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"Wally I am so sorry!" I yell in a panicked motion. Dick comes over and pulls Wally's arms. I can feel his penis leaving my hand and suddenly not only does my hand feel empty but I feel empty.

"Dude you killed my best friend!" Dick shouts.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know I- I'm sorry," I tell him. Dick shakes his head at me and drags Wally out of the room.

"Master Timothy if I could make a suggestion," Alfred says he's now standing beside me.

"Yes?"

"I'd always watch where I put my hands," he tells me. I frown.

"I understand," I tell him.

"Now the reason why I'm here. Your things are in your room now and Master Bruce should be home in three hours," Alfred tells me.

"Thanks," I tell him and leave the gym. My mind's been pretty hazy since Dick pulled Wally out. What does this mean? Do I like Wally? But how? I hardly even know him. Maybe love at first sight? Is this how it works?

I open the door to my room and it's just as I remember it. Except cleaner. My laptop sitting idly on my blue desk and my bed right next to it. The covers on my bed have Batman printed on them and then there's my favorite part of my room. The bookcase. Tall and wide and almost full of books. I walk over to it with my suitcase.

"I brought you some new friends," I tell my bookcase. I open the suitcase and remove the books. I gently place them all there in alphabetical order. And smile at the now full bookcase. I'll need to get a bigger one soon.

Then it hits me. There's a large empty bookcase in the room next to mine. Nobody's staying in the room next to mine. It's one of the many guest rooms in the house. I step out of my room and pad my way to the next one. I open the door and walk straight towards the bookcase only to find it full with books. How is it full? I turn around and find someone in the bed- Wally.

"Oh," I say to myself. That's why. I walk back to the door ready to leave. I should really give him some privacy. But I need to know why I like him. Maybe staring at him could tell me? I close the door and walk back over to Wally's sleeping body and sit on his bed.

I poke at his feet wondering what exactly am I supposed to do. I'm currently sitting in between his legs which he's currently keeping wide open. What do I do? Kiss him? That's the very first thing I did. Maybe it could trigger something. I could rape him. What? No Tim bad! Rape him? That's just horrible. But he is unconscious . . . Ah maybe I should get out of here! Being here is turning me into the ultimate pervert.

Is he still hard? What made him hard? Did I make him hard? No, no he probably gets in the mood from being on the floor or something. I glance at his crotch region. The area is no longer erect and he's sleeping peacefully.

"You know I really thought I was going to faint," I tell him I brush a hand over his toes. Even his toes are perfect. I can't find a single thing I dislike about the guy maybe that's why I like him. Or maybe I think everything about him is perfect because I like him. Man this is confusing. He moves ever so slightly that I assume it was a twitch. But then he sits up and I realize he's awake.

He screams in surprise from seeing me. And I can't decide if I should flee or engage in conversation.

"So you like books?" I ask him. Might as well talk to him. I need to know why I like him.

"Uh? Oh um kind of," he responds. I nod at him. He moves back in the bed trying to get as far away as possible from me. I'd be freaked out too if I woke up with someone in my bed.

"I do too," I tell him.

"Why are you here?" he asks me.

"Oh I wanted the bookshelf," I tell him pointing towards it. "It was empty before I left and now I see you're using it."

"Oh you can have it," he says.

"No, no it's fine. It's yours now. Plus you've already filled it." He sits up even straighter and smiles at me.

"I'm still a bit out of it," he tells me.

"Oh I'm really sorry about that. If I knew what I was holding I wouldn't have pulled," I tell him.

"Oh gosh this is awkward," he says with a laugh.

"It's really big by the way," I tell him. We sit there enduring an even bigger awkward moment.

"And now it's even more so," he says looking around the room.

"I mean if it wasn't so big I wouldn't have thought it was an object. Object are that big not- I'm not making this any better," I tell him.

"No," Wally tells me. "You're not. But you're cute so we can let it slide."

"You think I'm cute?" I ask. My eyes suddenly hopeful and I can feel a blush coming on.

"Wally are you okay?" Dick asks coming into the room. I turn away facing the bookshelf as my face heats up.

"Yes," Wally tells him.

"Oh you're with Tim. What are you guys talking about?" he asks hopping on the bed.

"Just stuff," Wally shrugs.

"Huh. Wanna do something fun?" Dick asks us.

"What?" I ask him still not looking at either him or Wally.

"Cook," Dick says.

"Uh Dick I can't cook," Wally says.

"But you sure can eat," Dick says.

"Are you insulting me right now? I feel slightly insulted."

"You must also feel slightly dumb."

"Hey!" Wally shouts. And Dick cracks up.

"Come on let's go cook," I tell them getting off the bed. I'm willing to do anything to clear this awkward moment.

Inside the kitchen Dick starts gathering pots and pans and Alfred's hidden cookbooks.

"Now we need to know what to cook," Dick says.

"Hmm what do you want to eat Tim?" Wally asks me.

"Um I don't know. What do you want to eat Wally?" I ask him back. He smiles at me and I smile back. I can see him mouthing the letter u. Another wild blush moves over my face.

"Are you two flirting?" Dick asks. An eyebrow raised as he looks from Wally to me.

"Flirting!? What no," I tell him.

"Really?" Dick asks.

"Let's have pasta. Oh wait you went to Europe you must be tired of pasta," Wally tells me.

"No, pasta's fine. Do you like pasta?" I ask him.

"I love it," Wally says.

"Me too. I can't live without it," I tell him.

"There's a few things in life I can't live without and I think I just found another," Wally says. Wow we really are flirting. Really and truly flirting! Oh gosh I can die peacefully right now. A fry pan flies towards Wally and hits him in the head. Wally then falls over and lands on the ground face first.

"Oops," Dick says with a shrug.

"Wally are you okay?" I ask him. I dash over and check on him. He's out cold again.

"Why did you do that?" I ask him.

"You like him," Dick says.

"Uh maybe! But that doesn't give you a good reason to hit him in the head!" I yell.

"Come here Tim," Dick says. He pulls me by my collar and leads me out of the room. "You can't like him."

"What? Why?"

"Because I think he likes you back. That or he's just flirting with you he makes it a bad habit," he tells me.

"I still don't get why liking him is so wrong," I tell him.

"He's my best friend Tim! Just back off," Dick yells.

"You're jealous aren't you?" I ask him. Dick laughs at me.

"Jealous? Tim I'm straight . . . today. I just don't want you dating my best friend because if he breaks up with you-my brother. That's going to make things really awkward between us and then next thing I know we're not friends anymore."

"Wally doesn't seem like that type of guy."

"You don't know that. Tim you two just met today!"

"Yeah but- it's not like we'd start dating today!" I tell him back.

"Of course not. He's out cold," Dick smirks.

"Dick, you're not being fair."

"No you're not being fair Tim. I've been friends with Wally for three years. I don't need you coming into the picture and ruin it!"

"I'm not going to ruin anything!"

"You don't know that!"

"What's going on here?" Bruce asks.

"Bruce!" I yell. I want to hug him but the atmosphere is so intense you can scoop it with a spoon.

"Hi Tim. How was your trip?"

"Great . . . but Dick's making me regret coming back," I tell him as I look over at Dick. Dick glares back.

"Is it about Wally?" Bruce asks.

"Huh? How did you-,"

"I didn't," he tells me.

"I'm sorry to bother you. But is there a reason why Master West is lying on the floor?" Alfred asks coming into the room.

"He's having an off day. Just leave him there. He'd love waking up next to food," Dick says.

I'm sitting on the stairwell when I hear someone coming up. Should I stay put until they're here? Or get up now? I stop thinking as the person coming up the stairs comes into view. I gulp and start to feel a bit panicky. What should I do?

"Hey," Wally tells me.

". . . hey," I tell him back. Nervousness and butterflies fill inside of me and I lightly bite my lip.

"You're reading?" he asks me.

"Uh yeah. It's good book," I tell him quickly. He stops in front of me and sits right next to me on the step. Now I'm really nervous.

"It would be weird if you were reading a bad book," he says. I let out a nervous laugh.

"That is very true," I tell him. He sits back on the step. "Oh I'm sorry we just left you in the kitchen."

"That's fine. I was able to eat right after I remembered who I am and where I am," he says. Again a nervous laugh.

"Really sorry about that," I mutter. He peeks over my shoulder at the book and sits back again.

"Don't mind me. Go ahead and read," he tells me. I nod and continue to read. But how can I read with him right next to me? He's a huge distraction. The hugest distraction. As I look at the page I can feel his eyes on me. At first I think I'm just paranoid. I just wish his eyes were on me. But I slightly move my eyes to look at him and I was right he's staring right at me.

"Stop staring at me!" I tell him and cover my face.

"I'm not staring I'm admiring," Wally tells me.

"You're admiring me?" I ask him slowly removing my hands.

"I-,"

"Admire this!" Dick shouts and he punches Wally in the face. Where did he even come from?

"Ow!" Wally howls and falls back. "What was that for?"

"We're supposed to go out. Come on let's go," Dick tells him.

"Where are you going?" I ask them.

"Out," Dick replies.

"Can't I stay home?" Wally asks.

"Why would you want to do that?" Dick asks. Wally sits up and stares at Dick.

"Because I was knocked out! I need some rest."

"You were resting while you were out. Now let's go," Dick says.

"Why can't he just stay here?" I ask him. Dick glares at me.

"He's my friend Tim. Not yours." With that he tugs on Wally's arm and they both leave the house together.

Wally and Dick didn't come back until the next morning. Where could they have been for so long? I just know Dick was trying really hard to keep Wally away from me but I didn't know for how long. I can hear Wally in the next room throwing his things around. I smile as I imagine him ripping his clothes off and tossing it across the room.

Gosh I'm such a pervert. I roll over in bed wondering what he's doing right now and if he's thinking about me.

'I'm not staring I'm admiring' the words go through my head like wild fire getting louder and louder each time I hear it. Then I hear a thud on the wall between mine and Wally's room. Then another. Then it's in rhythmic knocks. Okay it's obvious he's deliberately doing it so I knock back. Just once.

Another rhythm of knocking and I decide to reply with rhythmic knocking as well. His knocks get softer but not shorter and mine the same. I smile. We're communicating through the walls. I wanted to ask him if he wanted to sleep since he just got home. Or if he wanted to come over. But there's no way I can do either of those. 1 since it's through the wall and 2 the minute I open my mouth Dick might appear. He's been very on point when it comes to disturbing us lately.

Then Wally sent three knocks then two then one. The last one faint and barely even there. And I knew right away that meant he was going to sleep.

"Good night," I whisper. I hug my pillow and go back to sleep myself.

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