ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ!sᴜᴘᴇʀʙᴏʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
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notes: requested by @Polli2123 ! Hope you like it, love.•
I watched Conner train from a corner in the room, his anger seemed to be radiating off him in waves. Sometimes I wondered if he felt anything other than anger. Pain, maybe. These past weeks after we got him out of Cadmus, I kept noticing him constantly trying to replicate what his teammates did. Trying to pick up mannerisms and even mold his personality, which failed. He tried to familiarize himself with the crowd by doing what everyone else did, and it worried me that if he continued to do so, he would lose himself as a person. I knew what went through his head; I didn't have to be a telepath to know. He felt lost and confused, just as I did when I first left Atlantis alongside Khaldur, my brother. I felt disoriented, and insecure. I felt as if everyone judged me. I felt, well, like a fish out of water. I walked over and as I reached where he was, held on to the punching bag he had been currently hitting, stopping it mid swing, earning a surprised look from Conner."Hi" I spoke in a small voice, not really confident, if I am to be honest. Sometimes, I was too timid to even step up to talk to anyone.
"What do you want?" he said harshly, taking me back for a moment.
"I just came by to check up on you." I moved from behind the punching bag. "To ask if you were feeling well. If you've been, you know, learning new things properly"
"I don't need your patronizing, if that's what you're here for"
"I'm not. Conner, I'd like to talk to you, if you'd let me"
He looked down at me for a second, then offered a small, sidelong closed smile, which disappeared as soon as it surfaced. "Go ahead, then"
I took a deep breath, then began to walk back with him, careful not to upset him. "You know my name, right?" I started.
He gave me a puzzled look "Of course I do. Y/N, Khaldur's sister"
I looked at him kindly "I've been noticing that you've had some trouble adjusting to your new lifestyle, correct?"
He never looked at me "A bit. But why do you care? Even if I did spill my guts to you, you wouldn't understand. You don't know what it's like"
"I know more than you think." I said as he opened the door so we could step outside to talk. "My real name is Gaia, it's Atlantian. Y/N is what I started to go by when I came to the team, because I wanted to fit in with the rest of the members, like M'gann decides to go by Megan at times. To adjust to my environment." I looked up at the sky, then back down at him. "Just like you, I felt lost and confused. Everything was new to me and Khaldur, but he learned to adapt quickly, I didn't. It was harder for me, so I reserved myself from the others and kept quiet, mostly. I still do that sometimes, but less." I stopped walking and looked straight at him, my eyes meeting his icy ones. "My point is, it's hard to do, but not impossible. You'll learn to adjust to what's around you in no time. You just need to get used to it first. It'll take time, but I want to help you, just like the team helped me"
"Why do you care so much?" He asks, but not coldly. More taken aback than anything. "Why does it mean that much to you"
I offered him a small smile and placed my hand on his shoulder "Because I like you, Conner, and I care about you. I want you to talk to me about your feelings, and see me as a friend, not a stranger." Softly, I kissed his cheek.
I began to walk away, leaving him standing outside in the grass, the sun setting behind him. "I'll see you tomorrow, Superboy."
Don't really know how to feel about this. I wrote it at 3am. Very short, sorry. I've also been kind of stressed because I'm going on vacation in four days, so yeah. Hope you guys have a great day/night! Love ya'll.
~lani
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