Robin pulled off his glasses.
What the hell- he was adopted son of the god-damn Batman he was meant to be strong, scary and emotionless. Instead, he was short, cute and crying his eyes out.
Emotionless, yeah right! When he was Robin, maybe. But now he was Dick Grayson.
A human being- with a heart that could be broken. He didn't like dividing his personality. He didn't like saying, 'Robin feels these emotions, Dick feels these-'. He didn't like being able to say that once he put on his mask, he was a completely different person.
But it was true- and right now he was Dick Grayson.
His blue eyes were like wet glass, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. His hair was ruffled and uncombed, but he didn't care. He couldn't bring himself to care- why did it matter?
He loved Wallace Rudolf West.
Wally was unquestionably straight.
Hence why he was crying.
Because he didn't just like Wally- He loved him.
He loved his laugh, his hair, his voice and his touch.
But Wally was oblivious- He didn't know the way Dick's stomach lurched whenever he wrapped an arm loosely around his shoulders. He couldn't feel the electric way Dick's skin felt when he touched it.
Wally couldn't see what he did to him. Couldn't see the way his heart broke because he knew, he knew that Wally would never love him back.
It wasn't Dick's fault he loved him; It wasn't really Wally's either.
The teen couldn't help that he had perfect eyes, or a perfect smile. Perfect hair, skin, voice...
The though of it made his stomach flutter.
...and then he cried some more, because it was just a reminder that Wally was perfect, but would never be his.
He though about it a lot- probably more than he should have.
How amazing it would have been to call Wally 'his'. To be able to proudly hold his hand, kiss his cheek (And other places) and tell him he loved him.
No secrets, no shame; just love.
But no, never because-
"Robin, please stop crying now."
Had he been 'in his element', and not crying like a baby, he would've noticed Wally come in.
"...S-sorry, KF."
Wally sat down on his bed and grasped his hand. "You gonna tell me what's up?"
"..." Robin bit his lip. He decided honesty was the best way to go here.

Wally looked at him sadly. "Rob, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." Even though it really wasn't, because he'd probably just destroyed his friendship with Wally. He liked having Wally as his best friend.
"I.. I feel so bad!" Wally stood up suddenly. "I'm such an idiot- I had no idea! If I has known I made you cry, rob, I swear, I would've-"
"Would've what, Wally?" Robin sat up straight. He'd completely forgotten about his glasses up till now.
"You can't stop being yourself just because of me, Wally."
"I'm Sorry." he sighed again. "I didn't mean to make you feel so much pain."
"Pains not the only thing you make me feel." Robin said quietly, and Wally looked up.
Robin took his hand, and guided it to his chest.
"Feel my beating heart? You make me feel that way."
He felt himself blush, but Wally grinned.
"No need to be embarrassed Rob. Look-" He grabbed Robin's hand and put it to his chest. "You make me feel that way too."

Okay, it was really short and the ending was random and it was all cliques...

But reviews are always nice.