Author's Note: Just a little something that popped into my head. Warning: this is my first fic. That being said, please be gentle. It's based loosely on the hook from Sangria by Blake Shelton. The boys are drinking hard Sangria, not regular. And lastly this can take place almost anytime between season 1 and 2. Probably closer to one then two though. Constructive criticism is great. R&R. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I so definitely don't own anything here.
The three of them sat in a circle, a full glass before each and in the middle lording over all, sat the bottle. Roy was part of the league and usually busy looking for the original Speedy, but on the occasions that he did come back, he made a point to try and reconnect with Wally and Dick. They had met up at the Queen mansion, visiting and fooling around. Things had been going well until the conversation had taken a turn for the depressing; later no one could quite say what had started it. However in an effort to keep things light, Roy had suggested a game of Never Have I Ever, producing a bottle of Sangria from seemingly thin air.
20 minutes and most of the Sangria later, it was Wally's turn and while Roy wasn't drunk, both Dick and Wally were looking rather tipsy.
"Geez, don't you two ever drink?" Roy questioned, "You act like you've never tasted a drop before in you life. And would you go already Wally, if you think much longer you'll hurt yourself!"
"Alright I'm going. Never have I ever kissed a guy." Wally proclaimed whilst looking around. "How's that for a question? Seems like Dickie here and I have been doing most of the drinking; It's your turn now."
"Good going Walls, 'cept next time you should, maybe, I don't know, choose something that I haven't actually done!" Groused Dick, "Bottoms up I guess." He toasted Roy before draining his glass. When he looked up next, it was to the other two staring at him in equal parts shock and incredulity, "Family members and Truth or Dare, stuff like that, I'd have told you otherwise. Probably." He clarified.
"Oh, sorry dude didn't think of that, 'pologies." Wally said, staring at Dick. "Not counting family members, who'd ya kiss? Anyone I know?" He asked, still staring.
RING! RING! RING!
"Crap, I'll be right back, you two don't do anything stupid while I'm gone." Roy warned, rushing out of the room after the phone. As his footsteps faded, so did his words from the two alcohol addled teens. Two curious, teens. Wally's gaze strayed, even as Dick looked back inquisitively, head cocked to the side.
The pair inched closer, till they were almost touching. Than the door flew open, slamming against the wall due to the force with which it'd been opened. Roy stood in the doorway, taking in the scene at a glance. He swept forward and pulled the two apart, "Oh no, I'm not being responsible for getting you two drunk, 'cause we all know who'll get blamed for whatever happens after. Also, Dick, Bruce will be here in about half an hour so we, and by that I mean you, need to think of a way to pass for sober."
The teen looked up from his seat on the floor, "I'll pass out and you can say it's exhaustion." He stated.
Then before Roy could do anything, let alone protest the dubious nature of the suggestion, Dick slumped to the side and seemed to fall asleep almost instantaneously.
"I don't think he planned on giving you much of an option anyway." Wally observed, his metabolism already kicking in and starting to clear away the alcohol induced haze. Had he really been about to kiss Dick? Artemis would have killed him.
Shaking off the thought, the speedster stood up and gathered the glasses, "I'll clear these and you deal with him, try and cover up the fruitiness. Bruce'll kill us if he realizes we got him drunk." With that the speedster zipped away to wash the glasses and dispose of the bottle, leaving Roy alone with the sleeping teen.
"Alright, come on, this will work a lot better if you're on a couch, where normal people take naps. Not on the floor, 'cause that looks suspicious." The black-haired teen grumbled when Roy lifted him.
Roy looked at him fondly, "Yeah, Bats is going to kill us."
