Light Beam and Dark Thunder were always meant to be on opposite sides. Enemies with a past and no possible future.
Superhero. Supervillain.
Righteous. Nefarious.
Popular. Infamous.
But there was only one little problem with that: they liked their...
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I woke up in Elliot's bed, with him still lying next to me. His body was spread carelessly across his side of the bed. Fluid limbs, resting against the soft mattress.
His sparkling eyes found mine, a warm, cheeky smile spread across his lips.
"You snore." He said. His deep, sleepy voice, still didn't sound real to me.
"And what do you want me to do about that?"
"Nothing, I just thought you should know?" He was still smiling. His lips shimmering in the morning sunlight.
I sighed. Unable to get angry at him. "Is it a cutesy snore? Or a big ugly snore?"
"Big ugly snore." He chuckled.
"Did you have to tell me that?!"
"You specifically asked."
"You know what, Elliot, some of us are just trying to deal with life and don't need to know if we snore at all!"
"I just thought you'd like to know. Besides, I found it to be quite pleasant."
"You thought my ugly snores were pleasant?" Well, I officially don't understand Elliot Grayson.
"Yeah, I liked knowing that you were fast asleep. There was a certain peacefulness in your violent snores." How did he manage to sound sincere while saying that?
"Were you watching me sleep?" I glared at him.
"You make it sound really creepy." He groaned.
"It is creepy!"
"I didn't mean it in a creepy way." He passed a hand through his fluffy hair.
We both just sort of stared at each other for a few moments then.
"I--I have to tell you something." He said. Still staring at me.
"Go on--" there was a knock on the door.
"Uh--it's open?" Elliot said, with an eyebrow raised. I mirrored his confusion. Nobody was supposed to be here? Aw well, maybe Dark figured out how to break into my house. It was bound to happen eventually, I guess.
The door opened slightly and we both froze as we noticed Felicity walk inside.
Elliot got on his feet, almost instantly.
"Fel--It's not what--" his cheeks were a deep shade of red. Fully aware of the sight in front of Felicity.
"I'm not here for you." She said. The iciness in her voice twisted my insides, even though her words weren't addressed to me.
He sighed, dejected. He looked over to me and offered me a warm, comforting smile. Then he nodded and left the room.
