Bart allen - Impulse - SFW

Bart rolled his eyes, you could never seem to accept that his healing was accelerated. He didn’t need you to fuss over him every time he bumped his head or a bullet grazed his arm, or a giant alien monster thing clawed his chest. He was perfectly fine and dandy within the next half hour to an hour. This time he’d unexpectedly broken is ankle while trying to mimic a trick Tim had managed on his skateboard, and now you were trying to pop it back in and wrap it. "Look, I'm already healing. I can move it, see?" He winced as he moved his ankle around, but it was relatively fine, "I'm great!"