Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or the song at the beginning.
Warning: SLASH (Wally/Dick, Kid Flash/Robin)

A/N: Important stuff at the end!

Yo Quisiera Ser
(by: Reik)

Yo quisiera ser ése por quien tu despertaras ilusionada…
Yo quisiera que vivieras de mí siempre enamorada(…)

(Translation:
"I want to be the one you wake up inspired for…
I want you to live in love with me forever(…)" )

Wally held Dick as he sobbed against his chest. The smaller boy was dealing with a lot this week. Things he told Wally and others he didn't, but the redhead knew anyways. He could always tell what bothered Dick, either from the look in his eyes or for the way he clutched at his shirt or hid against his neck.

Today it's because Dick's boyfriend is being a jerk again and Wally wants to tell the guy to just stop playing with his best friend, to stop making the beautiful boy cry like this. His heart breaks a little more every time Dick mentions Michael, the stupid football player that had apparently stolen Dick's heart only to break it at every chance he got. But seeing the blue eyed boy crying like this was worse than hearing him rant about the jock's perfection, even if Wally didn't want Michael to kiss and hug Dick, he wished their relationship didn't fail either. Because it hurts to see Dick in pain.

It's already instinctive, really. Dick comes into Wally's room, Uncle Barry standing in behind him worriedly, the acrobat's blue eyes filled with tears. It's practically part of Wally's nature to stand up from his bed and hug his best friend. Uncle Barry closes the door, knowing Wally can always make Dick's sad eyes sparkle again. Aunt Iris brings cookies and milk around an hour later, usually they're already playing games or laughing together by then. Other times it is only Wally's redheaded aunt walking into his room and staring with sad eyes as Wally hugs his best friend and rubs his back soothingly, whispering comforting words into his ear.

Everyday Wally wakes up hoping that he won't see Dick crying today, but this thoughts are always tainted by the almost sinful desire that he keeps deep within his heart to hold Dick. To be able to run his fingers through the soft black hair; to have Dick's face hidden against his neck. He wonders how holding someone, to just hold someone, can feel so right. Because just being close to his friend shouldn't feel that good.

Sometimes Dick smiles at him so tenderly and brightly that it gets hard for Wally to breathe and it makes him believe that maybe the smaller boy could love him back; he wishes he could get chance to make Dick happy. To be the one that made the acrobat sigh dreamily and made his heart beat faster. Just one chance to prove that he could be Dick's soul mate. He knew he would never treat the blue eyed boy like all the others did. He would treasure him and make Dick feel as special and beautiful as Wally saw him.

He tries to hide behind his homework or his duties as Kid Flash. He buries Dick away, if only for a few hours. Distracts himself from the constant thought of how in love he is and how stupid it was to fall for his best friend. Usually he fails, but Wally's sure that no one could blame him. Not if they knew how gorgeous and perfect this boy is.

He knows it's getting obvious to everyone, everyone but the one that matters the most. He's getting distracted and reckless; losing himself in daydreams and wishes. His grades are dropping and he sometimes forgets his goggles or one of his red gloves at home. Barry only laughs and pats him on the back, giving him the spare goggles he's getting used to carry around; the glove isn't as important. Wally can only blush as his uncle teases him and mutters amused about how 'that acrobat will be the death of his nephew'. Wally can see the suspicious and sometimes even sympathetic glances that Batman keeps throwing his way, and the cookies Alfred keeps sending him makes him groan in embarrassment and his aunt giggle.

Every morning he wakes up and silently wishes that today Dick will notice how much he loves him. That he will run to Wally only because he wants to be held by the speedster; without needing comfort. But Dick's too distracted by things like Michael, or Bruce, who didn't want to take him on a mission 'because he's not ready' or a million other things that make Wally wonder if he's an easy person to forget.

Sometimes it gets hard being Dick's best friend, he wants so much more than that; he wants long walks under the moonlight and kissing in the rain. It hurts Wally and almost makes him cry at night; the thought that someone else has that privilege. He can't understand the way Dick can so easily forgive those who hurt him, the ones that made him sob silently against Wally's collarbone. He can't stop Dick from going back to his boyfriend's arms and getting hurt. He can't stop Bruce's disappointment or doubt from hurting Dick. He can't stop the memories, nostalgia and nightmares. He can't…But he'll be there to help Dick deal with it. He can be the friend Robin needs, he can be the friend Dick deserves.

But when Dick looks at his phone and replies to Michael's text with such joy, Wally wants to crawl back to Central City and forget everything about the way his heart speeds up at the thought of blue eyes and cute smiles.

And he wonders if maybe tomorrow he'll be able to tell Dick how much he loves him.

A/N: I don't know if I should leave it at that or if I should continue, tell me what you think. You can just see this as a one-shot or not. I already know where the story could go, so don't worry about no plot line.

I know this is short but it was like a prologue.

thanks for reading :)

-XxFallingxAngelxX