With an exasperated groan, Wally West, also known as the infamous Kid Flash, plopped himself on the grass and leaned back against the huge oak tree. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the train tracks about ten feet in front of him with his lower lip jutted out in upset anger. Robin, also known as Wally West's best friend, stood to the side of him with his amused eye brow raise and bothersome smirk. Wally looked up at him, eyebrow twitching in annoyance at his facial expression. He then turned gaze back to the train tracks and groaned softly again. With a cackle, Robin sat down next to him and jabbed his side.
"What's up with y
Sharing food was defiantly not how my best friend, Wally West, rolled. He refused to share his goods with anyone, even a nice and pretty girl who he could possibly have a chance with. He would either use his super speed to shove all the contents in his mouth so the person wouldn't notice or simply say no. If he had just saved a small child from a fire and the child was hungry not starving, of course, then he would give him something small from his "cupboards" -, he would the last person to offer them something to eat.
That's why I was shocked when he offered me some of his four serving M&M's.
Today was Sunday, one of our usual missio
I had just turned off the light and begun to get in my sleeping bag when he said it. We had been stuck in the mountain all weekend without a mission, and having no missions that night either, Robin, my boyfriend for about ten months now had asked if he could sleep in my room tonight. My initial thought was that he wanted to y'know . But then I noticed he had a sleeping bag and a pillow. To my pretty much everyone's if they knew - surprise, I was relieved.
Usually, I was the kind of guy who wanted to date someone for a couple months and ditch them, but with Rob, it was different. I had liked him long before I actually asked him ou
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I couldn't help but stare at him.
My little bird was standing next to me, a soft looking white towel around his waist and an identical white towel running through his dripping wet raven-like hair. His usual shades were off, and the television channel was reflecting off his beautiful blue eyes. He wrapped the towel he was wiping his hair with around his shoulders and sat next to me. My eyes followed his every move, but as he sat down, my eyes traveled to the towel around his waist that I currently despised. His legs were slightly opened as he leaned his elbows on his knees. I stared at him so long, I forgot to blink and my eyes began to water
"Rob?" I whispered, knocking on the window softly. It was dark in my boyfriend's room, but that was all part of the plan; they didn't want Bats finding out about secret their meetings. I tapped the glass again after the lack of answering. Again, there was no answer. I raised an eyebrow and whispered, "Babe? Baby? Hun? Sweetie Pie? Hunny Bunch?" I swayed on the tree branch until my side touched the house. I tried opening the window, but failed miserably. I huffed disappointedly, but quickly puffed my chest up in determination.
I grabbed the side of the roof and set my feet on the ledge so I could cling to the manor. I sidestepped to the next
Jason/Tim
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"Jadon, Jadon!"
Jason sat there at his older brother, Dick's, computer, watching a video of when he and
Tim were younger. He tried hard not grin at their childish antics.
Younger Jason had been holding a huge brief case that at that time belonged to Bruce Wayne - before he was put into an old farts home that is and chatting with the smaller boy as if they were a married couple. Jason was about six years old while Timmy was about three.
Not that he would ever admit it to anyone especially Dick , he kinda missed those days. Timmy would hug him, kiss his cheek, and pretend to get a divorce then make up lat