking through.

The boy blinked, seeing you. He blinked again. He must've thought he was still dreaming because he pinched himself, making him yelp.

He rubbed his eyes again and still saw you, there in the mirror.

"Um.. hello?..", you nervously smiled, waving timidly.

His eyes fully widened as he looked at you in shock. He let out a scream making you wince.

"Ow, ow...", you mumbled, rubbing your ears softly.

"Jaime?! What happened up there?!", you heard a voice downstairs scream.

You guessed it was 'Jaime's mom. Your heart sank when you thought of your own mom... she should've just let you die.

Jaime looked at you in panic and yelled, "I-It's nothing!! I just f-fell off the bed!!"

You swallowed your saliva as he stared at you in wonder. Or maybe it was fear. Or both. You weren't quite sure.

"Who-Who are you?", he asked you cautiously.

"My name is (Y/N) (L/N), and I'm really sorry for being here in your room! I-I really didn't mean to..", you blushed, toying with your ring.

Jaime was too speechless to react. A girl. In his room. In his MIRROR.

"How are you in... my mirror?", he asked, still stunned.

You bit your lip, "It's... it's a curse."

"A curse? Couldn't you just break the mirror or something?", he asked.

You shook your head, "I wish. If I could, I wouldn't be here right now. But, like I said, it's a curse."

"Then... how can you break the curse?", he asked.