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[So this...whatever they had going on, it's complicated. That's what Wally tells himself when their teammates give he and Robin weird looks, when Batman seems like he's glaring even though Wally can't tell the difference between a stare and a glare from old Bats, when his uncle's hand rests on his back and Wally thinks they just have to know.

But he's not ashamed. He's just- he doesn't know how to explain it yet. Parents first. Everyone else second.

They finally got the okay for Robin to spend the night at Wally's, which is a rare occurrence indeed. Unfortunately, Wally's parents aren't home so it's become very awkward. Usually they just hang out, do the same thing they always do with the occasional bout of discomfort but without parents? Well. Wally's not under the delusion that anything's going to happen -they haven't even kissed yet- but it's still- it's weird. It's like back in middle school when he went up to Sandy Hartford's room and he thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend, but apparently you have to clear that with the other person first.

It was. It's weird. Because now he's looking at Dick like he looked at Sandy, and his stomach is in knots like it was with Sandy, but it's different because it's more and that just makes it weirder.]

...Mom just went shopping, there's probably like...Cheetos or something downstairs.

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Excuse me, but Gotham criminals are way more likely to kidnap innocent people than the Central rogues are. [Then again, the rogues probably wouldn't look at Robin as innocent considering he's a fellow crime-fighter anyway.] And it's not like we're gonna hold hands and kiss in front of a camera. We just- won't hide anything. We don't do high-profile missions anyway.

So no blowing me a kiss on national TV after you and the Flash stop a tornado or whatever?

Oh, I do that all the time anyway. [Wally pauses before grinning over at Robin.] But hey, at least from now on you'll know it's specifically for you.

... Dude, that was actually smooth.

Why the hell do you sound so surprised?! I'm velvety smooth, thank you. All the time.

You're such a nerd.

[ But it's the fondest way anyone's ever called someone a nerd, and then he's leaning in to kiss Wally again. ]

[oh okay wally is cool with that

In fact he's reminded of how much he enjoyed making out with Robin a while ago and proceeds to do that for a while before he pulls back and nudges Robin's cheek with his nose.] Hey, [he mutters, fingernails scratching through his hair,] ever had someone give you a hickey before?

[ Dick shivers, huffing out a quiet laugh through his nose. His fingers wind idly in Wally's shirt. ]

Is that an offer?

You bet. [Wally nudges Dick's chin up next and scrapes his teeth over his skin a little.

Can you even get them? I mean, with your metabo— mm— [ He definitely doesn't squeak, because that would be really uncool, but the noise he makes could uncharitably be described as squeak-esque. ]

Mm, yeah, but they fade after a couple hours instead of days, [Wally murmurs against Dick's neck. He shoves Robin onto his back and rolls with it, half-kneeling next to him and half hovering over him as he kisses along the line of his shoulder, looking for a good spot.]

[ Dick slides his fingers up into Wally's hair, nails teasing lightly against his scalp. His heart's pounding, but he very pointedly doesn't make any ridiculous noises this time.

All curious enthusiasm: ] So does that mean I get to reciprocate?

[K-THMP. Give Wally a second his heart just started breakdancing.]

Yeah. Yeah, I mean, if you want.

[It's totally not a big deal. They'll just stop before they go too far. It's not like Robin can't say when he doesn't like something, he's perfectly capable of letting Wally know when he's done.]

You say that like it'd be a chore. Of course I want, dude.

[ He noses at Wally's hair and kisses his temple, trying (and mostly failing) not to get all squirmy, but it's just so hard to hold still when he's excited. ]

Okay. [Wally lets out a sigh before pushing himself up on his elbows.] But not too far. I know that's weird coming from me, but one more year and I'll do whatever you want to you all night long, I swear, but until then- until then we're gonna go by the books. Principle of the matter.

[WHICH IS SO FUCKING STUPID but aaaugh this is what he gets for dating a person two years younger than him. Not that he'd pick to date anybody else...]

Dude, that's—

[ And then he does blush, because "all night long"? Really, Wally? You had to go there...? But he doesn't protest, and there's no "I'm not a kid," because... well, Wally's probably right, and Dick's more old-fashioned than anyone probably gives him credit for, so... ]

I wasn't gonna do anything. I'm cool with taking it slow— pun intended. It's just— we've been dating for a while now. And I really wanna kiss you and stuff.

If that's okay.

[Wally hangs his head- actually, he just shoves it into the pillow next to Dick's ear. He groans into the pillow before popping back up and giving Robin a look somewhat despairing in nature.]

Dude that is more than okay. That's the problem. I am seventeen okay, I probably think about sex like, I don't even know how many times. I just don't wanna get caught up, and then you won't want to disappoint me or maybe you'll be cool with it too and then we do it and then the next thing I know Uncle B and Bats are kicking down the door and I'm getting benched for months for breaking the law and then I get extra training time with Canary so she can beat the carnal urges out of me. In a non-sexy way. I actually got that threat when I flirted with a villain because she was really hot.

[ dude that's a lot to take in ]

... You're really worried about this. Sometimes I forget that two years makes that much of a difference.

[ Dick gives him a sort of quizzical look, running fingers through Wally's hair and scratching his scalp a little. He looks like he needs this more than he needs a hickey. ]

That doesn't have to be where everything leads, though, right?

[From where Wally has smashed his face into the pillow again, very muffled:]

No.

[He picks up his head.]

It's not just that either. But kind of. -you know what you were right before, let's just make out for a while and forget about everything else. I promised you a hickey, didn't I?

[ It's so abrupt he just has to laugh, his arm curling around Wally's shoulders and tugging him close again. ]

You did, and I'm holding you to that. But dude, first, I've gotta— ...can I just...

[ The words stick in his mouth for a second. It's the first time he's said them since he was nine: ]

I love you too, okay?

[ And it tumbles out almost too fast, so much easier than he'd expected, because it's Wally, and it's true. ]

[The smile that slowly crawls into place is soft and warm and knowing, and shines with a radiance that's just so Wally at his most sincere.]

I know, dude.

[Because he does. He was just waiting for Robin to work up the nerve to say it.

And he leans down and kisses Robin, and so what if it's awkward because he's still smiling? Not everything has to be perfect to be just right.]

[ Despite his brush with death, the nightmares, freaking out his team and Wally getting benched — he's feeling all right, right now. Things aren't back to normal, not yet, and maybe they're both kind of messed up and a little worse for wear, but this feels like a break in the clouds.

Their noses bump together for a minute when Dick tilts his head the wrong way, overeager, and then he lets out a giddy little huff of a laugh against the kiss, breaking away just enough to ask: ]

... Did you just pull a Han Solo on me?

[Wally laughs.] I didn't mean to but yeah, I think I did. [He tries to nudge Robin back into kissing, let's continue with that.]

[ It doesn't take much convincing. He rests his fingers alongside Wally's jaw almost ridiculously tenderly, parting his lips. He can be cool, he can be mature... ]

[That was kind of cool. And since Dick just pretty much gave the go-ahead, that whatever, green light, stop freaking out Wally, he just pulls him closer with an arm around his shoulders, a hand sliding down his side.]