Hawkgirl

“That’s true. Don’t get me wrong, I love the team and I had a good time but it was a lot. How is everyone?”

“I do that sometimes too,” she mused, tracing circles against his skin as she draped over him. She had been doing the same herself when she woke up in the middle of the night from her own nightmares that seemed to come more often than not. “It’s nice to have something to focus on.”

“I don’t think it hates you, babe. I don’t think it’s capable of hate,” she said smiling, walking up next to him and standing on tip toes to press a quick kiss to his cheek, “Besides, it’s kind of impossible to hate you.”

“Just out of curiosity, what else do you offer?” She had yet to actually hold a conversation with the man until now.