A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while. I have been writing and rewriting these days. That, and I've been keeping myself busy by running a livejournal community called earth16_meme. I also have been making livejournal moods and stamps these days too. If you're looking for something good to read, I recommend the fedora universe on yj_anon_meme. It's by x_meets_y. By the way, this story was a response to a prompt on yj_anon_meme. It's not my first, but I haven't gotten around to finishing it, so I'm posting this one up first.
The first to figure it out was Dick (also known as Richard Grayson, Robin and, or Boy Wonder), who was also his best friend. And just like Batman, Robin wanted to know more about it (and everything it had to do with him).
And these feelings of his. "You like him."
Dick decided to approach him about it in costume. Confronted him. Even though he was in uniform, and was on his way to save the day (again).
"Like who?" because he didn't want to deal with this (at the Flash museum of all places).
Not as Kid Flash (or Wally for the matter).
"You know who," the thirteen year old had said, "so why him?"
Robin wouldn't understand. He thought he did (but he didn't).
"What's not to like?"
"What's there to like?" his best friend asked back.
Boy Wonder told him it was the costume. And maybe it was the whole red suit and lightning bolt thing (and the cape, especially the cape).
That was, until Robin explained how he was repressing his feelings for the Flash. "And the reason why you like Captain Marvel so much is because he's a substitute of what you really want-"
"Says you," as he bolted.
He didn't have time for this. He was on a mission (to save himself from further embarrassment).
A/N: I do not own Billy Batson (Captain Marvel), Dick Grayson (Robin), or Wally West (Kid Flash), for they belong to their respective creators. Nor do I own the prompt either, for that belongs to the lovely anonymous.