Rumor Mill
Title: Rumor Mill
Author: darthbatgirl
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Characters: Hal/Kyle
Summary: Hal hears a rumor
Warnings: slash
A/N: written for
hal_kyle for the weekly drabble challenge. Prompt words are temps, ring, actually, moves
A/N: first time writing hal/kyle, tell me what you think.
Hal sat on the edge of the bed watching Kyle sleep. The room was bathed in enough green light from Hal's ring so he could see Kyle. Tonight Hal couldn't sleep. His head buzzed with a rumor he had stumbled upon. A rumor Hal was pretty sure he wasn't suppose to hear.
When Hal firsts brings it up with Guy, he actually gets laughed out of the bar. There is no way, Guy says, that Kyle had a thing with Red Hood while they were moving around the multiverse. Hal has to agree, the thought that Kyle, his Kyle, would link himself to someone with Red Hood's reputation was laughable.
But why does Kyle always change the subject whenever it even gets close to Red Hood?
An even better question was why does Red Hood always smirk at Hal whenever they meet? Every damn time they met, Red Hood had that damn smirk on his face. As if he knew something that Hal didn't and every time Hal fought the temptation of wiping that smirk right off his face
Kyle shifts in his sleep, bringing Hal out of his reflection. Kyle reached sleepily for where Hal should have been laying, “Hal?”
“Right here,” Hal whispered as he laid down and took Kyle in his arms. A spike of jealously ran through Hal at the thought of anyone else having what he had at this moment. Then a voice in his head whispered that Kyle had called for him. Not Red Hood, not Donna, not anyone else but Hal. Rumors be damned, Kyle was his and he was Kyle's. Whatever happened during Kyle's journey didn't matter nearly as much as what happened when he came home. When Kyle came home to him.