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A real brother would know...

Dick glares as Artemis rips Wally a new one about the bruise on his forearm in the shape of a hand. Dick doesn't think it's funny, and Wally shifts uncomfortably, yanking down his sleeve.

Wally gets up and moves over to where Dick's sitting cross-legged with his computer on the chair and slowly folds him next to him on the floor. He pulls his knees up to his chest and rests his head against his knees, holding his knees tight with his arms.

Dick gently drops one of his hands to rest on Wally's neck. He flinches, but then relaxes, leaning into Dick's knee. Dick pats his back and continues on typing, letting Wally rest against his knee and ignore Artemis's now half-attempts.

...that Wally got the hell kicked out of him at home for several years. He ran away to his aunt and uncle's when he was nine; every once and a while he went back to visit him apathetic mom, but he had miss-timed this last one, and his dad had been there. It wasn't pretty.

A real brother would know...

Dick can sympathize with Roy on a way most people can't, and he does, just subtly. Roy wasn't much for pity or sympathy, but sometimes, even he broke.

Dick drops to his butt on the rooftop next to Roy, who glances over with sad, soft eyes. Dick leans over and rests his head on Roy's shoulder, sighing too. Roy squeezes him tightly once, and Dick asks gently, "Want to visit?"

Roy purses his lips, then nods. "Yeah."

...that Roy's mom did a disappearing act when he was young, and his dad died several years ago, leaving him to come and live with Ollie. He'll never go visit the grave by himself, but if you ask, he'll go...he just prefers company.

A real brother would know...

"Don't put that in!" Dick yelps, snatching the jar of peanut butter from Megan's hands.

"Why?" Megan asks innocently, tilting her head.

Wally walks in just then and picks up the jar Dick is holding over his head. "What's thi-oh, crap!" Wally drops it and runs to the sink, washing his hands quickly. However the reaction's already taking place, and his hands are brilliantly, bright red, with a scabby, itchy rash.

DIck smacks his forehead and points. "That's why."

...that Wally is pathetically allergic to peanuts, and upon contact with something relating to a peanut, he breaks out into a itchy rash, hives, and a swollen tongue.

A real brother would know...

Dick rolls his eyes as Roy pops another Ibruprofen and groans, dropping his head against the wall exhaustedly.

"Go home, Roy."

""m fine," he groans. Wally chuckles and Dick grabs a knock-out gas pellet.

"Look me in the face and say that."

Roy looks up, eyes red-rimmed and teary, nose stuffy and twitchy. "'m foh."

Dick wipes his hands from the knock-out gas and Wally dissolves into giggles.

...that Roy gets really bad pollen allergies and is a miserable sick person. He always gets sinus infections but tries to go on patrol anyways, so Dick just knocks him out and the two drag him home.

A real brother would know...

Dick clutches his stomach from pain and recognizes Wally groaning quietly on one side of him and Roy trembling on the other. He reaches forwards and yanks Wally to him, ignoring the yelp, so they're shoulder-to-shoulder. With the other hand Dick yanks Roy, who moans softly but curls up into him.

Dick slams down his emergency button as a crowbar slams into his skull again. He bites his lip and maintains contact with both boys, and passes out just as three very ominous shadows come over the Joker.

...that when hurt, both Wally and Roy want someone to be touching them, no matter how small the touch is. It's comforting to them, even though both vehemently deny it.

Alright, I'll admit it-that last one's kind of a throw-away!

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