Bart Allen (
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(Dated May 6th, For Cissie) A Quiet Birthday
When Cissie had mentioned wanting to spend her birthday just the two of them, Bart had originally agreed without hesitation. He enjoyed spending time with her, more than strictly as friends, but that wasn't what made him nervous. He didn't really have anything special to give her besides an afternoon together and a picnic dinner. He knew just where they'd go, too. There was this great cliff above one of the beaches that would let them sit and watch the sun set over the water.
Sure, it was romantic, but that wasn't the point. They did these things because they finally had the time to actually stay still and appreciate them. Like riding fictional birds along the beach to get there, too. He loved the chocobos, and he and Cissie had fought their only real island mission from one. Things hadn't started there, but they'd bonded over that, and that Cissie could pick up her bow when she wanted to and still put it down again. He'd never asked her to be Arrowette here, and he sure wasn't Impulse or Kid Flash.
For the first time in their lives, they were just...them. And that was always worth celebrating.
As they reached the spot, he realized he'd been stupid not to come out here first with the blanket and basket that he had on the saddle behind him, but it was too late now. At least they didn't have to tie up the chocobos like horses, since they'd stay close or, at worst, return to the stable. One of the small ways they were different.
"I, uh, still need to set things up," he said, sheepishly, as he dismounted. "But, well, Happy Birthday."
Sure, it was romantic, but that wasn't the point. They did these things because they finally had the time to actually stay still and appreciate them. Like riding fictional birds along the beach to get there, too. He loved the chocobos, and he and Cissie had fought their only real island mission from one. Things hadn't started there, but they'd bonded over that, and that Cissie could pick up her bow when she wanted to and still put it down again. He'd never asked her to be Arrowette here, and he sure wasn't Impulse or Kid Flash.
For the first time in their lives, they were just...them. And that was always worth celebrating.
As they reached the spot, he realized he'd been stupid not to come out here first with the blanket and basket that he had on the saddle behind him, but it was too late now. At least they didn't have to tie up the chocobos like horses, since they'd stay close or, at worst, return to the stable. One of the small ways they were different.
"I, uh, still need to set things up," he said, sheepishly, as he dismounted. "But, well, Happy Birthday."
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She flew over to Bart and hugged him enthusiastically. "Thank you! You're really awesome, you know that?"
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"I'm not great at planning real parties, anyways."
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"Parties are okay and all, but this is so much better! We can have our picnic and no one around to make comments or anything. I like this."
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"I get to hang out with one of my best friends, though. It's worth it."
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"Yeah well, they can just bite me because we're having an awesome picnic and they can't."
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"Never mind that sunsets are automatically romantic? I like them because we never really did sit and do stuff like this back home. There never seemed to be the time."
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"I'm beginning to think normal is an idealized concept with no grounding in reality."
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"See, I just remember someone once saying that they were normal, it was the rest of the world that was weird," she teased. "When did you change your mind?"
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"I'm starving," she said. "Let's eat!"
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Sure, they could have just sat on the grass, but that wasn't the point. This was a picnic, and that required a nice blanket to cover the ground.
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"That really means a lot to me," she said quietly. "I spent a lot of time wondering if giving Arrowette meant I was giving up all my friends."
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"Even if Kon thinks I'm an idiot," he muttered. Just because he liked Cissie didn't mean she felt anything similar.
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But if they felt the same way about each other...then maybe, maybe it wouldn't be bad to try, especially if they kept in mind about keeping their friendship. It had taken her a long time to come to this point, but she did love Bart and she wanted to be with him. It was simple as that.
She bit her lip then slowly reached for his hand. "What if... what if I said I liked you too? Like that?"
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But he took her hand in his, thumb idly rubbing across the back of it.
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This was so awkward. Probably because they were such good friends. There's always been so much casual touching between them that had only recently became awkward.
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She paused for a moment and laughed. "Maybe I can stop tripping over you in dance class now. That'd be a first, wouldn't it?"
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