What If (A CheshireRedArrow Drabble)

Jay couldn’t help but pace anxiously around the Gotham flat, he knew this wasn’t going to end well just like most of the family meetings before and this was going to be worse – it was both families, and if Olivia wasn’t bad enough – his mother had caught wind of this little get together and she was coming too. Watching his dad wheel out beside him he feels his father’s hand brush his arm, making him stop pacing. “It’s going to be alright? Right?” He had never been so nervous in his life and over what? They were already engaged and Olivia and his dad approved – what more could he possibly ask for? This was just so that everyone gets a chance to meet everyone else; hearing a knock at the door his heart leaped and quickly ran over, opening it he smiles and wraps his arms around the redhead tightly and carries her though the threshold. Her mother follows the two of them, shaking her head and hand laced with Dino’s greeting Paul the three of them make their way to the living room.

Carrying her to his old bedroom he drops her on his bed, smiling at the giggles that erupt from her and he kisses her forehead. Looking up at him she smiles and tugs him on the bed with her, laying her head on his chest she gently runs her hands over his chest, tracing patterns over the starched cloth, “It’s going to be okay Jay.” Nuzzling his neck she kisses along his jawline. “They can’t do anything, I love you and there’s nothing that your mother is going to say or do to break us apart.”

His eyes widened and he hovered over her once more “But what if” what if Ra’s came with her, what if she recalled the contract and he had to go back to work, but before he could voice any of those concerns he found her lips on his. His hands cup her face, he didn’t want to go out and face her – his past, what the two of them have worked so hard to repair. Pulling away from the kiss he looks at her, “Rory, please – what if Ra’s… What if she tries to take me away again?”

Laying on the bed she looks up at him fingers tracing the lines of his face, he had changed so much in all this time, “Jay, she’s your mother and even though she works for the Shadows she cares about you, she said herself she was disgusted with the way that Ra’s treated you. We have to trust her love – there isn’t really another option at this point.”

“I don’t want to lose you Rory, and I’m so scared that I’m going to.” Leaning down he nuzzles her chest, and smiles as her arms wrap around him and her hands run through his hair comfortingly.

Rory didn’t know what to say, her arms just wrapped even tighter around him trying to comfort him and let him know that she isn’t going to let him go. “You aren’t going to lose me, I promise.” Tilting his head up she kisses him again.

Hearing a knock at the door Apollo walks in and immediately covers his eyes, “Alright you two, whenever you feel like joining the rest of us you’re welcome to.”

Looking over at him Jay rolls his eyes and standing up he pulls Rory up and wraps an arm around his waist, “Grow up Paulie, we weren’t doing anything. We’ll be right out.” Looking at her he smiles and kisses the top of her head, and as Apollo walks out of the room he whispers, “Thank you Rory, for everything.”

Best Videogame Ever (A KidFlashRedArrow Drabble)

The sound of the PlayStation controller buttons being pressed and the lowered volume of the television were all that was heard in the flat the two redheads share. Willow sat perched on the edge of the couch, back utterly straight and eyes screwed to the television screen, her tongue stuck out slightly and although she would never admit it her fingers randomly smashing buttons as fast as the controller could take.

Lounging at the other end of the couch sat Rory, nose in a book she was attempting to ignore the random grunts and groans let out by the television as well as the redhead sitting not ten feet away, her foot twitching anxiously she bites her lip trying to keep from yelling. Hearing a random yell, Rory looks up startled only to find Willow up dancing – raising an eyebrow she watches as the younger girl sheepishly sits back down.

                

Glaring over at Rory she sticks her tongue out, “Party pooper.” Hearing Rory scoff she crawls over to her, dropping the controller along the way. “What? Don’t see yourself as a party pooper?” Willow ended up straddling the older girl and snatching the book away from her she tosses it across the room, “Because you have to be the biggest one I have ever met.”

                

Now it was Rory’s turn for a harsh gaze, dammit – she was at the favorite part of her book and Willow ever so carelessly threw it across the room. “Nope. Not a party pooper, I just don’t see the appeal of video games.” Holding in a giggle she watches the other’s face contort in shock.

                

No appeal of video games? Well, she’ll just have to change that opinion. “Alright, fine. We’ll make it appealing Miss Harper, for every level I win without dying you have to lose an article of clothing, and every time I lose I will discard one.” That’ll keep her nose out of the book at least.

                

“And why would I agree to such terms? I’m perfectly content right now – clothes on.”

                

“Oh come on Rory, It’ll be fun~ Please?” Willow pouted, face nearing the other gingers, “For me?” Rory sighed, resolve leaving her she agreed. Watching the screen closely she watched as Willow started a new profile, and so it begins: Level 1.

Almost ten rounds later and both girls found themselves scantily clad in more than their undergarments Rory shivered, “Now what smartass?” Willow grinned knowing that Rory would be cold and turning to her she kisses her deeply and wraps her arms tightly around Rory. Best videogame ever.

I Still Miss You (An ApolloKidFlash Drabble)

He took a deep breath, it had been over a month – over a month since they had actually spoken and it felt like there was a hole seated deep in his chest. Apollo couldn’t help but feel broken at the thought, the missions since they broke up had been tense, always afraid of stepping on the others toes they avoided each other like the plague - Apollo didn’t come to the cave unless he had to. Sitting on the empty park bench he glanced at all the lights of the carnival, leg bouncing impatiently – where could she be? Did he really delude himself into believing that she was coming? What a fool he was.

Running late Willow began to panic – what if he left? He had done brasher things, leaving now would just be icing on the cake of their relationship. Reaching the park she looks around and finds Apollo on a bench and breathes a sigh of relief, walking up to him she sits down. “Hi.” Glancing at him her heart sank, without the mask she noticed the large bags under his eyes which seemed to be duller than she remembered them being. “So…”

He looked up at her, what could he possibly say? “Hi.” What a great way to start a conversation he scoffed, “Oh, Kaleo is doing well.” Why bring up the dog? Was he really that stupid?

She nods, “I was wondering how he was doing.”

“You should stop by and see him sometime – I think he misses you” No, I miss you.

“Would your dad be okay with that? Rory said that he was pretty angry at the two of us breaking yours and Jay’s hearts.”

Apollo shrugged, trying to come up with a better reason, “Well, you know my dad is never home.” I miss you Willow, I miss you so much. Why is that so hard to say?

“Still” she starts, looking at him she sees he’s holding something back, “I don’t want to step on any toes. Apollo, is something bothering you?”

What? How could she have possibly seen that – “Of course not Willow,” his heart clenches “there is absolutely nothing wrong.” Imissyou. Imissyou. Imissyou.

“Oh, okay.” She looks at him again, “Apollo, I know I’ve asked you this before but, are you mad at me?”

“Mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?”

She looks down, because I’m a monster who ripped your heart out? “There’s something you’re not telling me, and being mad at me is the obvious choice there.”

“Nononononono. Sweet girl – it’s not your fault and I’m not mad at you in the slightest it’s just–” Don’t say it, don’t do it – it has to be the dumbest thing you’ve ever said. Gently reaching up he places his fingers beneath her chin and makes her look at him, “I miss you.” Leaning forward more he kisses her, so passionately that all his emotions are poured into it all of the hurt and love and despair and loneliness that one could ever feel.

Willow’s eyes widen as he kisses her, he still loved her? After all this time and all she put him though he still cares? Kissing back the little voice in the back of her head sighs and whispers I missed you too.

Looking for a Good Time (An ApolloRedArrow Drabble)

Girl you're beautiful, you're about near perfect. But I bet somebody's already told you that.

Apollo bit his lip, there’s no way she’d want to hear that after all that had happened. Walking up to her he smiles and wraps an arm around her waist and leaning in he whispers in her ear, “Hey Rory, you know you’re absolutely gorgeous – perfect even. I-I know you don’t want to talk about this after what happened between you and Jay but…” She looked away, clearly not interested in what he had to say.

Name your poison - name your passion, because a boy like me just couldn't help but ask.

He continued to watch her; she was so disinterested with everything now, almost lifeless. Pulling her back towards him, he looks into her deep blue eyes – “Come on now Rory, please. Don’t close yourself off like this, talk to me at least. So, what are you attracted to? What do you like to do?”

Keep on talking to me baby; I'm hanging on your every word.

There was no way that she could like him, what just happened between her and Jay- it wouldn’t be right to like him. But he was so sweet, so kind and she wanted to tell him. For whatever reason, she wanted to tell him everything.

Keep those drinks a coming maybe; we'll both get what we deserve.

The bartender passed down two more drinks – the two of them knew that they shouldn’t be doing this, that there was some reason that they couldn’t but it was slowly leaving their resolve and more willing to give in to what they both needed at this point. Comfort.

How about baby we make a promise, to not promise anything more than one night.

Looking at the blond unthinkingly she pulls him in and kisses him passionately, not caring that alarms were sounding the in back of her mind. All she wanted was someone to hold her, tell her it was okay and right now Apollo was more than willing to provide it.

Complicated situations only get worse in the morning light. Hey I'm just looking for a good time.

Apollo’s eyes widened, Rory was kissing him – out of nowhere she was kissing him. Having been so long since having the feeling of someone’s lips on his he kissed her back, not caring she was his brother’s ex-fiancée or his ex-girlfriends best friend she was there and she was kissing him and right now, that was all that mattered. Ushering the two of them towards the door to the run down bar he leads them back to her apartment.

Go ahead and lie to me and pull me close, tell me that you love me even if you don't.

Getting back to her apartment she wraps her arms tightly around him and pulled him into another kiss, she missed this – the feeling of someone holding her like this. Pulling away from the kiss she blurts out, “Apollo, I love you.”

The rule is don't you ever even talk about forever, but you never say never in life.

His eyes widen – Rory’s lying and they both know it, but somehow he doesn’t care – he hasn’t been touched like this and Rory knew what she was doing. Continuing with the kiss they find themselves in the spare bedroom and his eyes soften and he pulls away and looks at her – how could they do this? Rory wasn’t even willing to go into her own bedroom and the two of them were going to have sex?

How about baby we make a promise, to not promise anything more than one night.

Rory scowls at the look Apollo’s giving her – “Apollo, its one night. You’re lonely – I’m lonely. We’re just going to have sex, no strings attached. I know you want this as much as I do, now stop looking at me like that and just fuck me.” Maybe if she wasn’t as drunk or lonely she would feel bad, but right now – she wanted nothing more to feel his skin on hers and pulled him into another kiss.

Complicated situations only get worse in the morning light. Hey I'm just looking for a good time.

Apollo looked at her again, the light blush dusting her cheeks and the scowl on her face made him hot, whether he wanted to admit it or not and she was willing… They were both drunk though – come morning besides having the worst hangovers of their lives they were going to feel awful but as she kissed him again his morals left him and he kissed her back. Shoving her onto the bed he expected her to pull away, to blush as Willow did so many times before – but she didn’t she merely pulled his shirt up and continued on. He smirked – it was going to be a long night and he was going to enjoy every moment of it.

Hey I'm just looking for a good time.

Pity (A KidFlashRedArrow Drabble)

Willow looked at herself in the mirror again and scowled, Rory couldn’t possibly be right.  Her hair wasn’t fine – even with the other girl’s stringent protests to the contrary. Looking over at the bed she sees the older girl sprawled out and staring at the ceiling, realizing that she wasn’t paying attention Willow quickly scrambled to get her hair looking at least somewhat controlled she quickly lays on the bed next to her. “Rory, did you mean it when you said I was amazing?”

The older girl turned to look at her, was she serious? Looking at Willow in disbelief Rory says exasperated, “Yes Willow. I swear to god… Do I have to prove it to you?” The quick response in the affirmative was enough to make Rory wonder, her eyes travel across the slighter frame of the runner how was she going to convince Willow that she was amazing.

Biting her lip Willow dared a glance at Rory, expecting to be met with an angry if not furious face. Rory had problems with letting Willow accept that she was anything less than amazing, but in its place she saw a soft look. Looking down Willow almost scoffed- pity; Rory was pitying her. That would explain a lot… Letting her live there, always being kind, it was just to hide that she had no reason why she was so “amazing and beautiful and not a monster” sitting up she scowls at Rory. “You’re pitying me aren’t you?”

Rory looked as though Willow just slapped her, sitting up she looked at Willow seriously. “Willow, where the hell did you get that idea? No, I don’t pity you – you’re beautiful and intelligent and fantastic, what’s there to pity?” Walking up to the smaller girl she traps her between her arms and against the wall, and before Willow could utter another word Rory leaned in and kissed her deeply.

Willow’s eyes shot open as she felt the other ginger’s lips against her own, and without thinking she wrapped her arms around the taller girl’s neck and kissed back. She felt so helpless, so angry all the time and she poured that into the kiss, and for the first time in a long time, Willow didn’t feel alone.

Marry You (A CheshireRedArrow Drabble)

            Nervously Jay waited, he knew that he was asking for it but it was the right thing to do – damn his morals. Walking into the store he looks at the lady behind the counter anxiously he quickly mutters his name to her she disappears to the back room to get his purchases. Looking around his foot taps impatiently against the floor, the rest of the jewelry was so expensive, he just hopes that Rory doesn’t mind that the ring was plain; the fact that she reassured him that it didn’t matter only made him worry more. No one could always be content like she is, never complaining about anything in their relationship, scratch that – anything besides them breaking up that is. Watching as the woman returns he notices that she looks almost disdainful and asks what the problem is. The woman can’t help but blush, caught in mid-thought she stammers out a half coherent sentence. It’s always the attractive ones that get taken early in life.  Gathering her thoughts she smiles and finally says, “Oh, I was just admiring this beautiful ring, this girl must be really special.” He smiles, that she is – and no matter what she told him, he’s the lucky one.

As she puts it in a case he grins and places it in his pocket, his confidence returning until he realizes what he decided he was going to do next. Walking across the mall he sees the small Italian restaurant that he agreed to meet her at and looked around and a feeling of panic began to grow in the pit of his stomach. Walking over he lightly clears his throat and waits for her to look up, and seeing a look of ‘just sit down’ he quickly takes a seat. Glancing up at the blonde woman he grimaces, how was it that she could be so intimidating and before he can say anything she cuts in, “I know why you’re here.” Well that was blunt. “I guess I should thank you for calling me to do this Jay.” he notices the slight grimace as she says his name. “I know that I haven’t been all that accepting of your relationship but I want you to know that I do respect you for what you’ve done.” She clears her throat uncomfortably and continues, “I know that you love her, hell you’re the only man in her life that’s ever stood up to me when it came to your relationship and it’s very much appreciated.” His eyes glance up from the table to the woman he assumed hated him and saw the admiration in her eyes. “So, go ahead and ask away.”

His eyes widen, she was giving him permission to- right, so before this graciousness ended. He clears his throat, nervousness returning “Right, well” he continues to stutter, this was going to be much harder than he thought and before he could continue the waitress came and interrupted his train of thought. Scowling his words left him, he absentmindedly ordered and zoned out as Olivia ordered, the two of them watched as she walked away. Stiffening he realizes that Olivia’s eyes were on him once again, it was now or never… “So, Miss Queen” his eyes now glancing up, searching her face to see if he’s offended her and slowly continues, “I called you here today to-” to tell you what you already know “to ask you for your daughter’s hand in marriage.”

Olivia sighed; she knew this was going to be difficult. Studying his face closely she notices hope and nervousness, causing her to smile and shakes her head slightly – he really did love her. Looking at him she relents “Yes you can marry her,” looking at him carefully she continues, “just promise me you’ll keep her safe.”

He smiles ecstatically, not expecting her approval would be given so freely. “T-thank you. Of course I will.”

She can’t help but smile at the look on his face, “Good.” She looks towards the door and smiling she waves. Turning around Jay’s eyes widen as he sees Rory and another blonde man walking up to the table. Getting up Olivia pulls who he can only assume is Danny into a hug, standing up he hugs Rory tightly more than glad at the recent turn of events. As the four of them sit at the table Olivia looks at Jay, “So, is there something that you want to ask Rory?”

He looks at the two blonds nervously before clearing his throat and gently grabs Rory’s hand, the other reaching for the ring concealed in his pocket. “Rory Harper,” he grins slightly “I know you’re probably tired of me asking you this but” placing the case on the table he opens the lid slowly “will you marry me?”

Rory’s eyes widen as he opens the small container and she smiles seeing the ring, “Yes, of course I’ll marry you.” Squeezing his hand gently she leans in and kisses him, not caring that Olivia and Danny were watching.

Pulling away Jay smiles, and with a shaking hand he places the ring on her finger. “I love you Rory.”

“I love you too.” Rory glances over at Olivia and smiles and looks down at the ring on her finger and kisses him again. “It’s perfect.”

He looks at her gently and smiles, “You’re sure; it’s not too small-”

She cuts him off by kissing him, “Jay, the ring's amazing."

Happy Anniversary (A CheshireRedArrow Drabble)

Biting her lip Rory smiles, maybe the baking lessons that Olivia had made her take for the last month were paying off. Peeking into the oven only makes her smile more as she sees her cake rise.  It had been six months since the two of them had gotten together, and every month on that day they did something small but this month she had to do something for him. Something special. Putting the ingredients into the mixer she began making homemade icing, biting the inside of her cheek she began to think about the past six months.

It was amazing… How was it that the two of them ended up together? They were opposites, and yet they were drawn to each other. He was so kind, so generous, so sweet, he was everything any woman would want and honestly she was so lucky to have him. The two of them had been through more in their six months than most go through in their entire lifetimes.

Reading the icing recipe for the hundredth time, Rory carefully added the next set of ingredients, hoping that she didn’t screw this up.  Hearing the timer sound on the oven she hurries over to the oven and pulls the cake out of the oven carefully and rests it on the countertop hoping for it to cool. Returning to the mixer she hears the door open and quickly pours the powdered sugar into the bowl.

Walking through the front door, Jay looks around, how is that she could always find the time to clean the entire house. Throwing his bag onto the sofa he walks into the kitchen and can’t hold in the peals of laughter that were all too ready to escape his mouth. There she was… Standing there covered in white powder. Walking over her he gently strokes her cheeks, dusting off that white powder to show her new fluorescent red cheeks. Gently kissing her forehead he smiles. “What were you trying to do Pinky?”

She bites her lip and looks down embarrassed. She couldn’t dare tell him that she attempted to bake a cake and have something as simple as the icing to explode like that. So before she could even think of what to do she reached her fingers into the bowl and smeared the white goo onto his nose and grinned at the confused look on his face.

Shocked he stared at her, what was on his nose? Reaching his own hand up he wipes off his nose and sees the white mush, what the hell? Looking behind Rory he notices the cake and his eyes widen, it was supposed to be icing, and the powdered sugar must have exploded all over her and the kitchen when she poured it into the mixer. Looking over at the counter he sees the bowl of cake batter and does the same to her, grinning brightly.

A giggle escapes her lips as he smears the chocolate batter across her face and grabbing the flour she tosses it at him, covering him in white too. By the end of the food fight the two of them stood in the kitchen covered in cake batter, icing, flour and powdered sugar. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders she pulls him into a kiss. Smiling gently she pulls away and rests her forehead against his, “I attempted to make a cake today.”

He chuckles, “Really? I thought you were having World War III with your kitchen appliances.” Looking around he surveyed the damage the two of them caused the kitchen, every single inch of that room was covered in white and brown, wow that sounded wrong… Icing and cake batter – that’s what he meant.

She grins, “Have I ever told you how much I love your sense of humor?”

“A few times,” he chuckles “so is there a reason that you decided to do this?”

Pulling him into another kiss she smiles, “Happy six month anniversary.”

His eyes widen, “Oh, Rory…” he smiles, “happy anniversary.”