*comes out of hiding* Ehhh, hello. ; u ; Umh, this is my first story here on FF. . . it's also my first story with more than one chapter. . .
Sorry if it's bad. . . ;;; ,
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Dick sat quietly at the table chewing on his ham sandwich, deep in thought. Not just because he knew he was eating two day old bread, but because his secret crush on Wally was beginning to turn into an obsession. Everytime Wally would brush past him, Dick got goosebumps. It was kind of a feeling between his heart blowing up inside of him and vomiting. So when Wally came up to sit beside him, he couldn't help but accidentally give off bedroom eyes in his direction. Unninentially, Dick's sandwich fell from his hands to his plate.

"Dude," Wally looked over at Dick and cocked an eyebrow, "are you sick or something?"

Robin snapped out of his trance and retreived his sandwich from his plate. The speedster wasn't exactly referring to the dropped sandwich. He was referring to the dark blush creeping up on Dick's face, neck and ears, and the sweat starting to form around Dick's hairline. Just having those emerald eyes on his face made Dick want to scream. His stomach started to jump around again and his heart went a mile a minute. "N-no, I'm fine. . ." He turned his attention back to his sandwich, he couldn't take looking at him anymore. Wally reached up and put his hand on Dick's shoulder, making Dick jump a few inches. He put his other hand up to his forehead, "Hey man, seriously. If you're sick, you need to go lie down. We can't have you dragging butt around on the next mission." He crack a small smile. Finishing his food, Dick sighed."I . . .I guess so. I'll . . . go to bed." He jumped down from the bar stool and headed back to his room.

"A huge fool. . .I made a HUGE fool out of myself. Great!" Dick gripped the wall and felt for his doorknob, turning it and shutting the door audibly behind him.

Wally looked down at his crotch. 'Ugh. . .not again. . .' Every time he was around Dick he had to restrain himself from throwing the poor boy down and ripping every article of clothing off of his body. He was just too damn cute not to! Wally though to himself., 'Well, it's not like I just want to have sex with him!. . . right? It's more than that. . .it has to be; you can't have sex without love! Well. . . other than what Uncle Barry told me. . .But that doesn't count!' He put his elbow on the counter and stared at his annoying little friend, as if that would make it go away. 'I've got to keep my distance. . .' thought Wally, 'It's much safer for me that way. . .' He got down off of the bar stool he was sitting on and went to sit on the couch, grabbing the remote and flipping on the TV.

Dick was pretty skeptical about actually getting into his bed and sleeping, but now he really did feel like he was going to puke. He got up from his sitting position on the floor and wobbled over to his bed, dragging the covers off and instantly falling it. Looking at the ceiling, he put his own hand to his forehead; he really wasburning up! Dick couldn't remember the last time he was sick, so he pretty much forgot what he was supposed to do. 'Whatever. . .just sleep it off, Dick. Everything'll be back to normal in a few hours."

Just as he started to close his eyes and settle into the warmth of his sheets, his stomach lurched. And this time, it wasn't the butterflies he got from Wally. In panic, he ripped off the sheets and pounded his way to his door, running down the hallway to the bathroom, groaning and sweating all the way there. From all the commotion he was making, Wally certainly heard him.

". . .Dick?" He jumped off of the couch and went running after him.

"Dick!" Wally turned to hyperspeed and beat Dick to the bathroom.

"Dick, what's wrong?"

Dick just moaned, his face twisted into a state of pure pain, and held his stomach tighter. Wally gave up on the talking and grabbed a washcloth, wetting and readying it just in case Dick really did puke. Dick dropped to his knees in front of the open toliet seat and threw up. Dick didn't know what was happening; he was scared. He started to do what all scared children do. Cry. It didn't help much, in fact, it started to choke him a little. Wally grabbed hold of his hand and put the damp washcloth on his forehead. As Dick's vomiting slowed, he sat there on the floor trembling, hot tears still constantly running down his face. Wally pulled the washcloth away from Dick's forehead and flipped it to the other side, reaching down to wipe his mouth. Dick turned around to face Wally. He looked up to him, opening his mouth to say something, but he only closed it again to fall into Wally's chest, producing a fresh batch of tears.

"Look, he's seriously sick and I don't know what to do! You've gotta help me! I'm freaking out here, man!"

Wally had called his Uncle Barry for help, after he had carried Dick back off to his room. He was now pacing around his own room, walking down the hallway every now and then to check on Dick. And Uncle Barry was not helping as much as Wally thought he would be.

"Well, sorry it break it to you kid, but you've gotta tell Batman."

Wally's facial expression did a 180 from panicked to nervous. Wally knew Batman could sense his attraction to Dick and he also knew he didn't like it. Batman was so overprotective sometimes too. . . .

"Is that my only option?"

"Seems to be it. Sorry, buddy."

Wally sighed, sitting on his desk chair and slumping his shoulders, "Fine. Thanks Uncle Barry."

"Anytime Wally." On the other end of the phone, Barry smirked and hung up.

Wally looked at the phone, deciding weather or not he should really do it. He finally told himself it was for Dick, and starting dialing Batman's number.

"Hello."

A statement. Not a question.

'Already a bad sign, shiiiiiit. . .'

Wally cleared his throat and rubbed his temple, "H-hey Batman. . .It's Wally. Wally West."

"What do you need Wally? This better be important."

Wally got up and started walking back to Dick's room, peeking in the doorway, "Well, it's about Dick. . ."

"I'll be there in five minutes."

Wally looked down at the phone in his hand, ". . .What the hell? He hung up! I didn't even tell him what happened!" He set the phone down on Dick's nightstand and mumbled under his breath, "Crazy bat. . ."

He sat down quietly on the other side of Dick, looking down at him. From this view, he looked so sick. . .so small. . . so helpless. . . His heart lunged for him. Wally reached out to touch his hair, brushing it across his forehead. He rolled over in his sleep, now facing Wally. Dick had the expression of a heartbroken girl on his face, breathing slowly and quietly. Seeing him like this made Wally want to keep him close in his arms and protect him, keeping him out of harm's way. His love for him was growing and he couldn't help but just roll with it. Wally leaned down and placed his hand on Dick's cheek, rubbing his thumb over the soft skin. He pressed his lips to his cheek and gave Dick a sweet and simple kiss.

"I love you, Dick. . .more than you'll ever know. . ."

It's over. o_x The next chapter (or few o . o) should be up soon if I can do them.
Thank you so much for reading!
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