Rockets slowly changing sexuality
“Hey.”
Rockets head turned, from where she sat on the roof, legs dangling off the edge.
To her shock, it was Dynamite who spoke.
Now that she thought about it,
for the first time that night!
“Oh! H-hey.”
Her eye twitched once,
could she ever speak to these fated two without stuttering in some way?
Looking like a shadow, towering over the blonde, a subtle nod was aimed at the spot next to her.
“Oh yes!” She sputtered, “Of course u can sit down! I’m an idiot, just yeah you can go ahead and um—“
Rockets endless rambling was cut off when a warm hand was delicately places on her upper arm. A smile gently delivered.
Oh.
Oh ok.
As if on cue, the mysterious Numb tingle that perspired from the brunettes skin, spread warm and quick.
To be honest, it was relieving that she was up against Dynamite, instead of flame, who’s touch would have sent her into a frenzy of restrained whimpers.
Ok, ok rocket. Don’t mess this up now.
“You don’t have to get so nervous,” the purple inspired Tagger stated, “It’s only me, your friendly neighborhood roommate.”
Dynamite flashed her teethed upon her corny joke, honest to god proud of it.
The freerunner couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled past her lips, “Wow, did they mess up your name all this time? Were you actually spidergirl?”
To her utter surprise, a laugh followed by an adorable snort was emitted.
“Oh my gosh!” She blushed, burying her face into her hands, “I’m so sorry! My laugh is so ugly!”
Rocket couldn’t believe her ears.
“What? Are you serious!” She exclaimed, “It’s adorable! How is it I’ve never heard your real laugh till now!”
Her tan cheeks reddened, “I usually hide it from people, thought it was so stupid,”
A moment passed we’re the two sat in comfortable silence, staring at the Tagging arena below. It was kinda nice at night. All light up.
A sudden realization dawned upon her,
Dynamites touch wasn’t impacting her anymore.
Well, it still felt all numb and tingly, but usually that feeling spread till it covered her entire arm, rendering it immobile.
Now the feeling was just, their.
Just like the two of them.
“Ya know, Flame calls it adorable as well.”
“Huh?” The blonde jolted.
“My laugh,” Dynamite supplied, “She called it adorable as well. Your kinda alike in little ways.”
“Oh yeah, Flame.” Her tone dimmed at the thought of the redhead.
Dynamites Girlfriend.
As in TAKEN.
The numbness in her arm flared up again, and in a desperate move to stop it from spreading, she yanked it away from the smooth hand. hating the look of hurt that splashed across Dynamites face.
“D-did I do something wrong?” She spoke in the most heartbreaking of voices.
DAMN IT ROCKET. You fucker, you had to go and mess this one up to!
Groveling for something, any type of excuse, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
“WHY were you guys acting so weird?”
“Oh,” the brunette paused uneasily, “I’m, uh- We’re, sorry about that.”
A moment passed, where nothing was heard except the sound of Rockets heels hitting the wall. Patiently waiting.
“It’s just, we’re going through some stuff.” She eventually admitted.
A whole mix of emotions bursted through Rockets mind, but the most powerful was the thought (screaming at her) that this is where she should be a supportive friend.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, was their a fight?”
“What? No?” Dynamite looked confused, “Why would we be fighting?”
“Didn’t you just say..? Um, Nevermind.”
The blonde was puzzled. What could she possibly mean?
The later pressed her lips together, offering no more words, But her eyebrows were pulled tight.
Something was obviously going on, and right now, Dynamite didn’t need the flustered, Secretly Liking Rocket,
she needed a friend.
And the blonde was gonna give everything she had to be one.
Struggling to take a deep breath, she summoned the small amount of strength and courage she had, and hesitantly reached out to wrap an arm around the smaller girls shoulder.
She pulled slightly, inviting her closer, and with a smile, Dynamite complied. Leaning her head on Rockets shoulder.
Ignoring how her arm had almost completely lost all feeling, she powered through it, pulling it closer.
Casually bringing in the Lesbian night and tight.
They continued to sit their, in the night sky, the crowd roaring below them.
It was comforting.
Underneath them, behind the walls where she thought nobody could see, Rocket could just make out Iron giantess holding Lorena close.
Wrapped up in blankets, almost in a cocoon like state, the tiny girl seemed desolate and so much smaller then normal. Almost if she had a fever, and was sick with exhaustion.
It pained to know one of her friends had been hurt so badly.
How it couldn’t help but feel as if she failed her in someway, failed in finding a way to make it better.
Her eyes drifted down to the girl in her arms, who had somehow, undetectably, drifted off into a peaceful slumber, the snores starting to rumble in her chest.
Rocket smiled adoringly,
and without thinking, planted a light kiss to her hairline.
Everything seemed to freeze. Even time itself.
It was the first time she had ever given a kiss to a girl, even if it was just on the head.
Confronting feelings welled in her eyes, and she could feel the beginning of another reboot coming on.
But just as it was starting, she shook her head, pushing past the thoughts.
And then it was gone.
It was the first time she had ever stopped a reboot, and while it was extraordinarily
Monumental, she also decided to push past that as well.
She wasn’t able to be their for Lorena,
But she could for Dynamite.
Right here, right now.
She could do that.
With a sigh, she rested her chin on top of the currently snoring girl.
Yeah, she still didn’t think she was gay,
But after this, she didn’t think necessarily straight either.