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Who Even Are These Guys Bro

Summary:

Blue Beetle and Booster Gold in bed, requested by a friend as a joke and I only wrote like five paragraphs in the middle of the night with no proof reading.

Notes:

If you see any mistakes, no you dont.
I also have never read any DC comics nor consumed any DC media so I made this up as I went with minimal facts from my friend lmao.
This is also cringe and I flinched while posting this so not my proudest writing.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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“You’re so fucking hot, legal name Ted Kord, aka Blue Beetle,” Gold Booster whispered hotly onto legal name Ted Cord, aka Blue Beetle’s neck.

“Say that in mathematical formulas for me, Booster boy…” Legal name Ted Kord, aka Blue Beetle, grabbed Booster Gold’s chin roughly, his spandex-covered fingers digging into the other man’s soft skin. Booster Gold wavered at that, pulling away slightly from Ted Kord’s grip and leaning closer to the bed.

“Oh.. alright? I guess?” He took a breath to start, “three-X minus seven-I is greater than three divided by X minutes seven-U. Minus three-X on each side to get each side to get each side to get negative seven-I is greater than negative twenty-one-U. Multiply both sides by negative one to get them positive, then divide them by seven. It ends up being I is less than 3-U, or ‘I <3 U”

A shaky breath snaked its way out of Ted Kord, a small smile growing on his face. He pressed his upper body against Booster Gold’s, resting his forehead on his. Booster Gold’s breath hitched at the action, and he found himself wanting more of Blue Beetle’s touch, “Fuck, man… Didn’t know you were this touchy-feely…” he chuckles weakly, Ted making it hard to breathe right.

“I’m only like this to the people I love,” Ted Kord whispers softly into Booster Gold’s ear. He adjusts his position on Booster Gold’s bed, shifting to sit on top of his midsection somewhat, “You’re fine with this… right?” He asks quietly, just to make sure. He caresses Booster’s cheek.

“Yeah- I’m always fine with you,” Booster smirks. The man finds himself leaning into Ted Kord’s gentle touch. Booster embraces the feeling of another dude on top of him; it’s kinda comfy.

Ted Kord shifts positions yet again, none of them really comfy. The other man is hot and smirking, and Ted is starting to get embarrassed now that he keeps shifting and shuffling on top of him. URGH HE’S FUMBLING SO BAD WHATSHOULD HE DO WHAT SHOULD HE DO. Ted suddenly moves his hand off of Booster Gold’s face and presses them to the spots beside his head. His face hovers only a few inches above

Notes:

Im never continuing this, I had to swallow my pride just to post this.
Lowkey should've done hickeys but whatever.