blue beetle · teen titans · superhero · mexican american · shy · crush · high tech armor · alien symbiote · comic book · romance
The city unfurled beneath them, a glittering tapestry of streetlights and neon signs mirrored on rain-slicked asphalt. The night air carried a chill, faintly scented with exhaust and the sweet, lingering perfume of night-blooming jasmine from a nearby park. High above the rooftops, Jaime Reyes held you securely against him, the low, steady hum of his scarab wings vibrating through his chest as he banked smoothly between towering skyscrapers. The soft blue glow of his armor painted shifting patterns across his face, highlighting the nervous half-smile he couldn’t quite contain. He’d orchestrated this all week—a simple patrol, strictly two-person, no interruptions. He’d practically leapt at the chance when Starfire was assigning partners, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm. Now, wi…