A/N—I forgot to mention this earlier, but if anyone has any other ideas for this prompt, I will gladly accept them (no promises as to whether or not I'll write them, though). This story is only KF/Rob, but I have some KF/other ideas floating around in my head too.
No Zatanna, Rocket, Miss Martian, or Artemis in this chapter. I'm not really sure where they went; maybe a girl's night out or something…
No slash in this one, but the idea for this kinda made me tear up a little…
Team Year Two
Robin sprinted over to Kid Flash, dropping to his knees beside his best friend's prone body. Kid Flash's eyes were squeezed shut in pain as Robin pressed his gloved hands to the – ohmyGodthere'ssomuchblood! – holes in KF's chest. Robin vaguely heard Superboy and Aqualad taking down the hit man who had managed to blow three – they'resobig!Gottastopthebleeding – holes in his friend.
Robin took one of his bird-a-rangs and sliced his cape up into pieces, - gottakeeppressureonit – pressing the cloth into the wounds. He grabbed KF's hands and pressed them against one of the makeshift bandages. "Wally! Wally! Can you hear me?!"
Wally opened his eyes and stared, dazed, into Robin's eyes. "Rob? What-" Robin cut him off. "Wally, I need you to keep pressure on this." He pressed KF's hands back against the bandage – he'sstilllosingsomuchblood! Dimly, he could hear Aqualad in the background radioing the cave while Superboy restrained the gunman.
"Rob… it hurts" KF breathed. Robin shushed him, "Shh, Wally. Help's on the way. Just hang on. Help's coming." He repeated it over and over – help'scoming,he' 'scoming,he'llbeok – in his head, keeping pressure on the injuries even as his hands started cramping. He flinched when he felt Aqualad's hand on his shoulder, but he just kept babbling, half sobbing as he tried desperately to stem the tide of blood rushing out of his best friend. "Just hang in there, KF. Help's coming. Don't let go, Wally. It's gonna be alright. Wally? WALLY!"