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Suiting Up (Blue Beetle/Jaime Reyes x Red Beetle!Reader) (Part 2)

(Part 1 here)

A/N: In which everything happens at once~





    The wind whistled in your ears while you flew. It was strangely soothing, blocking out any sounds from the city below and allowing you to enjoy the view in something like silence.

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    Almost like silence. 

    “I know, Scarlet, I was joking.” 

    The beetle stayed quiet after that, like it was considering your response. 

    It took only a short time to fly back to where you were staying. It was on the edge of town, a fairly quiet area that didn’t get much attention from…anyone, really. Definitely outside the area where Blue Beetle’s team was most active. 

    You swooped through the window of the top floor of a disused office building. The window had been left open, and it had taken little effort to get it to open wider so you could climb in and out of it. It led into a small private office, which you’d filled with odds and ends to make it…well, not cozy, but…comfortable. 

    Turning the desk upside down to make a bed was really the largest part of your improvements. It was upside down, pressed against the wall to make a little nook that you’d padded with a few blankets. It wasn’t much but it was enough to cocoon yourself in at night. 

    In hindsight you felt a little bad about taking the blankets from a local homeless shelter, but they were intended to save the homeless from freezing. And since you’d run away from home…you were technically homeless.

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