A/N: *insert interesting author note here* ~just a little drabble where Milagro and Khaji pick on Jaime (^ᴗ^)
Jaime ambled into the kitchen, dragging his feet as he walked. His eyes, still half-lidded with sleep, fixated blearily on the clock above the kitchen stove. It was almost noon.
"Look who it is," Milagro sing-songed as Jaime shuffled past her.
On any other day he would’ve made a sarcastic remark, fueling the constant bickering that occurred between them. But not today; not when his fatigue was bone-deep and his entire aura exuded tiredness. The better part of his night had been spent on a Team mission, and it seemed that his sleep-deprivation was finally catching up to him.
Milagro peered expectantly at him, before whispering, “It’s the bugboy.”
Prompt: ‘Moded Jaime” by opalescentflame
A/N: Gaah sorry this one took longer to finish.
Preview: The only time Blue Beetle ever felt even a inkling of regret was when he battled his former teammates. Not because they were whispers of the life he’d had, but because killing them was such a waste of good meat. Now, as he stood over the Impulse’s unconscious body, he felt a twinge of… something. Something that bordered genuine emotion was beginning to stir within him.