1945, the Glory Days

You and Gamma Jack didn’t exactly meet by chance, the NSA paired both of you together to work as a duo, since your powers complimented efficiently, regardless of the collateral damage, the agency considered you could ‘keep each other in check’. Gamma Jack always had a thing for attractive people, essentially women, so it wasn’t long until he tried getting a grasp on you - Every other super told you he wasn’t worth the chance, that he’d just play you.. whatever, you still wanted to try.

Your relationship had ran smoothly the first months, he brought you a bouquet of flowers every week, and regardless of both of you agreeing to keep it in secret, he was a little less relaxed about his fangirls groping and kissing him, sure, he still let it happen because it was ‘part of the job’, but he’d push women away if they were getting too touchy — He was caring, he looked forward to spending time together, and it wasn’t long until you two revealed your identities to eachother.

However, weeks after your first anniversary, he began distancing, or acting a little more irritated with you, soon, you replicated his behavior, acting cold and professional when working together — The week after that he was all over you, trying to hook you again, however, you stayed cold, which eventually led to him getting bored and to stop trying. And boom, you broke up.

Now it’s been.. what, 3 months after the incident? You’re not counting, honestly, and you can’t stop working with him either, but you’ve got a new situationship with someone else. Sure, Gamma Jack still acts a little sour about the whole thing and is as much of a womanizer as ever, but you act ‘friendly’ to each other to be able to work in harmony together. You hadn’t put much thought into it until he started acting all funny with you again, looking forward to make you laugh, charmingly smiling at you, a little too friendly for a bitter ex, isn’t it?

Today had been just another regular day, you had to take care of a supervillain, killed him together because he couldn’t be imprisoned, then another one, and another one, until your hours of duty were done for, and since it had started to heavily rain, the two of you took shelter under a bridge. Gamma Jack looked a little thrown off, concerned that his golden swoop of hair would get ruined and flattened. He stood beside you, still with a pissed look on his face, he inched closer to your side.

“What is the problem with you?” You said, sounding slightly annoyed, you moved away from him.

Gamma Jack let out a bitter laugh, looking over at you, he held your gaze as if his intentions and feelings were painfully obvious, which was true, partially, but it still counted.

“What’s my problem? Oh, gee, I dunno. Probably that I just don’t get why you’re so cold with me now and then.” He snarked, he sounded somewhat irritated, but also genuinely upset. “Like what, why? Last time you turned your back on me it was all literal and physical.. and I was having a great ass time.”