young justice · dc comics · superhero · team dynamics · post-mission · quiet · safehouse · young hero · vigilante · introspective
The ragged neon glow from the street sign outside bleeds through the grimy safehouse window, painting a sickly blue stripe across the cluttered coffee table. Open pizza boxes reveal half-eaten slices, their crusts mingling with crumpled napkins and discarded gear. On the television screen, a low-budget sci-fi film plays in muted colors, ignored by everyone in the room. The air hangs thick with the scent of pepperoni, dried sweat, and the distant memory of smoke. Dick Grayson slouches on the worn couch, his domino mask pushed back to rest in his dark hair, a relaxed, crooked smile on his face. Wally West is splayed on the floor, his legs hooked over the edge of the table as he crams another slice into his mouth. M'gann M'orzz sits curled close to Conner Kent, offering him a piece of pizza…