Hey! Yes, I'm updating again because I'm so inspired these days! Anyway, as you can see, I changed the name of the story to "The Baby Wonder". Fits better!

III.- Exhaling

Dick sat in silence. He had put the rails of his crib down, allowing Wally to sit next to him. Dick cried, feeling like his world was just ending. His best friend was there, watching him in such a babyish attire, behavior and environment. Dick knew Wally probably thought he was a freak that deserved to die, or being incarcerated, or thrown into a mental hospital. Dick couldn't understand why it was hurting so much. He knew this whole baby thing would blow up on his face one day.

The day had come.

The young black haired teenager cried so hard, and Wally said nothing. The speedster didn't know what to say. He just stayed there, waiting for Dick to stop crying. Once the cries softened, Wally put a hand on his best friend's shoulders and forced him to look at him in the eyes. "Dick, it's okay. I… I can't pretend I understand but… I want you to know that I love you the same, okay?"

Dick sniffed, looking down. "You don't hate me? You don't think I'm a crazy freak?"

Wally shook his head. "Of course not. You're the same guy I love like a brother. So, talk to me. Let me in. Let me help you."

Dick nodded, and wiped his nose.

Wally pulled him into a hug, and rubbed his back lovingly. "Listen, no matter what. I'm with you. You mean a lot to me, Dick. More than you can ever imagine."

Dick hugged back and buried his head on Wally chest, nodding slowly. "Thank you, Wally. I love you too, so very, very much!"

They embraced for a little, before Dick pulled back. His diaper crinkled as he moved, but Wally tried not to pay much heed to it.

"So, tell me, how long has this been going on?" asked Wally, softly.

Dick took a deep breath. "Ever since I was… very young. Back in the circus. Is really weird, because even though I love being a trapeze artist, I also longed back to… just… be a baby again. After my family died, and Bruce took me in… those feelings intensified. I was so convinced that I wanted to be put in diapers and be cared for again, even if it was just a minute."

Wally nodded, trying to understand.

Dick continued. "When I turned 13, I bought some baby diapers on the store. I hid them and wore them. The first time I put one on… well, everything just felt right. It felt like it was my desire fulfilled. I kept wearing them in secret, until Bruce and Alfred found out. You know, Batman, World's Greatest Detective. I was so scared. I thought he would kick me out, but he didn't. He made me talk about it. And he understood. He got me… all this."

Then the boy showed all the baby stuff in the nursery.

Dick sighed. "He got me diapers that actually fit me, and everything I would need to baby out when I needed to…"

Wally looked around, trying to process everything. "Wow, that's quite a story, Dick. I didn't expect it. Not from you. But that doesn't mean it's wrong. I mean, it's what you want and it helps you. You don't hurt anyone. I'm cool with it, bro. I really am."

Dick looked at him, his eyes sparkling. "You are?"

"Yeah, of course," said Wally with a smile. "I wouldn't be much of a best friend if I wasn't. So, tell me… what do you like to do when you… uhh… baby out."

The boy blushed. "Well, I like to wear diapers. That's a given. I like to suck my thumb or pacifiers. I like to play with baby toys and sleep in my crib. I, uh, like drinking milk from baby bottles. Strawberry milk. I'm pretty much into all the baby stuff…"

Wally nodded thoughtfully. "So, do you… uh… use… the diapers? You know, to what they're meant for."

Dick was now scarlet. "Yeah. I love wetting them… it feels nice. And, I… oh, crud… I can't believe I'm admitting this. Yeah, I like to go… number two on them… sometimes…"

Wally made a face, but didn't say anything. "Wow. That's intense."

Dick sighed, and then he started talking mostly to himself. "I wish… I wish someone would be my caregiver. I… Bruce doesn't get involved. He's Batman. Not much emotion there so it gets lonely sometimes. I wish there was someone to diaper me, change me, feed me… care for me as if I was their baby… I know it's messed up."

The speedster looked at Dick for a moment. "I guess it makes sense."

Dick took a deep breath. "Thank you so much, Wally. For loving me, and understanding me…"

Wally put an arm around Dick's shoulders. "Trust me, I've seen my share of evil. This ain't it. You're still you, and I still care for you. I still want you to be happy. If this makes you happy, then be it."

The acrobat smiled.

They stayed in silence for a moment. After a minute or so, Wally smirked. "Soooo… I think you should change. Your smell a lot like pee!"

Dick smirked. "Wally!"

"Hey, what kind of best friend would I be if I let you get a diaper rash?" said Wally, laughing a little.

Dick and Wally looked at each other, blue eyes vs green eyes. It was as if they were looking at each other for the first time.

The younger boy excused himself to change his diaper, leaving Wally thinking.

The speedster was wondering about how to make Dick feel better. And then it hit him. Wally loved Dick very much, and would do anything to make the other boy happy. That's what friendship means. So that's why Wally was going to try to fulfill Dick's wishes to be cared for and babied. Wally was going to be his caregiver. It was going to be weird at first for both of them.

But Wally knew Dick needed this. So he was going to do it for him.

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