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WALLY WEST
"You've reached the personal voice mail of the Wall-man. The honor is yours! Leave your deets, I'll holla back atcha."
[ BEEP. ]

KID FLASH
"This is the contact for Kid Flash. If it's an emergency, call Robin; he'll know where I am. Otherwise, leave your info and I'll get you back ASAP."
[ BEEP. ]

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[its called boyfeelings robin
that's the compulsion you are trying to name]

...but you hate it here. [Wally shouldn't go down this road; he might have to explain himself. Explain why he wants to stay, why he wants to check and see if Robin will stay. If- if he tells Robin, and they find a way to stay but not a way to keep him alive, would he...?] You should be able to go home whenever you want. I mean I want you here, but. Not. ...y'know.

Come on. I know that.

[ Robin settles for resting his cheek against Wally's shoulder, shutting his eyes. He thinks about a year in this place, all the things he's learned, all the things he regrets and all the things he doesn't. He thinks about Gotham, and wonders what his life would be like (will be like?) after a year there.

It's not just Wally. He's a different person now than he will be when he meets Bart and Gar in his future. He might never get to know Cass at all. So many little things, just like that, but when he stacks them up it equals a whole second life he'll have to give up. Every person he's met, every way he's different from the person he's been told he'll become. He doesn't know what he wants. Everything's so complicated now. ]

Don't say dumb stuff like that, okay, Walls? [ His voice is small, but determined. ] You'd never ditch me like that. And besides, the noble sacrifice thing is...

[ Robin blows out a soft sigh through his nose, turning his face into Wally's shoulder. ]

It's really corny.

[Right, this is definitely into cuddling territory, but it kind of occurs to Wally distantly that he doesn't fucking care anymore. He doesn't care about giving Robin "the wrong idea," he doesn't care if someone walks in and sees them like this, he doesn't care.

God, why did he care in the first place? Robin is his best friend.

So when Robin shoves closer, Wally lifts his chin to set it atop Robin's hair, sighing through his nose. The noble sacrifice thing is really corny. Yeah. It's corny as shit.]

Yeah. You're right. It's stupid. [Wally works his jaw to nudge Robin a little bit.] Sorry. I want you to stick around long as I'm here, okay? Official best friend request.

[ It's definitely cuddling, but if Wally doesn't care, Dick doesn't care. Wally knows how he felt (or feels, or whatever, he's not thinking about it for as long as he can and the outcome's the same either way). And Dick knows it doesn't mean anything except exactly what he wants it to mean right now, which is: I'm here.

He's not the one who launched right into a hug, anyway. Jeez. ]

It's okay. We're all a little stupid sometimes. [ Dick thumps Wally's knee gently with a fist. ] Official best friend agreement. If you're staying, I'm staying.

[ As much as he can promise it, anyway. ]

[Wally tries not to think about how relieved that makes him feel, and he's pretty sure he keeps his voice from shaking. Mostly. He coughs after it to pretend like he just had something stuck in his throat.]

Cool. Then. Verbal agreement, right here. Day and time whatever, legally binding. If you go back without me then you have to pay me reparations.

[ Lucky for Wally, Dick just assumes he's still shaken up from their touching reunion, and for once decides not to make fun of him. ]

Oh yeah? What kind of reparations?