One of my favourite things about YJ’98 is that even tho the team totally respected Cissie’s decision for leaving, they always get so excited at just the mere thought of her coming back.
summary: Planning out Connor’s coming out would be simple if Roy and Cissie didn’t get involved. a/n: This is basically a humorous retelling of how I figured out I was ace but with more arrowfam
“In the interest of maintaining the image of being the only vaguely rational person in this family, I’m going to tell you to just tell him,” you say, wondering how exactly you got into this conversation when all you wanted to do was have a nice brunch with your siblings.
“You can’t just come out. He’s gotta do something.”
“Babies come out and all they do is cry.”
Cissie snorts.
You roll your eyes.
“This is a big thing. He’s gotta do something to tell Ollie. ”
Roy says all of this like you care. You would think that he’d figured out by now that anything that comes out of his mouth completely slips by your brain like rainwater over Teflon. Honestly. “Right?” He turns to Cissie who is busy delighting in the fact that you are suffering too much to tell her not to eat too much syrup.
You turn to Connor, chin on the heel of your palm. “What are you afraid of?”
Connor gestures vaguely trying to capture his point and hand it to you, punctuating the action by saying, “that.” You stare at him and want to tell him that you don’t speak Roy but you’re half sure he got that gesture from Kyle. You let out a dismissive breath.
“You’re being insensitive again.”
You blink and flick your gaze wide-eyed.
Connor kind of shrugs dejected and Roy comforts him but still manages to look so very irritating in the process.
“Ok,” you say slowly trying to retrace your steps. Where had you misstepped? Ok, you repeat in your head. You run through the facts in your head and come up bust. “It’s pretty normal to be disinterested in that stuff, right? There are better things to do.”
They all kind of just look at you and you’re backtracking again, thinking, “What did I do now?”
“Do you,” Cissie says slowly, “do you think the rest of the world just has sex because they have nothing better to do?”
You want to say yes but you feel like that’s the wrong answer so you go with, “maybe?”
They’re all back to staring at you again.
“What?”
“Here I thought (Y/n) was the straight person on thin ice,” Roy says in a small breath.
“What?” You repeat.
“I think you just came out to us,” Connor says, the corner of his lip curling into a smile. You feel like you should be offended but you’re just happy that the sick grey-green color swimming under his skin has gone. Connor turns to Roy. “Should I just do that?”
“Naw, knowing (Y/n) she’ll get it patented in like 2 hours.”
“For Connor, I won’t. But I don’t see how you would sneak that into a conversation with Ollie.”
Connor shrugs, “I could ask him about him and Dinah.”
“Please don’t.”
“It’s a great idea,” Cissie pipes in.
“Please don’t pull a Roy.”
Roy makes an annoyed noise at you in the back of his throat. He usually only reserves that noise for when you call up Donna just to walk her through his latest fuck ups on patrol. You’re very happy to find that it can be induced in other ways.
You stick your tongues out at each other.
Cissie clears her throat and points out, “Someone has to be the token straight person.”
You and Connor point to your noses. “Not it.”
“I have eldest immunity privileges!” Roy protests.
“Since when?”
“Forever.”
“News to me,” you say.
Connor seems to contemplate this. “It’s not in writing.”
You grin as Roy tries to sputter a response.
“Sorry, straight person. If it’s not in writing, you can’t enforce it,” Cissie shrugs pounding her palm against the table like a gavel.
Roy throws his hands up and starts to argue with Cissie about why she should be the person on thin ice. You would like to take credit for Cissie not taking Roy’s bullshit like a champ but she was like that to begin with.
You take the opportunity to lean in and whisper in Connor’s ear. “Ollie’s probably just going to add to his collection of pride shirts.”
He side-eyes, less skeptical and more than a little weary. “He has that?”
“He also got pride ties when someone on the board had something to say after Cissie came out.”
“Huh.”
“Mmhmm,” you hum, “I promise I won’t come out when you do. Then again, Ollie’s probably guessed my case by now. Maybe. I dunno.”
“Ollie’s dumber than any of us,” Cissie laughs.
“He took you in so probably,” Roy sniggers.
“Hey!”
“The fact that he took us all in is grounds for an insanity plea,” Connor admits.
“Can we all agree that him being friends with Uncle Hal is a better case?” You say, slouching back in your chair.
“Ok. Yeah.”
“Oh, he’ll love hearing about it. No Christmas presents for you.”
“ Yeah, cus I’m gonna miss the shitty Coast City souvenir shop mugs he gets me every year.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot I told him you were starting a mug collection waaaaay back.”
Years later, with many changes in all of their lives, the one thing that keeps these young heroes together is the friendship they forged. BART, CASSIE, KON, and TIM find themselves once more on the frontlines with ANITA, CISSIE, and GRETA, finding themselves where most adults do in their late teens: wondering what they’ll be doing next.
Find out what happens in Young Justice #0: Old Acquaintance Be Forgot, out March 23!
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