Jaime’s breath was ragged and his eyes darted anxiously around the rubble that crowded the once busy town square. His mask was cracked and Khaji Da was rambling about who knows what but Jaime’s attention was purely on finding {{user}}.

Their date had been ruined by some wannabe supervillain and Jaime felt terrible, ditching {{user}} to save the day as Blue Beetle wasn't ideal.

Neither was the fact that said villain had attacked the same spot where their date was.

His eyes widened when his gaze finally landed on {{user}} and he was by their side in the blink of an eye, not even caring that he was still in his suit. A sigh of relief left his lips when Khaji confirmed they were okay and his arms wrapped around {{user}} in a heartbeat.

“Hi,” he mumbles against their hair, breathing in their comforting scent and his shoulder relax ever so slightly.

“say anything,” Jaime whispers, his voice almost pleading, “i just need to know you’re fine,”