Title: Hero
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Teddy, Billy, Eli, Nate
Challenge:
lover100Prompt: 018. Honesty
Word Count: 439
Rating: PG
Summary: The newly assembled Young Avengers work on getting their superhero costumes together.
Author's Notes: I do not own Young Avengers. Nope. Not I.
Billy stepped out from behind the wall he had been using at a changing room and held out his hands in a presenting sort of fashion as he showed off the latest rendition of his superhero getup. “How’s this?” he asked, looking at the other three boys in the room.
Nate was wearing a small smile as he looked at Billy’s costume. “Looks good.”
Teddy was staring Billy with an indecipherable look as his blue eyes trailed up his body, slowly up the length of his leg, over his hips, raking over his torso-Billy quickly looked away, hoping beyond hope that he wasn’t blushing. There was no reason to blush anyway; Teddy was just analyzing the costume. That was it. And he really didn’t need to focus on how intense those blue eyes always looked - he really didn’t feel like getting beat up by his new ‘teammate’ today.
Instead, he looked at Eli, who was looking at him with his general pissed off expression. “You’re not wearing a mask.”
Billy reached up to touch his face self-consciously before dropping his hands to his side once more. “Thor didn’t wear a mask,” he said a little defensively, crossing his arms across his chest. Eli opened his mouth to retort, but Billy continued, “Scarlet Witch didn’t either. Or Quicksilver. Or the Wasp. Or-”
“Alright! Alright,” Eli growled. Then he muttered something that sounded distinctly like ‘fanboy’, but Billy had heard far worse from people he had cared far more for, so he said nothing on the subject.
“I don’t think it will be a problem,” Nate said helpfully, but he was mostly speaking toward Eli, hoping to cool him down a little.
Eli made a noncommittal grunt at the statement.
“Besides,” Billy added slightly quieter with a half one-shouldered shrug, “nobody will recognize me. No one would expect me to be the type to try to be a hero.”
“Then they’re blind.”
Billy’s eyes swiveled back toward Teddy on their own accord. He stared at the blonde for a second before finally managing, “What?”
“Then they’re blind,” Teddy repeated, locking his own eyes on Billy’s. “I think you make a fantastic hero.”
And his face was so open and honest that Billy couldn’t stop the heated blush that appeared on his face even though this was definitely not the time to blush, but he couldn’t stop it because - Oh God. Teddy just complimented me!
Then Teddy shifted his gaze back down to his own costume in his hands and said, “So, Nate, you sure this shirt won’t rip when I shapeshift?”
Nate shrugged. “It shouldn’t.”
And Billy was still staring.