Kid Flash blinked and waited for stars to stop exploding from in front of his eyes, his whole body felt somewhere between comp

Kid Flash blinked and waited for stars to stop exploding from in front of his eyes, his whole body felt somewhere between completely numb and completely on fire, it felt fantastic. It was the sound of the zip on the back of her dress that snapped him out of it and there it was, the kick in the stomach and the feeling of cheapness, not her of course. No, she wasn't cheap, but she made him feel cheap, because to her he was. He was some cheap thrill, something to be used and thrown away, some habit of hers, some insignificant thing. Never mind that to him she was his world, to her he was nothing, and he knew it. He whined and reached over for her as she pulled on her striped tights.

"Jiiinx." He pleaded with her, she turned and looked down at him. It was always down, it didn't matter that he was taller than her, somehow she could always look down at him.

"Aww, wanna spoon baby?" She mocked him with a laugh and went back to her tights. He suppressed a wince at this, she could be so cutting sometimes.

"Stay." He said hopefully, he looked up at her wide eyed and hopeful.

"No, I got a crime to commit, I'm meeting the boys. I'd appreciate you not busting us." She said shaking her head and fastening her cobweb shaped collar around her shoulders.

"Are we ever going to talk about this?" He asked quietly after a period of silence had passed, Jinx let out a frustrated sigh.

"What's there to talk about?" She demanded. Kid Flash sighed, he hated this, hated it and loved it too. She'd call and he'd come running to her, she'd ask him and he'd do it and soon enough they'd be naked, he'd bend over backwards for her and she knew it (although the one time they'd tried that his back had ached like hell for a week). Every time they made love, and god she'd laughed so hard at him when he first called it that that she'd ended up in a coughing fit, she'd say anything he wanted to hear before and during but then after she'd be like this. Cold. Silent. And he'd not hear a thing from her until she called again and the cycle would repeat. The rest of the time she treated him like hero scum as if she didn't know or care that they were regularly all over each other in quiet rooms safe from prying eyes. She apparently saw no problem with this.

"About us Jinx, I want to talk about us." He said pointedly hoping to drive her to some kind of decision regarding their relationship.

"What us?" Jinx asked coldly.

"This us! Our relationship!" He replied a fair deal louder than he'd meant to, Jinx eyed him and pulled her hair out from under her collar and began fastening it high up on her head.

"We don't have a relationship Kid Flash." Jinx said patiently, as if she were talking to a small child.

"Then I want one! I want more than just this Jinx." He trailed off and stared down at his bare knees, he clenched his fists on his knees and waited for her to reply.

"Sucks to be you then doesn't it?" Jinx replied zipping up her boots and standing up.

"Yeah, it does." He said in a voice barely above a whisper. The door swung shut behind her with an air of finality, even if he hadn't have been naked he wouldn't have followed her, that would have been intruding into her life and he'd learnt that lesson the first time when she'd hexed him so hard he fell unconscious. He swore tearfully under his breath that he wouldn't keep doing this, that he wouldn't keep running back to her the second she called, that he wouldn't say 'how high?' every time she commanded that he jump, he swore that he wouldn't keep doing this. He knew he would though.