So yeah I've basically decided to just make a bunch of oneshots mostly about Dick and Wally but all about Dick because I'm trash and I love Young Justice. Sue me.

All oneshots are completely unrelated so don't worry.

Characters: Wally, Dick (aged up a little)

Pairings: Implied Wally/Arty

Summary: Wally and Dick are having bro time when Wally starts wondering: if Dick doesn't like girls, who does he like?

Red eyebrows scrunched with his tongue poking out of his pale lips, Wally pressed the keys to his video game controlled. His fingers flew, hardly touching one key before they moved onto the next. The miniature joystick swirled around, correlating with the perspective movements on the large flatscreen in front of him. Instinctively, his arms tugged the controller from side to side as if it would make the joystick movements more effective. His heart pounded and sweat trickled off his brow. He grit his teeth. He was just...so...close...to...

"Damnit, Dick!" Wally all but threw his controller at the shorter tan male beside him.

Dick Grayson, son of the Bruce Wayne, cackled beside him. "Not my fault you suck at video games," he defended, his big blue eyes bright against his toothy smile.

Wally shook his head. "I will never understand how you can be good at a game you literally never play."

Dick raised an eyebrow. "Batman reflexes."

Wally smirked and placed his controller on the ground. "Can't argue with that logic."

"Whatever makes you sleep at night," Dick rolled his eyes and mimicked Wally in placing his controller on the ground. He flopped down onto the bed they were sitting on and stared up at the ceiling. The pair was hanging out at Bruce's mansion, as they often did on the weekend. It was an easy run for Wally - mostly highways - and Dick had the newest and best technology. One of the perks of being the ward of a billionaire, and neither teen was complaining about it too. For Dick, it meant he could completely be himself without a mask. He didn't have to hold back at all or double and triple check everything he said before he spoke it like he had to at the cave. One little slip up was all it would take for Dick and Bruce's identities to be revealed. So while the duo had a fair amount of bro time at the Cave with the rest of their team, they also made sure to have enough bro time at the Wayne Manor too.

Wally's eyes glazed over the flashing "Game Over" sign on the screen. Lately he had been spending more time with Artemis, which meant he was spending less time with Dick. Not that their Wayne Manor time was decreasing, but their Cave bro time was becoming less and less. Luckily, Dick hadn't seemed to mind. Wally still made a conscious effort to pay attention to his right hand man, so Dick didn't feel there was anything to complain about. Besides, he could always hack the Pentagon if he was bored.

Even so, Wally couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He cared a lot about Dick - more than he'd ever show. All he wanted was for his little brother to be happy too. But Dick had never shown even a modicum of interest in any of the females on the team. Even though Wally knew who Dick was outside the mask, Dick hardly ever talked about his school life unless it came to how much ass he was kicking in Calculus. Wally knew Dick couldn't help it, he was private by nature, but it would still be nice to gauge where he was at socially. Even if it was just a little bit.

"Hey," Wally said, ending the peaceful silence that had surfaced on the duo.

Dick glanced up at Wally, his head resting peacefully on his hands which were serving as makeshift pillows on top of his fluffy bed. "What's up?"

"What do you think of me and Artemis?" Wally asked. A slight red tint blossomed under his freckled cheeks.

Dick shrugged. "You know I don't care, right? Like seriously. She's chill and I think she's good for you. You can go after her. It's 100% whelming for me either way."

Wally scuffled his feet. "Yeah, I know. I just feel bad. I don't want you to feel like I'm replacing you or anything."

"Kid Mouth, you could never replace me," Dick gave him a cheesy grin. "I'm not disposable. I'm posable. Too posable for you to leave."

Wally playfully smacked his friend. "Dude, I'm already getting too many new vocab words in school to memorize. Don't add onto the pile, nerd."

Dick rolled his eyes again and responded with a, "Geek."

They quieted down again. Wally frowned at his knees. He knew he was about to broach into uncomfortable territory, but they were fifteen and seventeen now. Sure, Dick was young, but he was still old enough for crushes and dating to be part of his norm. Yet, Wally had never heard the slightest hint of any of that. Wally needed to know, but he just wasn't sure how to go about it. If he approached it from the wrong way, Dick would go into his default Robin-mode and completely shut down. There were a lot of things Dick was good at, but expressing deep emotions were not one of them. Wally, thankfully, had years of practice in this. Unfortunately, that didn't mean anything as the process of getting Dick to open up was still just as painfully slow each time.

"Just spit it out, Wall-man." Dick stared up at Wally's tight face. "I know you have something to say. I'm a detective."

Wally internally groaned. "I hate when you do that."

Dick snickered.

Wally sighed. "You know you're my best bud, right?"

"Yeah, duh," Dick gave him such an incredulous look it was as if his head were about to pop off. "Obviously."

Wally looked at him uncertainly, "So you know, by default, you can tell me anything, right?"

Dick rolled his eyes for the third time now. "Honestly I don't see where this is headed."

Wally paused, not quite sure how to go at it. Should he be direct? That might scare Dick off. Make him shut down before even giving Wally a chance. Should he be subtle? Maybe Dick would accidentally respond with his own subtleness that Wally could pick up on. Or maybe Dick would pretend to not notice Wally's snide-hints and shut down that way. It seemed like a lose-lose no matter which way Wally looked at it. Maybe he could text him later? People always have an easier time opening up if it's not face-to-face.

"While we're young, Wally?" Dick prodded more.

Wally snapped out of his stupor and said before Dick could finish his sentence, "Do you have a crush on anyone?"

Dick blinked. "What?"

Wally shifted uncomfortably. "You know...a girl. Do you like any girls at your school?"

Dick frowned at the ceiling. "I...don't...I..."

Wally didn't say anything. He just watched Dick's internal battle spread across his face. Conflicting emotions danced in his eyes. Wally could almost hear Dick screaming in panic on the inside. Should he be truthful? Should he lie? Should he even respond?

Eventually Dick decided on, "I mean, I guess I've just been too busy to think of girls. Like between my schoolwork and Young Justice it just makes me not notice girls as much."

Wally decided this answer pretty much confirmed his previous theory: Dick wasn't interested in girls. So why was he hiding this from Wally? Didn't Dick know he wouldn't care at all if he was gay? Wally racked his brain trying to find a single moment he said anything that could be interpreted even a little bit as homophobic, but drew a blank. So why wouldn't Dick open up about it? Wasn't Wally his best friend?

"So..." Wally started, deciding to throw any previous thoughts of holding back out of the window. "So you don't like girls."

Dick glanced up at Wally with a face of annoyance. "Again, I don't see where this is going. You're wasting your time."

Even though Dick was bad at verbally expressing his emotions, he was a bit of an open book when it came to his face. Emotions like frustration and anger often showed through in his eyes, no matter how well he tried to mask it. Wally, of course, knew this better than anyone.

"Come on, man, we're best friends. You can tell me if you're gay."

Dick choked. "W-what?"

"Seriously, I really won't care."

Dick, wide eyed, stared unblinking at the red-head. "Gay?"

"I mean, I know I'm just about the straightest person you've ever met, but like honestly it means nothing. If you're gay that's totally cool with me."

"You..." Dick searched for the right words, "I...gay?"

"And like Bruce is super progressive and Alfie's such a softie so I'm sure they'd both accept you no problemo."

Dick sat up suddenly. "Wait. Sorry, Wally, you think I'm gay?"

Wally scrunched his eyebrows. "Well, yeah. You don't like girls, right? So you're gay."

There was a slight pause as Dick took in the turn of events. Then, without warning, Dick bursted into laughter. All Wally could do was stare at his friend with bewilderment as he watched Dick clutch his sides and break down into the largest fit of laughter Wally's seen him go into since Connor accidentally flipped to a TV show right when a sex-scene started. Tears ran down Dick's face as he doubled over, trying to catch his breath, only to break down once again when Wally tried to interject with a, "You done?"

A few minutes later, Dick's laughter subsided due to his lungs burning for air. After choking for the last time, Dick coughed and said, "Sorry! So sorry. I just-I mean, I never-like how did you get that...that perspective of me?"

Wally could feel the annoyance starting to tickle the base of his neck. What he thought was going to be a deep bro-talk between the two was turning into, for lack of a better word, a shitshow. This was not even close to how he thought the conversation would go.

"Seriously? Do you like girls or not?"

Dick stuttered, "I..I mean..."

Wally huffed. "It's a simple question, bro."

Dick calmed down, his face like stone. "No. I don't."

"So you're gay!"

"I'm not!"

Wally's hand slapped his forehead. "Dude, it's not that difficult. If you like chicks you're straight, and if you like dicks you're gay. You don't like chicks, so therefore you play for the other team. You have to be gay."

Dick laid back down on the bed, sighing in defeat. "It's not that simple."

Wally shifted so he could face his friend. "How? How is it not? You godda like somebody. You can either like one, the other, or both. You don't like girls so you therefore like guys."

"But I don't!" Dick snapped.

Now it was Wally's turn to stutter. "W-what?"

Dick gnawed at his bottom lip. "Think about it! Have you ever seen me staring at another guy? Have you ever seen me give a guy that look? Have you ever heard me talk about another guy like that? Have you ever actually gotten any sort of hint from me that I even like dudes?"

Wally frowned, racking his head for any of those clues. If he was honest with himself, his basis of that conclusion was entirely off of Dick's avoidance in talking about girls. But other than that, Dick hadn't shown any signs that he was into guys. So maybe...maybe he wasn't.

Wally immediately brushed that thought off. It couldn't be possible.

"Well how do you know? It's not like you've ever tried going after a guy anyways."

Dick rolled his eyes again. "That's got to be just about the dumbest thing I've ever heard you say, Kid Mouth. By that logic you could be pan because you've never tried dating a boy or a trans person or a non-binary per-"

"Okay, okay! I get it." Wally growled.

Dick smirked. "So...does that mean you get where I'm at now?"

Wally shook his head. "No. I mean, you can't just not like anyone! Everyone has to like someone!"

Dick shrugged. "I guess I just don't. I mean, like, I don't really get your world, Wally. No offense. I just don't understand it all. How do you enjoy kissing Artemis and holding her hand and touching her and stuff? It's weird."

Wally was shocked, "Dude! How could you not be into that? It's the best thing ever! It means you get someone who's yours and you guys do things that normal friends don't do. Plus, she's hot."

Dick sat up again and shook his head. "See, I just don't get any of that stuff. With anyone, girls or guys. All that sounds super boring and like I'd really rather do my calculus homework than be a part of...whatever that is."

Wally laughed. "Dude, you're such a nerd. Who would choose math over girls?"

The obsidian-haired boy grinned, "I guess I would."

"Whatever." Now it was Wally's turn to roll his eyes.

They fell silent again as both members process what just occurred. Wally had never heard of anyone not liking someone else, but he also knew Dick was his best bro and best bros don't lie to each other. They tell each other the truth no matter what. Even if it means Wally has to force Dick not to dance around the issue or remind Dick he doesn't need to shut down for him, they always come through in the end. But this? This was a new playing field for Wally. And it was in a language he didn't understand. Growing up, Wally was constantly pining after nearly every cute girl he saw. He couldn't find a moment where he didn't have at least two crushes. He couldn't imagine a world where he didn't want or need to crush on anyone. But apparently, this was Dick's world.

It was a world Wally truly wanted to understand, but he couldn't wrap his head around it. Even so, he was going to be there for Dick. He would pretend he understood, even if he didn't, just like how Dick had pretended to understand all of Wally's love conquests all these years. It's what best friends do.

Accepting the situation, Wally finally spoke. "So...what's the word?"

"Huh?" Judging by Dick's reaction, Wally had likely pulled him out of his own musings. Though, Wally would never brag about catching Robin off-guard. At least not today.

"You know, your name for it! Everyone's got one."

"Oh, yeah that." Dick looked down, his face tinging read. "Asexual. That's what it's called."

Wally thought about it for a second. "Huh. It fits."

"Yeah?" Dick looked hopefully up at the older male.

"Yeah, totally. Hey, does that mean you photosynthesize?"

Dick playfully punched his friend and snickered with a, "Fuck you."

With the room lighthearted once again, Wally jumped up and turned to face the younger boy. "Does that mean you guys have chloroplasts? Can I get some of your cells under a microscope?"

Dick stood up also and started walking away. "You're so immature!"

Wally followed him into the hallway. "No, I'm serious, man! I really wanna see those chloroplasts do their thing! Do you have cell walls too? Hey, more importantly, did Alfie make his cookies? I'm starving. Even if they're not done yet do you think he'd let me eat the cookie dough? I mean, I'm okay with getting a little bit of Salmonella in my diet. I don't mind. Those cookies are to die for! Hey, speaking of food..."

So yeah, that was it. Tune in for more soon!