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Dick opened his mouth to angrily protest, but whatever he was going to say died in his throat as Wally latched his mouth onto another spot on his neck. The raven-hair clung to Wally like he was a lifeline, moaning as the redhead continued to slowly nip and lick and ohhh-

As Robin, Dick had to put up barriers to keep himself sane in the streets of Gotham. However, even outside of that city, Bruce was rather protective of him, and did not allow him to get too close to anyone, including his teammates. He was not to put his full trust on any of them.

Wally was an exception.

Dick remembered the first time they had met. KF and Flash were everything Bruce was not. They were chummy, overly enthusiastic, and just plain likable. Not that Dick didn't like his adoptive father, it was just that the caped crusader wasn't exactly the easiest person to talk to.

There had been something special about KF. In their first mission together, the two had exchanged insults and jokes like they had known each other since forever. Unsurprisingly, they became close through the few years they'd known each other.

Dick never expected KF to hold romantic feelings over him, not with the way he always flirted with other girls. Yet, he was comfortable with the fact that they weren't going to be just friends anymore. Maybe he was even a bit happy.

He himself had been harboring some feelings for the speedster, but he had ignored them, thinking of them as being a product of teenage hormones. He was reconsidering that now.

Dick breathed out slowly to calm himself as Wally buried his face into his chest. He looked down at the shock of red-orange hair and felt a smile tug at his lips.

It disappeared when he saw his reflection in the mirror.

"You did leave a hickey. Wait, you left two! Oh my god, that one's huge!"

Feeling Wally's head move slightly, the younger teen slapped a hand to the back of the other boy's head. To Wally's confused sputtering, he hissed, "You can't look up! No… shut up!"

"Mmfgah."

"Seriously, give me a second."

Dick looked around frantically for his sunglasses. He found them near his bed and reached for them, all the while keeping KF's face pressed against his chest.

In the back of his mind, he made a mental note to thank Bruce for all the training he received. He wouldn't have been able to stretch so far back had he been out of shape.

He stuffed the accessory on and finally released Wally, who was pink in the face from the lack of oxygen.

Dick took his sweatshirt off to get a better look. There was one dark spot way too high up for his liking.

As Wally wrapped his arms around Dick from behind, the raven-hair groaned in annoyance. "Duuuuudddeee, I'm going to have to use make-up or something to cover this up."

"Sorry," Wally mumbled, "couldn't help myself."

The younger teen's face flared red at that.

In the next minute, Wally was out the door and in the hall with the movie and popcorn in his hands. A loud noise resounded in the cave as Dick slammed his door.

He slid down the metal device, holding a hand to his forehead. A small thud on the other side of the wall made him quirk an eyebrow.

"Are you still there?"

Silence.

"KF?"

"…yeah?"

Dick put his sweatshirt back on and opened the door. He still felt the heat on his cheeks.

Wally was standing there with that goofy, apologetic grin he always put on whenever he wasn't sure whether or not he was in trouble.

"Wanna go shoot some zombies?"

The boy wonder smirked. "Sure."

The hickeys weren't really a problem. One of them wasn't visible when he wore his usual outfit and Robin costume, and the other one was easily covered with make-up. He'd had times when he had been required to cover up bruises and cuts from nights encountering particular villains.

A few days later, the team received a mission. It wasn't particularly difficult, all they had to do was watch a certain warehouse to see if it was the hideout of an infamous drug-dealer.

Turned out it was, and the team jumped in to take out the baddies. They weren't exactly supposed to confront the drug-dealers, but Kid DORK had to run around instead of walking like a normal person, which alerted everyone of their presence.

Whatever, Robin thought as he kicked one of the henchmen in the gut. It was always fun to fight alongside everyone.

These guys were so lame. Maybe it was a good thing KF provoked them to start fighting, they weren't worth the Justice League's time.

Dick threw a batarang to his left, disabling the crony trying to approach him. "Too slow," he snickered.

He felt the pressure of cold steel on the back of his head. "I'll show you who's slow," a gruff voice growled.

Dick didn't even have to a second to think before the guy pulled the trigger. Strangely, the sound of the gun going off was much quieter than it should have been, considering how close it should have been to his ear. He looked up.

Yellow and red met his vision. KF.

"Hey, pal. You alright?" Wally asked.

"Yeah. Nice save, thanks."

Dick lightly smacked the hand stroking his cheek. "No acting lovey-dovey on the battlefield! We already talked about this!" he hissed.

Kid Flash pouted as he straightened up. "Tease," he huffed. Then he sped off, but not before grinning and pecking the boy wonder on the forehead.

The raven-hair stood up as well, dusted off his tights, and then rejoined the fight.

It was barely midnight by the time they got back to Mount. Justice. Everyone was hanging out in the area next to the kitchen and living room. Dick was just about to leave to go to his room when M'gann gasped.

"Robin, that bruise! What happened?" she placed a hand on his shoulder and peered at his neck.

Oh, shit. The cover-up must have come off during the scuffle. Dick covered the spot with his hand.

"Uh, it's nothing. Doesn't even hurt."

"Are you sure?"

"What is wrong?" a concerned voice.

Aqualad was getting involved too. Dick waved his hand. "Nothing. Miss M just found a bruise. Nothing to be worried about."

He didn't realize he was waving the hand that was previously covering the mark. When he saw Artemis' eyes widen, he slapped the gloved hand to his neck.

It was too late. Artemis got up from the couch and came over. She crossed her arms and smiled.

"A bruise on your neck, huh? Who's the lucky girl?"

Dick felt his face become hot. He saw KF in the corner of his eye; the idiot had the biggest grin on. Oh, he knew that this was going to happen.

"There's no girl," Dick muttered.

"Girl? What girl?" M'gann asked, floating by curiously.

Oh god, even Superboy was watching them now.

"That's no ordinary bruise. It's a hickey," Artemis explained, "or a love bite, to be more explicit."

"Love bite?" M'gann's eyes were as big as dinner plates.

"C'mon, who is it?" Artemis turned to Dick with a hand on her hip. She was enjoying this, he could tell.

No point in covering it now, Dick thought as he dropped his arm. He shrugged, "Like I said, there's no girl."

The blonde's smile dropped in disappointment.

"Then...who's the lucky guy?" a certain speedster asked.

Oh, he did not just do that. Dick glared at Wally, who feigned innocence in response.

"What makes you say that?" the raven-hair said through clenched teeth.

"I dunno. You said it wasn't a girl...so..."

"Dude. Not. Cool." This was absolutely not the way he wanted the team to find out about them. He turned and saw they were watching him with expectant eyes.

"AUGH!" he screamed, causing them all to jump, "KF! You...you-! You son of a motherf-!"

And he stomped out of the kitchen, a string of curses trailing after him.

Back in the kitchen, Wally zipped over to the bewildered team and winked. "By the way, he told you guys the answer."

He snorted at Artemis' expression; then ran after the flustered boy wonder. Life was good.

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