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Alright let's do this one last time

My name is Y/N L/N, and for the past few years. I have been the one, and only Scarlet Spider

Tell me if you've heard this one before I was bitten by......a radioactive spider.

Well I think you know the rest

I lost my mom

Dad turned into a monstrous flying Goblin trying to bring her back to life

He ummmm, he isn't doing too well

But I made some friends, joined a team of junior superheroes called the Teen Titans

Later we became THE Titans

Then there were another group of Teen Titans, then there's also Young Justice......there's a lot of these teen teams nowadays but all you gotta know is I was one of the original juniors

Turns out the multiverse is real, but everyone got sick of dealing with variants real quick

My girlfriend broke up with me, struggled to hold onto a stable relationship, lost my job, got a new one, dad tried to kill me a few dozen times fought against an alternate reality version of myself.

Went through a bit of an emo phase......

I did, whatever this was.....

blah blah blah you've heard this a million times

But the TL:DR is, I have never been better, and there is nothing that is gonna get me down

"I am so lonely" Y/N spoke out to himself, shooting out a web which yanked him forward passing by a rooftop restaurant with couples getting all happy and lovey dovey. It was Valentines Day week, which means three things;

1) Bunch of happy couples

2) Bunch of muggers hoping to rob said happy couples

3) All the superheroes are making plans for the days before Valentines Day, because they know the moment they try and sit down on the day......some villain is gonna spoil their fun.

But it also reminded the Spider themed hero of just how lonely he really was.

In the superhero community, instead of celebrating Valentines Day, you more celebrated Valentines week. Spreading the love and plans across the days before because everyone knew something would happen on the day itself. Alien invasion, some organisation of super villains attempt world domination for the umpteenth time, whatever was going on with Darkseid, or Brainiac.

But Y/N tried to be simple, street level, let the League handle all the intergalactic stuff. And so, after foiling eight robberies, the Scarlet Spider swung himself forward.

Y/N L/N/Scarlet Spider

-Web Slinging Hero of New York

-Master of Self Titled Martial Art 'Way of the Spider'

-Late on Rent

Y/N breathed out, placing his palms flat on the side of the rooftop and allowed the white of his lenses to gaze out onto the city. He liked New York, sure it wasn't no Metropolis or Gotham, but it sure the Big Apple. There was always something going on, meaning there was always someone for him to stop. He sighed out, seeing all these happy couples, there was something saddening. It made the hero reflect on his short comings when it came to relationships, sure he had been in a few, but all these couples made him feel a certain way.

As Scarlet Spider, it was incredibly hard to maintain a balanced relationship of someone not in the superhero community. Running late, absences, strangely attractive friends, mysterious bruises that seemingly appeared out of nowhere. All these were major problems you had to consider. Dating within the superhero community was even more difficult at times.

Sure, you both understood why one would be late or blow the other off. But after a while? Unless your a speedster or Kryptonian travelling across country for a date seemed less and less enticing. There was the Watchtower Teleports. But these were the excuses Y/N told himself to make himself feel better.

Y/N would often flip flop between two key opinions, either he was happy being single, or felt lonely as all hell.

"Hey Scarlet how you keeping?" a man called up to the webbed hero, waving as Y/N did a two finger salute back.

"Hanging about, you know how it is" the hero happily replied, pushing himself to his feet and standing up straight as he looked towards the slew of rooftops ahead of him. Maybe he should see if anyone was busy this week? Stop by and see if they wanna hang out. Keep his mind busy, a bit of bro time.

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Y/N was now stood in his one bedroom apartment in the kitchen, an open pizza box on the table as he looked through his contacts to see who he wanted to hang out with. Anyone would do, New York didn't have a lot of superheroes, in fact it barely had any. Sure some would come along, but after a while they would pack their things and leave. Clicking onto his contacts, Y/N went by calling people up to see who was available

"Hey Roy?"

Busy on a date with Jade.

"Okay, maybe I'll see who else is busy" he told himself, picking up another slice and biting into it, the cheese pulling back as Y/N scrolled through his slightly out of date phone.

"WALLYYYYY!" he cheerfully let out.

Family outting.

"Wallace!" he called up the other Wally.

Busy with Flash Family stuff.

"Connor!"

On a date with Cassie.

"Garfield!"

On a date with Raven.

"Lilith how you been?"

Busy

"Garth!"

In Atlantis

"Donna call me when you can"

Probably with the Amazons so he wouldn't be hearing back for a while. 

Y/N groaned, dramatically falling backward onto his couch, pizza slice still dangling from his mouth. "Wow. Okay. Guess it's just me, myself, and I this week. Love that. Awesome." His words were muffled by cheese and existential dread.

But then.......lightbulb moment.

"Wait. Dick!" Y/N sat up, quickly grabbing his phone and dialing. After a few rings, the ever-chipper voice of Dick Grayson answered.

"Yo, Y/N, what's up?"

"Hey, man! You busy? You wanna, I don't know, hang out? Maybe grab some food? Beat up some bad guys? Y'know, classic bro time?"

There was a slight pause before Dick chuckled. "You're lonely, aren't you?"

Y/N scoffed, sitting up straighter. "Pffft, what? No. Nooo. I just... really enjoy your company. And, uh, I figured you could use a break. You know, Nightwing stuff, Titans stuff, Batman stuff, Starfire stuff wait, wait, actually, what are you up to?"

"Getting Starfire a Valentine's Day gift," Dick answered smoothly.

Y/N opened his mouth, then closed it. "...Okay, so when you say 'getting' do you mean 'bought something romantic,' or are we talking 'last minute panic shopping because you forgot'?"

"It's called 'finding the perfect gift,' thank you very much," Dick replied with a smirk in his tone. "And for the record, I was already in your area, so I can swing by."

"Perfect! I mean cool, yeah, whatever, sure," Y/N quickly corrected himself, ignoring the desperation in his own voice.

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Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock at the door. And with a call saying its open, in walked in, the one, the only Dick Grayson. Cool, smooth, millionaire, the literal definition of a superhero man whore. He waved a hand through his silky hair and took in the sight of Y/Ns apartment. 

Dick Grayson/Nightwing 

-Leader of the Titans 

-First Robin 

-Listed as Thicc Grayson in Y/Ns Contacts 

"Jeez, I can't tell you're lonely with an apartment like this" he joked, looking over to see a stack of empty pizza boxes next to the trash with a flies hovering around. 

Y/N pointedly ignored him, taking an exaggeratedly long sip of his soda. "Don't know what you're talking about. Also, why are you so good at knowing when I'm lonely?"

"Dude, Gar and Connor texted me, you just called every single person you know before calling me." Dick gently placed the bag he was carrying down before crossing his arms and leaning against the fridge. "Textbook loneliness."

Y/N crossed his own arms. "Maybe I just like keeping in touch with my friends."

"Mmhmm. Which is why you called both Wallys" 

"Okay, fine, maybe I was slightly hoping someone would be free so I wouldn't have to wallow in my singlehood all week." Y/N gestured dramatically. "Happy couples everywhere, Dick. I passed at least ten rooftop proposals on the way home. A guy even proposed mid-mugging. Mid-mugging! Talk about multitasking!"

Dick laughed, shaking his head. "Alright, alright. I get it. Look, I actually have a solution for you."

Y/N squinted. "If you tell me to try speed dating, again I swear—"

"Nah, man, even better." Dick pulled out his phone and tapped on an app. "Caper" he said with some flair waving his hand around. 

Y/N blinked. "...I'm sorry, is that a superhero dating app?"

"Wayne Enterprises developed it, actually. Built with Watchtower servers, so it's secure, vetted, and made exclusively for the hero community." Dick smirked. "Basically Tinder for capes."

Y/N stared at the app, then at Dick, then back at the app. "You are messing with me."

"Nope. Full-fledged, crime-fighting, speedster-swiping dating app. And you, my friend, are downloading it."

Y/N huffed. "I don't know, man. Online dating? In our world? That just sounds like an origin story for heartbreak. Or worse some villain using my emotional vulnerability against me. That's, like, a Tuesday for me."

"Come on man, just give a try" Dick practically begged, holding up his phone showcasing whose profile was the one at the head of the marketing. It was a.......peculiar profile to say the least. Not the first face that came to mind when you think of 'superhero dating'. 

"Oof" Y/N said, reeling back slightly as John 'I Dated King Shark' Constantine was a bit too close to the camera for his liking. "Yeah I don't know about this....". 

"Oh, come on. It's either this or you spend the rest of the week watching rom-coms and stress-eating pizza." Dick gave him a knowing look. "Again."

Y/N opened his mouth, hesitated, then sighed. "...Fine."

A few minutes later, the app was set up, and Y/N found himself staring at the profile setup screen.

Real Name: Y/N 

Hero Name: Scarlet Spider

Powers: Wall-crawling, super strength, enhanced reflexes, spider-sense (it tingles!)

Bio: Friendly neighborhood Scarlet Spider. Likes long swings on the beach and stopping crime. Pizza enthusiast. Villains, please do not swipe right.

Y/N looked at his profile, he thinks he had chosen a few decent photos of his own. Technically they were owned by CatCo but he took the photos. So legally........it was a bit out of his range. Not like he'd ever get sued for using them....probably. 

"Huh, whatever happened to that suit?" Dick asked confused.

"Kinda stopped using it, hoodie and spandex are much easier to clean than all that" the web slinger responded. 

"Tell me about it"

"You have a butler to clean your suit when you want" Y/N joked back. 

With that, Y/N hesitantly started swiping.

"Alright. Let's see who's out there."

Swipe left. Swipe left. Swipe right. 

"Ooo, hey, Zatanna's on here" he called out as the magicians account came up, like John she was also a little too close to the camera. 

"I mean, can't help right?" Y/N asked his friend who only shrugged in response and Y/N swiped right. 

A few swipes went by. 

"Wait?" Y/N asked, pulling the phone back a bit and squinted his eyes at the latest profile. "How does she even have an account, I thought she was a bad guy, or bad guy adjacent?" he asked holding up the phone to this friend. Seeing that it was the sister of Dicks current girlfriend, Backfire. 

"She did help out with the JL Odyssey for a while" Dick shrugged. 

"The hell is that?"

"Space Justice League" 

"Ohhhhhh" Y/N let out as he took his phone back and looked at the profile. And promptly swiped left, he wasn't dealing with any alien drama. A few swipes later, Y/N got a bit sucked into the whole thing, and barely heard the rustling of the bag. 

"You heading out?" Y/N asked, turning his head to Dick who was carefully moving around the leaning tower of pizza boxes. 

"Yeah, you seem to be having a decent time, plus I gotta meet Kori" he said, peaking into the bag to make sure it was still fine. 

"Alright, hope you have a good time" Y/N waved the first Robin out who opened the door. 

"Will do" he replied, giving a two fingered salute and closing the door behind him as Y/N leant against the kitchen counter and went on for a few swipes. He came across some heroes he didn't even know were single, Vixen, he thought had something going with John Stewart but I guess she wasn't. There was some Star Sapphire princess on here, which was weird. Y/N kept forgetting there 2 Hubtresses, and as far as he knew they both went by Helena. Crimson Fox? Never heard of her. 

"Huh, Power Girl" he laughed as the heroines profile came up next. 

"MMMMmm she's in New York" he judged, not giving anything else a thought. Shaking his head back and fourth with a thinking face, Y/N decided to give the alternate universe Supergirl a swipe right. He was probably out of her League, but why not. 

A few swipes later, Y/N decided to call it a night. 

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It was currently two days before Valentine's Day. Mid-day, the sun was at its peak, reflecting off glass windows and couples smiled at one another. Making the most out of their time in the Big Apple. Many normal sights could be seen, Lady Liberty, the Empire State Building standing tall and proud, busy businessmen shouting at taxi drivers that they had somewhere to be. And a brightly dressed wall crawling arachnid bouncing himself off a wall just as a trash can was coming his way. 

"Alright, big guy, let's keep this simple. You stop rampaging, I don't web your face shut. Sound good?" Y/N quipped as he backflipped over a car coming his way. Scarlet Spider thwipped out several webs, entrapping the car between two street lights stopping mid air. Y/N looked into the car to see the cab driver having fear on his face, and being met with Scarlet Spider. Who gave a warming smile from behind his mask. 

Rhino snorted. "Scarlet Bug, you talk too much!" he charged, pavement cracking beneath his feet.

Aleksei Sytsevich/Rhino

-Rampaging Man Trapped in a Rhino Suit 

-Likes to Rob Banks 

-Once Tried to Arm Wrestle Solomon Grundy 

"You say that like it's a bad thing!" Y/N shot out a web, pulling himself up just in time to avoid getting flattened. "Gotta say, though love the commitment to the bit. Real classic villain energy."

Rhino roared in frustration, swinging wildly. Y/N flipped, twisted, dodged, the usual. This wasn't his first dance with Aleksei, and it probably wouldn't be his last.

And then—

BZZZT.

Y/N's phone vibrated in his pocket. Mid-air.

"Oh, come on," he muttered, pulling it out instinctively.

New Match: Power Girl

Wide-eyed, Y/N nearly crashed into a lamppost. He barely twisted out of the way, landing in a less-than-graceful roll before scrambling back onto his feet.

Rhino blinked. "...Did you just check your phone? During our fight?!"

"Huh? What? No! Pfft. Who does that?" Y/N tucked his phone away. "Look, love to keep chatting, but I gotta wrap this up."

A few well-placed web shots, some acrobatic footwork, and one particularly well-timed trip later, Rhino was down for the count. Y/N perched on a nearby rooftop, finally able to breathe.

He pulled out his phone again, staring at the match notification.

"Okay, okay. First message. No big deal. Just be cool."

He typed: How do you feel about bad pickup lines? Because I'm about to unleash a masterpiece.

He frowned. Deleted it.

Hey, weird question what's your stance on superhero puns?

Deleted.

"Come on L/N, you used to be good at this" he pondered out loud as he walked back and forth on the rooftop. Y/N typed and deleted several messages over the course of a few minutes. She could probably see him typing and wondering what was taking him so long. Texts from Cat Grant came asking where those Rhino pictures were, and Y/N basically had to scramble to send those off quickly. And in the commotion, one text that slipped through, one jokey, cheesy text that he didn't intent to send. But Karen Starr saw, and smirked as she went to respond. 

As a notification came through for Caper, Y/N went to his phone and looked perplexed. He didn't send a text did he, and then he read it. 

Y/N: Hey, so do I call you Power Girl, or can I just go with 'Incredibly Out of My League'?

"Stupid, stupid, stupid" he cursed to himself, gently smacking his own cheek as to let such a stupid thing be sent. However, a few moments passed before a reply popped up, and Y/N breathed a sigh of relief. 

Karen: Lol, smooth. You always this charming, or is it a special occasion?

Y/N: Only when I'm trying to impress superheroes with way better powers than me.

Karen: Flattery will get you everywhere. So, are we doing this?

Y/N raised an eyebrow as he sat himself down, she was really forward. Maybe she was as desperate as he was? 

Y/N: Depends. Are you free for a date?

Karen: How about you pick me up at my place? Say... 7 PM tomorrow?

Y/N: Sounds good. Any place in mind?

Karen: How about a fancy restaurant? Park Row

Y/N: I think every place is probably booked solid.

Karen: I'm a CEO. I know people.

Y/N: Okay, but now I have to ask do I need a tie?

Karen: It wouldn't hurt.

Y/N stared at his screen for a moment before slowly putting his phone down. He exhaled sharply, feeling a drop of sweat roll down his forehead.

"...Do I even own a suit?"

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The day before Valentine's Day, while couples were out all week, tomorrow would be the big night. The night where you wouldn't even be able to take 2 steps without seeing two people looking at one another with that disgusting look of happiness that made you sick. 

Y/N stood outside Karen's door, adjusting the sleeves of his navy-blue suit for what felt like the hundredth time. He had checked his reflection in every passing window on the way over, making sure he looked presentable not too formal, not too casual. The bouquet in his hand felt slightly damp from his nervous grip, but he took a deep breath and knocked.

The door swung open, and there she was.

Karen Starr, Power Girl herself, in a stunning, sleek white dress that shimmered in the warm glow of her apartment. The cut of the dress, the way it framed her figure, the confidence in her smile Y/N's brain just about short-circuited and unable to comprehend any thought that wasn't the woman in front of him. 

"Face it, tiger," she teased, one hand on her hip, her smile turning playful, "you just hit the jackpot."

Karen Starr/Power Girl 

-Supergirl from an Alternate Earth 

-CEO of Starrware Industries

-Do Not Stare You  Perv

Y/N blinked, mouth opening slightly before shutting again. 

Words. He knew words, words were a thing that existed. 

They just weren't coming to him at the moment. Instead, he let out a breath of a laugh and held up the flowers. "I, uh... brought these."

Karen's smile softened as she took them. "Well, aren't you just the perfect gentleman?"

He cleared his throat, offering his arm to the woman as a gentleman should. "Shall we?"

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The restaurant was exactly as fancy as Y/N feared. The kind of place where the waiters looked like they had better resumes than him, the silverware gleamed like it had been polished by angels, and the lighting was so perfectly dim it made everyone look like they belonged in a black and white movie. The low hum of conversation mixed with the clinking of wine glasses, creating an atmosphere so posh Y/N was pretty sure he just lost points on his credit score by stepping inside.

Tugging at his collar, he tried to look like he fit in.

"Relax," Karen whispered, smirking as she leaned in. "You look fine."

Y/N exhaled and gave her a grin. "I dunno. I think they can smell my lower tax bracket from here."

She laughed, shaking her head as she picked up the menu. "So, tell me, Mr Mystery, what do you do when you're not, you know... swinging through the city?"

"Oh, me?" Y/N set his menu down, grateful for the distraction. "I'm a photographer for CatCo Media. You know, taking pictures, chasing stories. It's a real thrilling life nothing like being an all-powerful businesswoman or anything."

Karen arched a brow, a playful glint in her eye. "You think I'm all powerful?"

He chuckled. "You tell me, CEO of Starrware Industries."

She tilted her head, lips curving into an amused smile. "Fair point."

Y/N leaned back in his chair, smirking. "I mean, here I am, struggling to pay rent, and you're probably deciding whether to buy another company over brunch."

Karen grinned. "You're not wrong."

"So maybe you are out of my league," he joked, waggling his eyebrows.

She laughed, a genuine, warm sound that made Y/N feel like maybe, just maybe, he wasn't completely out of place. "You're impossible."

The conversation continued, and slowly, the initial awkwardness faded into something lighter. They started trading personal stories, peeling back layers beyond the superhero personas they usually wore. People were like onions, and they began to peel back the layers to find out more about one another. 

Karen couldn't say too much, whole alternate universe thing. Especially out in public, but from Y/N could gather. Her world, it was so similar yet so different, the Justice Society, the team of World War 2 superheroes, were the Justice League on her world. They were the modern day heroes not some old timers. And she missed it, desperately, but she liked this New Earth. It had a charm to it, and the Superman Family? Or ummmm, the Kent Family yes the Kent Family. Were everything she was searching for on her old world. 

Y/N, in turn, told her about his early days in the city how he'd scraped by on odd jobs before landing at CatCo, how he loved photography because it let him capture moments that mattered, and how, despite everything, he still felt like he was figuring things out......his parents. 

"I get that," Karen said, twirling the stem of her wine glass between her fingers. "Even with everything I've built, sometimes I feel like I'm still trying to prove I belong."

Y/N studied her for a moment, then smirked. "You know, I think that's the first time I've ever heard a billionaire say they have imposter syndrome."

Karen rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. "Hey, just because I run a company doesn't mean I've got it all figured out."

He shrugged. "Good to know even the ultra-rich have their struggles."

She arched a brow. "And what about you, Mr. L/N? What's your biggest struggle?"

He thought about it for a moment, then grinned. "Trying to figure out if I actually own a suit or if I hallucinated one into existence for this date."

Karen laughed, shaking her head. "I have to say, you clean up surprisingly well for someone who wasn't sure if they owned dress shoes."

"Hey, I'll have you know I was this close to showing up in sneakers." He held his fingers an inch apart.

"And I would have judged you," she teased.

The banter continued, the playful back and forth making the night feel far more natural than Y/N had anticipated. It wasn't just a date it was fun. Easy. Comfortable, even in a place that looked like it had never served a meal that wasn't plated with tweezers.

Then came the dreaded check.

Y/N glanced at the menu one last time, then winced. "Okay, this place is definitely expensive."

Karen sighed. "I'm sorry. I should have—"

"Nah, it's fine," Y/N interrupted, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's just, uh... a little out of my budget."

She thought for a moment, then smiled. "How about this? The woman buys the first date..." She placed her credit card on the table. "And the man buys the second."

Y/N raised a brow. "That's a dangerous promise. I could just grabbed some cans from a corner store" he joked. 

Karen shrugged. "Guess we'll see how much you value your second date, huh?"

Y/N chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright, deal."

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By the time they stepped outside, the city had settled into its nighttime rhythm, streetlights casting long shadows as people walked by, they were joined by dozens of couples roaming through the streets. 

Karen turned to him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I had fun tonight."

"Yeah?" Y/N grinned. "Even with my terrible jokes?"

She smirked. "They were tolerable."

"Wow. High praise."

Karen rolled her eyes but was still smiling.

As they stood there, lingering for just a second longer, Y/N found himself hesitating. He wanted to say something........something smooth.......something cool.

Instead, he blurted out, "So... am I actually getting that second date?"

Karen tilted her head, pretending to think. "What do you think?"

In his head, Y/N wasn't sure. She could be teasing him. She could be genuinely considering it. He had no idea how to read her.

So, awkwardly, he scratched the back of his neck and said, "Since I'm buying the second date, how about we meet near the Empire State Building... in costume, tomorrow night? Around 7PM again?"

Karen's smile widened. "That sounds about right to me."

Y/N let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "Cool. Cool cool cool."

Karen chuckled. "See you then, Scarlet."

With that, she turned, walking off into the city. Y/N watched her go, a stupid grin on his face, before finally swinging off into the night. As Karen walked down an alleyway and flew off towards her apartment. Holding an equally happy grin. 

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New York City on Valentine's Day was a madhouse. Restaurants overflowed, street vendors sold roses at triple the price, and every park bench was occupied by couples whispering sweet nothings to each other. The streets were a sea of hand-holding, candy boxes, and impromptu proposals. For most people, it was romantic. 

For Y/N? 

It was a reminder of just how crowded the city could get even in the skies.

Perched on the edge of a rooftop, Y/N, clad in his Scarlet Spider suit, absentmindedly swung his legs over the side. The wind was brisk, carrying the scent of grilled food from the streets below. His mask was pulled up just past his nose, revealing his mouth, which was currently pursed in thought. He had to admit, he was nervous. First date nerves were one thing, but second date nerves? Whole different ball game. That meant the first date had actually gone well enough to warrant another.

Just as he was about to check his phone for the time, a familiar whoosh of air and the sound of boots landing lightly beside him signaled her arrival.

"Didn't think you'd show," Y/N teased, glancing over at Power Girl as she straightened up from her landing. The moonlight caught the blonde strands of her hair, and she crossed her arms, smirking at him.

"And miss out on free food?" Karen shot back. "Please. I'd never betray my stomach like that."

Y/N grinned, pulling out his phone. "Well, in that case, allow me to present—" He pressed a button, and a cheesy drumroll played from the speaker. With a flourish, he gestured toward the street below. "Hot dogs from the best vendor in all of NYC."

Karen let out a long, dramatic sigh, shaking her head with a coy smile. "I should've known. You really are tight on money huh" she joked. 

"What can I say? I know how to save a buck" Y/N shrugged. "So, what's the order? Ketchup, mustard, or both?"

"Mustard, obviously." Karen wrinkled her nose. "People who put ketchup on hot dogs are monsters."

Y/N gasped, hand over his heart. "Well, now we're enemies."

"Guess that makes this a superhero rivalry," she teased.

Moments later, after a quick stop at the vendor, the two of them sat on the edge of the rooftop, legs dangling over the city. With hot dogs in hand, they ate, chatted, and laughed, the atmosphere light but warm. They both knew it was coming, any second a villain was cause a loud explosion and shout some dramatic monologue about their gonna destroy this hero or takeover the world. But both heroes prayed that second kept getting pushed back. 

"So, worst villain you've ever fought?" Y/N asked between bites.

Karen didn't hesitate. "Microwave Man."

Y/N nearly choked on his food. "Wait, you're serious?"

"Oh, 100%. Guy got his powers from a malfunctioning microwave and thought he was some kind of fire god." She shook her head. "He called himself 'the Wrath of Radiation.'"

"Oh, that's good. That's really good. But I raise you... Paste Pot Pete."

"Who?"

"Exactly. Guy had a glue gun. That's it. He ran around trying to stick people to walls. At one point, he tried to glue me to the floor of a bank vault."

"Did it work?" Karen asked snorting slightly. 

"Oh yeah, totally. For like two seconds. Then I just... y'know, moved."

The two of them dissolved into laughter again before a lull fell over them, a comfortable silence settling in. Karen took a breath, as if she were about to say something, but Y/N beat her to it.

"Can I go first?" he asked.

Karen blinked at him. "Go ahead."

Y/N scratched the back of his head. "At first, I had no idea if I even wanted to try dating. I was kinda just doing it because... I was lonely. But I like this. I like you. And I like spending time with you." He cleared his throat, feeling like his mask wasn't doing enough to hide his growing blush. "So, yeah."

Karen smiled softly. "That's funny. I was gonna say the same thing."

For a moment, they just looked at each other. Then, a mutual, silent decision was made. They stood up awkwardly. Shifted toward each other awkwardly. Leaned in awkwardly. Their lips met in a kiss that started innocent but quickly deepened, hands moving to each other's waists, then shoulders, then tangled in hair. Y/N moved his hand, wrapping it around Karen's muscular thigh and pulled it to wrap along his waist causing the Powerful Woman to moan. Both mutually opened their mouths, their tongues moving to wrap around one another in an act of lust. Y/N was pretty sure if she put enough force Karen would break his hip but that made it hotter. 

And then—

BOOM!

An explosion rocked the air, and the two sprang apart just as a fireball erupted a few blocks away. Y/N let out a long, suffering groan. "Of course."

Karen sighed, adjusting her gloves. "I knew this was gonna happen."

Below them, a trio of villains emerged from the smoke.

A team that went by; The Web Wreckers. 

The Web Wreckers

-Peter Petruski/Paste Pot Pete

-Joshua Waldemeyer/The Wall 

-Jackson Weele/Big Wheel 

-Sinister Six Rejects 

Y/N cracked his knuckles. "You wanna take Big Wheel?"

"I'll roll with it" Karen smirked back taking to the air. 

With that, they leapt off the rooftop, launching into battle. And as Y/N webbed up a fire hydrant to slam into The Wall, one single, ecstatic thought kept screaming in his head:

I think I got a girlfriend.

Author's Note 

And there we go, one shot done and dusted. So happy to finally get this out, I know this is rushed, I know there wasn't a whole of development, originally I wanted to do this last week. And get it out for Valentines Day, but I became ill, and could not get out of bed, tried to write, and some of that is here. But wanted to get it out as soon as I could. That's why it might feel disjointed and rushed. Really just wanted to get it out, spent so much time on the edits and the Tinder style stuff. 

Originally I wanted this to be longer, but alas. 

I had a lot of fun with this, originally I wanted Y/N to bring up the Clone Saga, and it would quickly show Kaine as part of the Outlaws wrecking shit up. But just didn't flow right. 

I also made this, but I didn't have a place for it 

Really fun one shot, wanted to do something with the comic characters and not actors for a while. And this was perfect. 

Plus, fun to write some cute fluff moments 

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