Of TV Appearances and Other Things-Oneshot

"Good afternoon, citizens of Central and beyond, I'm Iris West-Allen and right here and right now, in the Central City's museum of the arts, the adoptive son of Gotham's White Knight, Bruce Wayne's adoptive son, Richard Grayson, has been trapped inside the burning building. It has been reported that everyone else, both staff and visitors alike, have evacuated the building safely but the status of Richard is still-" The red-headed woman was interrupted by a whoosh of wind right in her face and the appearance of a bright colored streak, right where everyone to see and broadcast on the live news. Repressing a sigh, Iris instead shook her head. Trust both her husband and her nephew to always steal the show, superspeed or no superspeed.

"Don't worry folks, I've got him!" Kid Flash grinned triumphantly with a mock salute, entering the burning building in a flash of bright yellow and gold and running around until he found what- or rather who he was looking for.

"Took you long enough," Dick said as casual as ever, letting Wally scoop him up into his arms and zip out of the building in a flash. "I was beginning to think that you wouldn't be able to save me, Walls."

"I wouldn't count on it for the world, birdie," Wally replied in a semi-cooing voice at the sight of seeing his boyfriend secure in his arms and 'helpless' like that. "Now come on, the cameras are rolling. Better keep up the act now."

"Kid Flash?" Dick questioned audibly once they were outside, sounding surprised for the sake of the cameras but on the inside, he was anything but surprised. Of course he knew Wally as going to 'rescue' him from that burning building.

"OhmyGodareyouokay?Areyouhurt?Areyougonnabealright?" Kid Flash rambled off, green irises shimmering with 'concern' under his goggles but Dick knew better just from looking at the half-smirk on the idiot's face. Wally was enjoying this and Dick was so gonna get his revenge for this anytime soon (not that Wally knew, of course).

"Oh thank you so much for saving me, Kid Flash!" Dick gushed dramatically, cradling his cheeks and forcing himself not to snicker at the 'awww's' coming from most of the reporters, journalists and camera-men surrounding them. It was almost laughable at how gullible they could be. But then again, even if Wally wasn't his boyfriend, Dick (though he wouldn't say it out loud) had to admit to himself that sometimes, it was kinda fun playing the role of the spoilt rich kid. "You're my hero!"

Wally let out a barely-heard snort at the less-than-actually-grateful reply coming from his boyfriend but nevertheless smirked down at the younger teen nestled comfortably in his arms. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, you dick," he chuckled in a low voice.

"Oh shut up," Dick said tightly, but made sure to keep the smile plastered on his face. In total honesty, nothing was moe embarrassing than his current situation. If he were Robin right now, he would've gotten out of that building with utter ease. But alas, he was Richard Grayson-Wayne, the famous adoptive son of Gotham's very own Bruce Wayne, not Robin, the Boy Wonder and protégé to Batman himself.

"You know, I could just drop you onto the concrete right here and now," Warned the red-head.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't," Wally shrugged cheekily before flashing a billion dollar grin at the cameras just for the sake of the papers that'll be released tomorrow morning. "Besides, I kinda like you like this, all damsel-in-distress," he added in with a whisper, loud enough for only Dick to hear.

Dick's reply was cut off when he felt a soft, warm pair of lips connect with his and the acrobat just about melted into both the speedster's firm hold and gentle kiss.

Right now, Dick couldn't care less about the dozens of people in front of them and them getting everything on camera and broadcasting all of it on live television. No, all he cared about was Wally and just how much the taste of his lips reminded him of peppermint and pretty seashores.

So all in all, despite the lack of privacy, the smell of smoke in the air, the sounds of fire trucks and police cars blaring their sirens and the practically blinding camera flashes, it was wonderful.

BREAKLINE

"Dick," Bruce started, using his infamous 'I'm-your-adoptive-father-and-like-it-or-not-I-have-to-be-responsible-here-otherwise-Alfred-will-have-my-head-served-on-a-platter' tone of voice. "What you and him have done on TV will bite both of you back in the butt so I suggest you be careful, Dick."

Dick sighed in reply and peered at the older man with a raised eyebrow. "Are you telling me that you're worried about me ruining your image as a billionaire and good father by kissing a superhero right after he saved me from a burning building because even if I could've saved myself, I had to play the role of a helpless crying rich kid because I couldn't expose my identity as Robin? Or are you just worried about

"No, of course not, I couldn't care less about what the press has to say about you. Just as long as you're safe and not hurt in any way whatsoever, it'll all be fine with me," Bruce reassured him almost immediately. "I was referring to something much more worse than the judge-mental opinions and gossip."

"And what exactly is that?"

"Your younger brothers," Bruce said, making sure to do a quick scan of the room to make sure that neither Jason, Tim or Damian were spying on them and or listening to their conversation. "Make sure to tell Wally to be extra careful this time around. Especially if he feels something small, dangerous and angry with dark hair following him around."

-End-

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