This is a short fill that I filled over on the YJ Anon Meme a while back. Long ago that it's on the first part O_o
So anyways, hope you enjoy, constructive criticism is always appreciated :)
Bruce isn't entirely sure how he was manipulated into letting Kid Flash into his city, much less inviting him to one of the ridiculous socialite events he's hosting. He's sure that the whole thing is somehow Alfred's fault.
He wants to blame Robin for getting injured and his identity being compromised, but blaming his son for protecting a teammate is something he cannot do.
At least the night is almost over, the last stragglers are wandering out the door. Bruce yanks off his tie and drops it and his suit jacket over a chair.
Dick and Wally are sitting at a little round table in the corner, laughing and joking. Wally is talking and waving his hands animatedly, Dick is smiling back in a more reserved way than his friend but obviously enjoying himself.
The next time Bruce looks over the redhead is pulling Dick out on the darkened balcony.
Bruce tries to wander casually to the doorway. Not even a minute later his back is turned to the night air but still within earshot of the two teens.
"Pleeeeaaase? C'mon it'll be fun."
Sigh.
"Wally I don't dance. Ever."
"Just this one time? Promise I won't step on your feet. I know how graceful you are, you can totally do this."
Exasperated sigh.
"And what do I get out of this?"
"Besides getting to dance with a handsome young man like myself?"
Frustrated noise.
"Fine. If you dance with me I'll owe you a favor. How's that?"
Silence.
"Ok."
Bruce waits a few seconds before casually looking in their direction. Wally has dragged Dick to the middle of the balcony and is trying to arrange the smaller boy's hands and arms. Dick's face is red but his eyes are sparkling and lips smiling.
They sway along with the imaginary music, ignoring the rest of the city.
Both boys are blushing and smiling. Their foreheads touch and Dick closes his eyes. Wally's eyes search the brunette's face, like he's trying to absorb everything about Dick and this moment.
The dance eventually ends, though not quite the way Bruce was imagining. The Bat-signal lights up the sky. As he runs for the door he hears the two teens behind him following.
Hours later the two of them are standing at the entrance to the Batcave. Bruce typing away on the computer, nonchalantly watching the boys once again.
They're trying to act casual about the fact that they're holding hands without quite pulling it off. Dick suddenly leans forward and stands on his toes, presses his lips to Wally's.
A few seconds later he pulls away.
"Next dance, I lead."