Part One

You and Tim eventually made your escape into one of the closets in the Watchtower. Locking the door, you sank down to the ground and covered your face with your hands. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever experienced.”

Tim sat down beside you. Sighing, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Did you get a chance to tell anyone that we didn’t mean to get married?” 

“No. They all kept congratulating us.” You leaned into him. “My parents were so happy, but all they could talk about was having another ceremony here.”

“Alfred said the same thing. He is pretty miffed we eloped.” Tim ran a hand over his hair. “Everyone seemed hurt that we didn’t tell them or give them any warning.” 

“It’s not like we had any warning.” You closed your eyes. “I’m going to kill Bart.”

Tim snorted. “Cassie’s looking for him. Apparently, he ran off.” You rested your head on his shoulder. He buried his face in your hair. “What should we do?”

“I’m tempted to just let it go. Let people think we’re married, do what makes them happy.” You sighed. “I’m so tired, Tim.”

Tim hummed. “I mean…being married wouldn’t be a bad thing.” He smiled when you looked at him slightly surprised. “Think of the tax benefits.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you serious?”

“Maybe?” He pursed his lips. “I don’t know. The thought of telling Bruce and Alfred that we were drugged and got married is enough to make me want to fight the Joker fifty times instead.” 

“Same. I don’t want to try to explain to my parents. They were so happy. Apparently, they thought I was a lost cause.” You bumped your knee into his. “But what are we going to do now?”

Tim took a deep breath before getting to his feet. He brushed himself off and offered you a hand. “We’re going home. We’ll clean ourselves up and get a good night sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll take you out for dinner and we’ll discuss this in more detail.” 

You took his hand. “Okay.” You smiled at him. “But before we go, I need to find Bart.” 

Tim smirked. “I’ll come with you.” The two of you stared at each other. You leaned forward slowly and pressed your lips against his. Tim tensed before relaxing and wrapping his arms around your waist. He pulled away after a moment. “Yeah, kissing you every night wouldn’t be bad.”

You smiled. “No, it wouldn’t be bad.” You pulled away and slipped out of the closet. Batman and Superman were talking just outside. They both stared at you. Superman chuckled while Batman frowned. You quickly left and Tim was right on your heels. His face blushing under his mask.

***

Tim was fast asleep before someone flopped on his bed, jerking him awake. “What the hell?” he shouted, ready to fight until he recognized the cologne tickling his nose.  He sighed. “I knew I should have went to my apartment.”

“Timmy, I can’t believe you’re married.” Dick made himself comfortable on the other side of the bed, putting his arms behind his head. “I mean you and (Y/N) weren’t even dating.”

“Well…things happen.” Tim laid back down, turning on his side to face away from Dick. “I’ve always cared about (Y/N) regardless.” 

Dick hummed. Tim really should have went to his apartment, but Alfred insisted on him staying the night at the manor. Dick was going to keep digging until the truth came out. “So funny story,” Dick said. Tim held back a groan. Dick knew. He knew the truth. “I overheard Bart telling Wally that he just performed the ultimate prank on you and (Y/N). Revenge for the shrimp incident, I believe he said.”

“Of course, the shrimp incident,” Tim mumbled to himself. Back when you were all kids, Tim and you convinced Bart he could speak to shrimp. It took Bart years to get over the humiliation. “I should have known he wouldn’t forget that.” 

“So…I’m guessing you didn’t mean to get married to (Y/N) and Bart tricked you somehow.” Dick nudged Tim’s arm. “Jason owes me twenty bucks. He thought you eloped to annoy Bruce.” 

Tim snorted. “That’s something Jason would do.” 

Dick hummed, smiling at Tim cheekily. “You gave him the idea anyway.” Dick propped himself up on his arm to face Tim. Tim turned to meet Dick’s eye when Dick poked him. “What are you going to do?”

“Well, we’re only married on Betrassus. That marriage won’t hold up here.” Tim rolled onto his back, sighing. “(Y/N) and I are going to dinner tomorrow night. They don’t know how to tell everyone. Neither do I. Bruce would kill me for drinking an alien drink and letting myself be drugged.”

“So that’s what happened. (Y/N) was drugged too?” Tim nodded. “Wow,” Dick chuckled. “Well, I’m glad I’m not in your shoes, little brother.” He reached over to ruffle Tim’s hair. Tim ducked his head to try to get away, but Dick persisted. It occurred to Tim that it would be nice to be married to you if only it would stop Dick from coming into his bedroom.

***

You hurried to the restaurant, pulling your coat tighter around yourself to avoid getting wet from the pouring rain. The doorman opened the door for you and you jogged inside. You sighed in relief, glad you weren’t too wet. Another man came up and offered to take your coat. You let him and moved to the hostess. 

“Hi, I’m here to meet Tim Drake.” You bit your lip when the hostess smiled knowingly. She gestured for you to follow through the fancy restaurant. You felt out of place and slightly undressed. Tim didn’t warn you it would be this upscale. Then again, he probably wanted to impress you. Tim always overdid it when he wanted to impress someone. 

She took you to a private corner booth. Tim slid out and stood up when he saw you. You smiled at him and slid in first before he joined you. The hostess left you alone. “I know this is out of your element, but the food here is to die for and I know you love good food,” Tim said, opening the menu. 

“You’re right.” You opened the menu and tried not to get sticker shock at the price. “So…I did tell my parents about what really happened.” You flinched when Tim looked at you nervously. “They understood and said Bart is now banned from the house. However, they did say it gives them hope for a wedding in the future.” 

“Oh boy.” Tim set the menu down and ran his fingers through his hair. “Dick knows too. I haven’t been able to tell Alfred or Bruce yet.” 

You hummed. “I can come with you to tell them if you want? It wasn’t that hard to explain to my parents.” You reached over to take his hand from his hair and hold it in your own. He blushed slightly, but relaxed. 

“What about us?” Tim asked, glancing from your entwined hands to your face. 

“Let’s just see where we go from here, babe.” You winked at him. “After we tell Bruce and Alfred, of course.”

Tim moaned. “You had to remind me of that, huh?” He rubbed his free hand over his face. The waiter came over and the two of you dropped the subject to enjoy dinner together.

***

It took Tim about a week to gather the courage to attempt to tell Bruce and Alfred. You supported him all the way, gently pushing him to schedule the talk with them. Tim found he appreciated you more and more as you two slowly grew closer throughout the week. 

Finally, Tim asked to meet Alfred and Bruce in Bruce’s office at four. You arrived at the manor at two to help Tim work up the courage. 

“I don’t think I can do this,” Tim said for the hundredth time as he paced the floor of his bedroom. You sat on his bed, watching him go back and forth until it hurt your neck. 

“Tim, we can’t let them think we’re going to get married here.” You crossed your arms, gesturing for him to sit down next to you. Tim collapsed beside you. You kissed his cheek. “It’s not that scary. At most they will be disappointed, but we can live with that. You’ve disappointed them before.”

“It’s not that simple.” Tim moaned, laying down. His hip pressed against yours. You smiled and laid down with him. “Bruce will be upset. He’ll probably try to remove me from the League.” 

“Key word is try.” You nuzzled his cheek. Tim blushed, reaching over to take your hand. “Besides, he might understand it wasn’t our fault. We were pranked.” 

Tim hummed. “I don’t think he’ll understand.” Tim sat back up. “I just need to rip off the band-aid and get it over with.”

You nodded, sitting up with him. “True. The more we sit here, the more stressed you are getting.” You smiled when Tim squeezed your hand before getting up and pulling you with him.

“Let’s face the music,” Tim mumbled as you both left the room to head to Bruce’s office.

***

Bruce took a seat in the armchair as Alfred poured the tea. Tim stood stiff behind the couch. You moved to take a seat on the couch itself. “Thank you for the tea, Alfred,” you said, smiling at him brightly.

“You’re welcome, Mx. (Y/N).” Alfred took his own seat in the other armchair. “I’m glad we can have this time to discuss the upcoming wedding.”

You raised your eyebrows. Bruce’s eyes narrowed slightly at the sight. You glanced back at Tim who tensed. “Tim, just rip off the band-aid like you said,” you whispered to him. Alfred and Bruce sat up straighter in response. You smiled at them before taking your cup and sipping on your tea. 

“We…” Tim stopped to clear his throat, gripping the back of the couch. He shifted his weight from foot to foot. “I made a mistake.”

Bruce raised an eyebrow. “What kind of mistake?” 

Tim moved around to sit down next to you. His hands trembled. You rested your hand on his knee. He relaxed somewhat. “I…We…We were tricked.” He shyly looked at Bruce and Alfred before dropping his gaze to his feet. “Bart pranked us and we didn’t mean to get married.”

“He convinced Kon to give us a drink that made us inebriated. We ended up getting married and having a wedding night.” You blushed. Tim took your hand. 

“So we didn’t mean to get married and we don’t want to get married here.” Tim finished, looking up at Bruce and Alfred. “I know I should have known better than to drink on an alien planet. Please don’t be upset with us.” He bit his lip, burning bright red. 

Silence filled the room. You took a sip of your tea, avoiding eye contact. Tim’s gaze dropped back to his feet, but his hand squeezed yours tightly. 

Alfred cleared his throat. “Well, this is a development.” He sat back in his chair, taking a deep breath. Bruce didn’t say a word. His stare made you feel like he was staring straight into your soul. “But you two seem closer than before yes?” Alfred asked, nodding to you and Tim.

“Well, I mean…” Tim mumbled, tilting his head. 

“We’re dating now and we’re only married on Betrassus.” You nudged Tim’s head with your own. “Now that doesn’t mean that Tim and I won’t become something, but we’re not going to get married here anytime soon.” 

Bruce folded his hands under his chin and leaned forward. “This is what I warned Clark and Diana about letting young people into the league. Particularly, Bart Allen.” 

You and Tim shared a look. “I mean it’s true. We’re a mess,” you whispered to Tim. A shadow of a smile pulled at his lips. 

“Or at least Kon and Bart are.” Tim snorted softly.

“However, neither of you are to drink anything on an alien planet again.” Bruce got to his feet and crossed his arms. “And I will have a word with Bart Allen.” 

Tim froze as you had to slap a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing out loud. “A word with Bart Allen?” Tim gasped, jaw dropped.

Alfred raised an eyebrow at Bruce as Bruce marched off toward the Batcave entrance. You and Tim watched him go. Once the door was shut, you allowed your laughter to slip out. “Oh my, Bart is dead. I want to see that.” You jumped to your feet and dragged Tim up with you. Tim shut his mouth, blinking. “Come on, Tim. This is better revenge than Cassie breaking his jaw or us freezing his underwear with one of Mr. Freeze’s old guns.”

“Then we got to go. Excuse us, Alfred,” Tim said, smirking as he pulled you to follow Bruce. You quickly set the cup of tea down. 

“Thank Alfred,” you said over your shoulder as you and Tim disappeared down into the cave.

Alfred chuckled, cleaning up the tea. “They’ll be married officially by the end of the year.” He picked up the tray and turned to leave the room. “I guarantee it.” 

Part Two 

A sledgehammer was pounding against your temple. You moaned, opening one eye before shutting it immediately when bright light blinded you. Shifting onto your back when your side ached, you noticed how sore you were in certain regions. You hummed, wondering if you should have drank those Alien drinks at the party.

You and a group of the Justice League’s newer members were sent on a space mission. Green Lantern Cruz needed help on Betrassus to stop an invasion from Apokolips. Of course, you all stopped the invasion with ease and were left to celebrate with the locals. It was a wild party. To be honest though, you couldn’t remember anything after the second drink you had. 

Suddenly, an arm flopped over your chest. Your eyes flew open with terror as you followed the human arm to a lump under the covers next to you. A scream ripped out of you before you could stop yourself. The lump flinched, sitting up suddenly to reveal dark messy hair and startlingly blue eyes. Tim Drake, currently Red Robin, formerly the Robin you grew up with. He saw you and froze, eyes wide, jaw dropped. His lips were red and swollen. A large hickey on his neck. 

“(Y/N)?” he gasped, closing his jaw. You slapped a hand over your mouth to stop your scream. Your eyes dropped to take in his bare chest, also covered in hickeys. He followed your gaze, blushing and covering himself when he saw the hickeys. 

“Tim, what did we do?” you whispered once you felt safe enough to drop your hand. You glanced around, frowning when you realized you weren’t in your quarters. All the furniture was in the wrong place and the laptop on the desk had a familiar Red Robin sticker on it. It was one you made him back in the day. “Am I in your room?” 

He nodded, glancing down at you. “Are you naked?” 

You peeked under the covers to see your birthday suit. “Yep.” You peeked at him, almost smiling at how red his face was. “You?”

Tim peeked under the covers. “Yep, and covered in hickeys. I assume that must have been you, huh?”

The blood rushed to your face. “I do have a habit of that.” 

He swallowed hard, holding the blankets back to him. “Well, did we…you know?”

You shifted, recognizing the soreness you felt. “Yeah, we did.” You bit your lip and glancing over at him. “So…did you drink one of those drinks too?”

“Yeah, Kon gave me a pink one. Said it would be a great time.” Tim’s eyes widened. “That son of a bitch.”

“Kon gave me a pink one too. I had the orange one earlier, but then Kon handed me a pink one and said it was better.” You groaned, laying back down on the bed. “I don’t remember anything after that.” Your stomach turned and you closed your eyes to soothe it. 

“He did it on purpose.” Tim trembled, clearly upset. “I swear I’m going to break out my kryponite ring and break his jaw.” 

You frowned, throwing an arm over your eyes as your head throbbed. “I’ll help you if he honestly thought this was a prank.”

Tim hummed. A knock came from his door before it opened to reveal Kon rolling in a breakfast tray. He was humming ‘Here comes the Bride’. “Good morning, newlyweds. How did you sleep?” He smirked when he saw the hickey on Tim’s neck. Tim’s eyes narrowed, giving Kon a death glare. You sat up again once you realized what he had said.

“Newlyweds? What the heck are you talking about?” You snapped. Tim reached over to pull the covers over your chest when you didn’t move to cover yourself. Kon just smiled sweetly. 

“Kon, what did you do?” Tim said, crossing his arms when he noted the breakfast on the tray. Kon parked it by the bed before moving away toward the door.

Kon just smirked. “I didn’t do anything. You two are the ones who got married last night.” He laughed when your jaw dropped in shock. The blood drained out of Tim’s face. “I mean that drink was only supposed to allow your true feelings to show, nothing else.” He waved. “Don’t have too much fun.” 

You grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. Kon caught it with a laugh. He tossed it back and quickly left the room. “He’s got to be kidding, right?” you asked Tim, as you put the pillow back behind you. “We didn’t really get married, did we?”

Tim rubbed a hand over his face. “I think I remember something about marriage.” He bit his lip and looked over at you. 

“Oh my.” You shook your head, the hangover quickly reappearing in full force as it all sank in. Quickly as you could, you jumped to your feet and ran to his bathroom. You made it to the toilet just before you lost it. 

Once you finished, you sat back to catch your breath. A warm blanket wrapped around your shoulders. “Come on and lay back down,” Tim soothed. You looked at him, seeing he put some pants on. He helped you up and walked you back to the bed. “I’ll go see if I can figure this out. You rest.” He kissed your forehead as you settled against the pillow and closed your eyes. 

You reached up and ran your fingers through his hair. He leaned into your touch. “I think I must have drank more than you.”

“I think you did.” Tim chuckled. “I have a bucket next to the bed in case you need it.” He pulled away. You let your hand drop onto the bed and drifted off to sleep. If you knew Tim, he would have it all figured out once you slept off the hangover.

***

Tim stormed out of his room in his full Red Robin suit. You were fast asleep inside. Tim’s head hurt, hungover too, but not as bad as you. Besides, he had to figure this out. For you if anything.

He bit his lip, glad his suit hid the hickeys that covered his body. “Kon, what the hell did you do to us?” Tim demanded when he found Kon in the cockpit with Cassie. 

Cassie looked at Tim in surprise. “Woah, don’t tell me you’re upset already? You and (Y/N) just got married. You should still be in the honeymoon phase.” She smiled. “I’m glad for you two, but it was kinda sudden.”

“Yeah, because Kon drugged us.” Tim went over to Kon and kicked his chair around to face him. “What the hell? That was low of you and I hope this is all a prank you got everyone to go along with.” He stuck a finger in Kon’s face. Kon blinked, frowning slightly. 

He gently pushed Tim’s finger away from his face. “Hey, that drink I gave you two was just supposed to reveal your true feelings. I didn’t drug you. I just wanted you two to finally get over the little ‘will they, won’t they’ dance you have had for years.” 

Tim groaned, rolling his eyes and running his fingers through his hair. “Who told you that, Kon?” Cassie said, standing up to tower over Kon. Cassie’s eyes icy steel. 

Kon swallowed hard and blushed. “Bart.”

“Bart!” Cassie spun on her heel and stormed off. Both Tim and Kon shared a look of fear, recognizing the tone of her voice. The last time they heard that tone was when Bart stole Cassie’s bras to use as slingshots back when they were Young Justice. 

“I’m really sorry, Tim. I didn’t know, honestly.” Kon got to his feet, tensing when they heard Bart laugh in surprise as Cassie ripped into him. “I should have known not to listen to Bart.”

“Why didn’t anyone stop us?” Tim sank down into one of the chairs, pulling off his mask. “I mean you couldn’t honestly think we’d want to get married?”

“Well, you both were so for it. You didn’t seem drunk at all. It seemed like that’s what you wanted.” Kon rested a hand on Tim’s shoulder. “But is it really that bad? You’ve been sniffing after (Y/N) since you were fourteen.” 

Tim glared at Kon. “I was not sniffing.” He sighed. “I guess it’s not. Very fast though and I don’t know what (Y/N) will think once they are over their hungover.” He leaned back in his chair and ran a hand over his face. “Now what do we do? We can’t stay married.”

“I mean you could…if that’s what you wanted?” Kon shrugged his shoulders before wincing. “I better go stop Cassie before she and Bart rip a hole in the ship.” He hurried out of the cockpit. 

Tim watched him go. “This is a lot.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and wondered what you would say.

***

You sat up slowly, yawning and stretching your arms. The covers falling from your chest, making your shiver from the cold air. “Wow, what a dream,” you chuckled to yourself as you slowly took in the room. Ice cold reality washed over you when you saw you were still in Tim’s room. It hadn’t been a dream. Were you really married to Tim? 

You leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed your clothes on the floor nearby. With a quick check at the door, you stood up and dressed yourself quickly. 

The breakfast tray was still there. You took a piece of toast, wrinkling your nose. It was damp and cold, but it made your stomach feel better. Taking the tray, you left Tim’s room and slowly made your way to the kitchen to clean off the tray. You paused in the doorway when you saw Tim sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in his hands. He stared down at it, deep in thought.

“Hey,” you said after clearing your throat. 

Tim jerked and met your gaze. “Hi.” He blushed, biting his slightly swollen lips. You felt your face burn when you thought about why his lips were swollen. 

You moved to dump out the breakfast into the waste container. Tim’s eyes stayed on you as you moved to rinse the dishes and place them in the washer. “So…” You wiped your hands on a towel, turning to finally look at Tim again. He had dark circles under his eyes. His hair a mess from running his fingers through it. Your fingers ached to fix it for him. “Are we really married?”

“Yeah, we are.” Tim took a sip of his coffee. You noted slight disgust at the taste. Without thinking, you moved to take his cup to dump it out and to pour him a fresh one. Tim watched you, wide eyed. 

You set the cup back in front of him. “So what now?” 

“Well…” Tim bit his lip. “We’re technically only married on Betrassus. The ceremony we performed won’t be accepted on Earth.” He looked up at you. “And no one at home knows. Cassie and Kon promised not to tell. Bart’s jaw is broken, so I think he knows to keep his mouth shut.”

You gasped. “Did you break Bart’s jaw?”

Tim snorted. “No, Cassie did when she found out Bart was behind the whole thing. He tricked Kon into giving us that drink.” You took the seat next to him, crossing your arms over your chest tightly. “This doesn’t have to change anything.” He bumped his knee against yours in the way he used to do when you both were kids. You pursed your lips. That was a long time ago. 

“Us sleeping together does though.” You met his eye. Tim blushed so red, he might burst into flames. “I mean…we never even seen each other naked before last night.” You smiled at his red cheeks, knowing he must have remembered quite a bit about last night’s activities. “I remember most of it now. It came back slowly.”

“What do you want to do?” Tim asked, leaning back in his chair. 

You pursed your lips. Tim stayed quiet, letting you gather your thoughts. It was funny. Tim was always the person you felt love for, but knew it would never go that direction. Either one of you were always dating someone else or weren’t in a place to move forward with your feelings. However, now felt different. “I think we should go out on a date when we get home.” You smiled when Tim looked at you in surprise. 

“Really?” Tim swallowed hard. You could see the hint of excitement in his eyes. “I would love that too, honestly.” He laughed nervously, glancing down at his coffee. “I wished I had asked you earlier, but it was always the wrong time or I was with someone else.”

“Same.” You winked at him. Tim blushed again. “Besides, we skipped all the way to marriage and a wedding night, so it’s fitting that we go back and cover the dating part.” 

Tim reached out to take your hand. You met him halfway, squeezing his hand gently. “Oh finally,” Kon groaned from the doorway. You both turned to look at him, noting the black eye. Tim turned, mouthing ‘Cassie’ to you. You reminded yourself to thank Cassie for dishing out punishment for their tricks. “I thought you two would be stupid about it.”

“Stupid how?” Tim asked, frowning at Kon slightly. 

“Stupid as in you both would decide to pretend nothing happened.” Kon shuffled to the fridge and pulled out a can of soda. “Luckily, you both used your brains.”

You and Tim shared amused looks. Kon shuffled out of the room, popping open the can. “So, we got two days before we get home, what should we do?” you asked. Your hand still in Tim’s strong, but gentle grip.

“I don’t know, but I’m sure we could figure something out.” Tim grinned and bumping your knee with his own again. The two of you laughed before talking about everything and anything.

***

Bart watched you and Tim through the security camera, grinning somewhat evilly. His jaw healed with his super speed. He hummed ‘Here Comes the Bride’ as he typed out a message to the Justice League. Last minute, he added your parents and the Batfamiy to it before sending it off. 

***

Tim and you came to the agreement to keep this to yourselves. Kon and Cassie were on board as well. Bart was being his sneaky self, but you wrangled a promise to keep his mouth shut too.

Therefore, neither one of you was ready when you exited the ship once you had landed in the watchtower. You were both met with a crowd of cheering Justice League, your happy, but hurt parents, and the stoic faces of the Batfamily. 

“Tim,” you whispered in his ear as he froze beside you. “I think they know.”

You smiled sheepishly at them, face burning. Bart laughed behind the two of you. “I’m going to kill him after this,” Tim said, eyes narrowing into a murderous look.

“I’ll help you.” You took a deep breath and took Tim’s hand. The two of you walked down together, ready to face the music.

A Shower to Remember - Will Harper x Reader

WARNING- NSFW

Requested by @buffdaddyphoenix​​ - I have been addicted to reading your stuff ever since I started watching young justice !! Could I request some one-night stand smut with roy harper? He is so hot I swear

Author’s Note - I actually did Will Harper instead. Sorry not sorry. Also this is rough.

***

“Are you almost done in there?” Will Harper asked as he leaned in the doorway of the Bowhunter Security’s front office.

“Almost.” You were on a ladder in the ceiling, carefully hooking up a new router. Will could only see your hips and ass. He smirked, enjoying the view. 

“Good. I can’t bring the guys back in until we get the internet up.” He chuckled, watching you as you went on your tip toes to reach something. “I hate being the only one in this office. Gets lonely.”

You froze before stepping down one step on the ladder to peek out at him. “Lonely, huh?” You narrowed your eyes suspiciously. Will just smirked back at you. “Does that actually work for you most of the time?” 

“What works for me?” Will flinched slightly, blushing. Damn, you were quick. 

“Sure.” You went back up the ladder and back into the ceiling. Will happily went back to checking out your lower half. He would have loved to have those legs wrapped around his waist or maybe his head. “I’m almost done.” You whistled. “Got it.” 

Will perked up, coming over to hold the ladder as you climbed down. You were covered in dust from the ceiling. He reached over to brush some off your forehead. “You’re dirty.” 

“You don’t clean your ceilings.” Flinching away from his hand, you went to his computer. “Let’s see if your computer can connect.” You typed away. Will leaned against his desk with his arms crossed. His eyes still lingered on your ass. It was just screaming at him to look at it. “And there you go.” You smiled, turning to face him only to frown when you caught his eyes lower than they should have been. “Stop it.”

Will smirked. “Great job. Did you change the password or is it still the same?” He came over to lean over next to you to peek at the computer.

“It’s the same, but I would recommend a harder password to crack. Using password for your password is like begging at someone to hack in.” You rolled your eyes, moving to pack your things. 

“Well, I feel bad for you getting so dirty.” Will smirked when you bent over to pick something up. He bit his lip to hide the smirk as you turned to look at him. “We have showers here. Feel free to use them.” 

You sighed, looking at the ceiling before you climbed up to move the tile back into place. “I think I will take you up on that. I have to go to an insurance company after this and I know for a fact that they won’t like me like this.” 

Will silently cheered, watching you climb down the ladder with peak interest. His gut stirred. Part of him couldn’t believe you actually took the offer. Now to seal the deal. “Let me help you get this stuff into your car.” He closed the ladder once you were down. You picked up your tools and packed your bag.

“You don’t have to do that,” you said, but Will was already heading out the door. He smiled to himself, feeling your eyes watching him as he went. Flexing his arms, he carefully slid the ladder back on top of your car and started to strap it down. “Thank you.” You were suddenly beside him, eyes on his biceps. 

He flexed a muscle. You flinched in surprise. “You’re welcome.” He pulled away from your car. You shook your head and moved to your trunk to put your bag inside. 

“So I can still use your shower right?” You asked, pulling out another bag, which looked like spare clothes.

Will hummed, gesturing for you to follow him back inside. “Of course. It’s the least I could do.” 

You followed him. Will knew he had you. He could feel your eyes on his ass. “Thank you.” Will led you to the locker room. 

“There’s only one shower and it’s a little tricky.” Will nodded to the shower. “Let me know if you need help.” He turned to find you very close to him. A smirk pulled on his lips. “Hi.”

“Hi.” You stared at his lips. “Okay, I don’t do this sort of thing.”

“You don’t?” Will widened his eyes, trying to look innocent. “Shower in public places?”

“No.” You narrowed your eyes. Will’s entire body jolted at the sight. God, he wanted you bad. His pants grew uncomfortably tight. “This.” You leaned forward and sealed your lips to his. Will melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you to him. You tasted like the mint from the gum you had thrown away moments before. 

Will backed you up against the wall. He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He groaned when you pressed against his crotch. “Tease.”

“Creeper.” You kissed your way down his jaw. “I think you planned this.”

He chuckled, sliding his hands under your shirt to feel your bare skin. Soft as velvet. “Not all the details, but I was hoping you would be interested.”

You hummed, sliding a hand up to bury it in his hair. Will moaned and kissed his way back to your lips. His tongue wrestled with yours, exploring before fucking your mouth. You trembled in his arms, pulling harder on his hair while your other hand gripped his shirt. 

“Do you have protection?” you asked as Will set you down to pull off your shirt. He smirked at the sight of your bare chest. 

“I do. You?” Will took off his own shirt, flexing his muscles to make you gasp. Oh, he liked you. 

“Yep.” You reached over to undo his jeans. “Anything I should know?”

He winked. “Safe word is green.”

“Green, I suppose it wouldn’t be red for you.” You smirked at him as you pulled down his pants along with his boxers. He sprung free. “Wow, you were very eager, weren’t you?”

Will blushed. “Can’t help it that your ass is so perfect.” He dropped to his knees, helping you step out of your pants. A moan slipped out of him at the sight of your legs. His hands slid up your legs to your ass, kneading before he buried his face between your legs. 

You gasped, running your fingers back into his hair as he guided your legs up and over his shoulders, supporting your weight as he made you tremble in his arms. You tasted so sweet. He saw stars.

Will glanced up at you, smirking when he saw you flushed and panting. He pulled away before you came. You sobbed, trying to hold him to you, but he removed your legs from his shoulders and held you up until you could stand on your own. “You’re ready for me.” He pulled you into the shower, turning on the water.

“I knew that mouth did more than just flirt.” You kissed him hard on the lips. He pulled you against him, moaning at the feel of your body against his. You were so warm, so soft. Will felt himself grow harder than he thought he ever could. 

Will backed you up so you both were under the water. You shivered against him despite the warm water. Will turned you around and guided your hands to press against the wall.  “Oh god.” You gasped when he pressed his hips against your ass.

“Hold on tight.” He chuckled, reaching down to line himself up with you. “Are you ready?”

“Please.” You panted, glancing over your shoulder at him. He smirked at you again before slamming into you hard. You screamed, fingers curling into your palms. 

Will chuckled, moaning at the feel of you. He held you up when your knees shook. “You okay?” He kissed the back of your neck. 

“Yeah.” You glanced over your shoulder at him. A shaky smile on your face. “Can you move?” 

“Oh, I can move. You’ll feel the aster.” He bucked his hips. His breath became heavy as he nuzzled your shoulder. You reached up to grab the handles on the side of the shower as Will rocked your body with each thrust. 

“Aster?” You panted, reaching an arm back to bury your fingers in his hair. It sent a wave of warmth down to his cock instantly. “Are we making up words now?”

Will sucked and nibbled your shoulder. He wanted to leave a mark on you. His mark. Something to remember him by. “Something my friends used to say.” He groaned when you wiggled back into him.

You hummed in response, pulling his hair hard when he felt you tense. “Come on. Lose yourself for me.” Will kissed his way up your shoulder to your neck. “Scream for me again.”

Will shifted slightly, knowing he hit the right spot for you when you tensed and shivered around him. A scream erupted from you again. Will tightened his grip around your slippery waist as your knees gave out. The water was still warm. “Sorry,” you gasped as you panted and came back to yourself.

“Don’t be sorry.” Will lifted you up into his arms and slammed into you again. You were limp in his arms, still coming down from the high. 

“Come on, big boy.” You tugged his hair again. Will’s hips jerked a few more times and let himself go. You sighed, letting go of his hair to grab the handles again as his grip on you loosened. Will pulled away, panting heavily before leaning over to kiss your cheek.

You turned and caught his lips with yours. “Enjoy yourself?” Will asked, still trying to catch his breath. 

“Yeah.” You smirked at him. “But now I really need to shower.” You glanced down at the mess between your legs. 

“I can help with that.” Will grabbed the body wash. 

You rolled your eyes, but you relented. “But we can’t do a round two, I have to be at the insurance place by three.” 

“Three huh?” Will started washing your chest. “Let’s see what we can do.”

***

Will walked you back to your car. You were clean, hair damp. He saw the post-sex glow about you. A tiny bit of pride crept into him at the thought he was the cause of it. “So?”

“So?” You glanced back at him as you climbed into your car and started it. Your car door left open. “Is this it?”

“Well, I have your number and you know where I am.” Will nodded to the Bowhunter security sign. “We should do this again sometime.”

You nodded. “Maybe next time in a bedroom?” You raised an eyebrow at him. “And dinner too?”

“I could swing that.” Will winked. He stepped back from the car to allow you shut your car door. “See you,” he mouthed to you through the window. 

You nodded and drove off. Will watched your car until it turned the corner. He debated breaking his wifi again. A smirk pulled at his lips as he headed back inside.  

Requested by Anon - hi! i was wondering if you could do a yj wally west or dick grayson imagine where one of the readers powers is they can learn a language and extract information instantaneously via lip contact(kind of like starfire) and they use this during an interrogation or on a mission and that causes a rift in the relationship because the reader made it seem as if they didn’t have any powers?

***

Wally rubbed warmth into your hand as you both sat on the couch at the cave. A movie played on the TV, but it was mostly background noise. “Your hands are freezing,” Wally chuckled, smiling at you.

You smiled back at him, leaning over to kiss his cheek. He blushed adorably. “I probably just have poor circulation.” You ran your free hand through Wally’s messy hair. He had chased Robin around the cave minutes before and his hair was still standing on end. 

“How did training go? Did you knock Canary down?” Wally leaned forward to place a soft, fast kiss on the corner of your mouth. 

“No, but I did well.” You turned your head to catch his lips. Wally opened his mouth, allowing you to deepen the kiss. He tasted like soda and chocolate. You pulled away to catch your breath when his tongue met yours. “She said I’m cleared for missions now. Only minor ones though.”

Wally grinned. “Babe, that’s awesome.” He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you again. You buried both hands in his hair, pulling lightly to make him moan. His body vibrated excitedly against you. 

“Get a room,” Zatanna laughed as she walked into the room on her way to the kitchen. You and Wally jerked away from each other, blushing. 

“Hey Z.” You waved at her. Wally waved too before hiding his face in his hands. His ears were as red as his hair. Your heart fluttered at how cute he was. 

Robin jogged into the room. “Guys, we have a mission. Briefing in five.” He grinned at Wally. “Try to get whelmed, Walls.”

“Dude.” Wally glared at Robin. Robin just smirked at him knowingly. You blinked, realizing what Wally’s issue was. 

“Go take a minute,” you whispered to him. “It’s okay.” 

Wally gave you a thankful smile before zooming out of the room. “Batman said you could join us, (Y/N). He said Black Canary gave you the go-ahead on easy missions.” Robin leaned on the back of the couch and nudged your shoulder. 

“She did.” You flicked his nose. “And you should be nicer to Wally.”

Robin’s creepy little laugh filled your ears. “He’d do it to me too.” Robin glanced at Zatanna who was watching him from the kitchen. He stiffened, blushing slightly himself. “Hey Z, want to come on the mission too? We can be as chalant as we like.”

Zatanna giggled. You got up and left the two of them alone. A breeze hit you. Wally appeared at your side, taking your hand again. “I’m sorry I got you too excited,” you whispered in his ear. 

“You can’t help that you’re hot.” Wally grinned, kissing your cheek. “I’ll get better control. I promise.” The two of you entered the mission room where Batman was waiting. You dropped Wally’s hand when you caught Batman’s eyes lingering. Robin and Zatanna joined shortly later. You held down the excitement at your first mission briefing. 

***

Your breath came out in gasps as you ran after Icicle Jr.. He threw ice shards at you from over his shoulder. You did a somersault to dodge them, hopping back to your feet with ease. Your heart skipped a beat with joy. The training had paid off. 

However, you didn’t focus on your pride. Sprinting faster, you jumped at him and slammed into his back to knock him to the ground. Icicle Jr. grunted. His ice cold skin burned yours, but you still raised your fist for a well placed punch to his jaw to knock him unconscious.  

“Babe.” Wally zoomed to your side, eyes wide. “You did it.” 

You couldn’t stop the big smile that pulled onto your lips. “I know.” You hopped to your feet, leaving Icicle Jr. on the ground. “Did you get Killer Frost?” You glanced behind you to see Robin and Zatanna running to catch up to you.

“No, we lost her.” Wally knelt down next to Icicle Jr. 

“We’ll question him before we turn him over to authorities.” Robin frowned down at Icicle Jr. as Zatanna cast a spell to tie him up in his own shirt. “Maybe he will tell us what they were doing at the Diamond Exchange?” 

You tilted your head. “They were stealing, weren’t they?” 

Robin narrowed his eyes. “No, they weren’t. That’s why we need to learn what they were doing.” Wally flipped Icicle Jr. over and drag him over to the wall. He leaned him up against it. You rubbed your arms nervously. 

“You did good.” Zatanna stood beside you, bumping your arm before joining Robin. Wally moved back to stand with you. His hand reached down and took yours.

“Your hand is so cold.” Wally rubbed warmth into your hand. You smiled at him. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You squeezed his hand back. Robin put some smelling salts under Icicle Jr.’s nose and he slowly came to. 

Icicle Jr. blinked, swearing under his breath when he saw all of you. “You won’t get anything from me. Might as well just hand me over to the cops.” He eyed you. “I got to say, you’re beautiful, baby. You should jump me more often.” He smirked at you and winked. 

You flinched. Wally glared at him, stepping in front of you protectively. “Enough,” Robin snapped, kneeling down in front of Icicle Jr. “Tell us what you were doing at the Diamond Exchange. Nothing was missing, so you weren’t stealing.”

Icicle Jr. hummed. “You’re going to get nothing out of me.”

“Egnahcxe dnomaid eht ta gniod erew uoy tahw su llet.” Zatanna smiled smugly. You bit your lip, remembering how they told you she used this spell before to get info out of Ivo. Wally squeezed your hand again, glancing back at you with a smile. 

“Vi var där som en distraktion, förlorare. Du föll för det.“ Icicle Jr.’s smirk grew at everyone’s confused looks. You tensed. Your lips tingled, craving the absorption of a new language. It happened every time you heard one you didn’t know yet. It was your secret. Then again, you didn’t realize your power until you kissed that girl in Mexico and suddenly knew Spanish fluently.

Robin muttered under his breath. “I don’t even know what language that is.”

“Too bad M’gann isn’t here.” Zatanna shared a look with you and Wally. “She could read his mind or something. I don’t know any translation spells yet.”

You sighed, closing your eyes. “I can help.” You stepped out from behind Wally, letting your hand slip away from his. Zatanna and Robin blinked at you. Wally’s jaw dropped. 

“(Y/N), you only speak English and Spanish.” Wally reached out to grab your hand again. 

“For now.” You looked at Wally. “Just don’t be mad, okay?”

“Mad?” Wally frowned, shaking his head. You pulled away from him and moved to Icicle Jr.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?” Robin asked as you cupped Icicle Jr.’s icy cheeks. Icicle Jr. seemed to go into a state of shock. You gave him a timid smile before slowly moving to press your lips against his. He didn’t move, but you felt warmth flooding into him. 

Your body hummed at the knowledge seeping into you. Suddenly, you knew exactly what he said like you had been speaking Swedish your whole life. 

Wally grabbed your arm, jerking you away from Icicle Jr. “What the hell was that?!” Wally pushed you to face him. 

“He said they were the distraction.” You licked your lips, glancing over at Zatanna and Robin who were staring at you with wide eyes. “And he was speaking Swedish. If you try your spell again, Z, I should be able to translate.”

“How?” Wally swallowed hard. His ears were red. You knew he was angry. 

“Quiet, Kid.” Robin held up a hand before Wally could say more. “Z, do the spell. Let’s finish the mission first.” Zatanna cast the spell again and you translated. Your mind was exploding at the new knowledge, craving it like you were dying from hunger. However, your stomach sank when you caught the devastated look on Wally’s face. 

***

“Why didn’t you tell me that you can do that?” Wally exclaimed, pacing in front of you. You were sitting on the couch in the living room of the cave. Robin and Zatanna were in the kitchen, watching from afar. 

You pinched the bridge of your nose. “Walls, I don’t really know much about it. I don’t kiss too many people. Just you and that girl in Mexico.” You pursed your lips to hold back the time you got a lip kiss from one of your cousins and learned how to speak Pig Latin. 

“But you just went and kissed him!” Wally threw his hands up in the air. “How would you like it if I just went up and kissed Artemis randomly?!”

You got to your feet, poking his chest as anger swelled up inside you. “One, it wasn’t random. Two, I was trying to help us complete the mission. Three, it didn’t mean anything. I’m sorry it hurt your feelings, but I wanted to help. This was my first mission and I wanted to do what I can.”

“Well, you didn’t have to kiss a supervillain!” Wally swatted your hand away. His eyes teared up, cheeks flushed. Your heart sank at the sight.

“Wally, I’m sorry.” You took his hands in yours, holding them tight. He closed his eyes. “I didn’t know how to bring it up.” You bit your lip hard. “How do you even go about it? I never told anyone, because I was sure no one would believe me.” You pulled away from him, hiding your face in your hands. “It’s so embarrassing.”

Wally sighed, gripping your wrist and pulling your hands away from your face. “It’s not embarrassing, babe.” You saw the rage drain out of him. That was why you loved him. He took a minute to understand, but he always came through. So kind. Your heart melted. “It’s kinda cool when you think about it.” 

“Really?” You smiled meekly at him. 

“Yeah, I mean it doesn’t make any sense at all.” Wally wrinkled his nose. “But it’s kinda cool.” He blushed. “Just run it by me next time, because you totally gave Jr. a hard-on.”

You choked. “Eww. Why did you have to tell me that?” Wally laughed, pulling you against him and kissing you sweetly. 

“Well, they’re feeling the aster,” Robin shouted from the kitchen. 

Wally jerked away from you. “Dude!” 

You laughed, shaking your head. Zatanna dragged Robin away while he laughed his head off. “Don’t be mad at him.”

“I won’t.” Wally smirked at you, his ears red as his hair. “But I’m curious. What did you get when you kissed me?”

You blushed. “Well, love and affection for one thing.” You pecked his lips. “Maybe some science knowledge too? I can do chemical equations that I never did before.” 

Wally blinked. “Babe, that’s so cool.” He buried his fingers in your hair and sealed his lips passionately to yours. Slowly, he picked you up in his arms and zoomed you back to your room where privacy was guaranteed.