Let's just say I suddenly got a life O.O
Wally witnessed the blond boy produce in tears and rest on his chest. Hearing the boy's cries broke his heart. He felt more than simply guilty for hurting the boy. But the boy really overthrew him with the whole "wanting sex" thing.
He owned Alex at least some time to calm down, and cry out on his shoulders. The boy sounded so heartbroken.
The tears has died down when minutes past. But he still held the speedster tight and he started to feel a bit unsure. Should he hold the boy longer, or did he just needed someone telling him that it was okay now?
He decided to go half way. He held him with one arm and stretched with the other for the remote on his bed. He could reach it with an inch to spare and pulled it toward himself, not moving to much around the boy in his arms.
"How about some TV?" the redhead asked, turning on the not too big screen.
Wally watched how two teary eyes popped up, looking him deeply in his green eyes. "You're not angry with me?"
The speedster smiled a silly but reassuring smile. "Of course not," he loosen his arms a bit. Not completely leaving the teen but showing him that he was free to go. "I was just… startled by you. Just don't do that again, okay?"
Dick nodded and shifted a bit and leaned against the older teen to watch the TV. He could feel a warm and fuzzy feeling rise inside him as he laid his head on his best friends shoulder. His cheeks started to burn and his heart pounded loudly. Thinking about it, Wally was really great, and even a simple thought about the stunning red-haired speedster caused his stomach to be filled with butterflies. Was he actually falling for his best friend?
How could this be happening. It was only a lie to get rid of the suspicions about his ID but now, right now, his heart was running wild and a deep longing enlightened inside of his chest. He was in love. He actually fell in love with Wally. How did that happen!?
"Alex?" the blonde teen looked up, feeling his heart skip a beat on his name spoken by the older teen.
"Yes?" why did it sounded like he was breathless when he answered?
"Do you see what I see?" Wally sounded shocked as his words fell heavy.
"What?" the ex-hero was first a bit confused but as he followed the unbreakable gaze toward the TV he copied the wide eyes of his crush rather quickly. "What?" he repeated, this time in shock.
The screen showed a town what looked like a warzone. The male reporter looked anxiously around him as he kept on telling about the insane criminals who escaped Arkham Asylum. A few cars on the back were on fire and a few people were fleeing through the shadows.
"The Joker has declared Gotham as his and his man are running wild and their vandalism is seen throughout the city. His right-hand known as Harley Quinn has escaped Arkham Asylum and is helping him," the man explained. "Though this is not only caused by them," the man pointed at his surroundings. "This is the result of a full out gang war between both the Joker as Two-Face. The Penguin, Zsasz, Potion Ivy, the Riddler and Scarecrow are also spotted in the city, guilty of extreme vandalism. Gotham is officially declared to be a disaster area and all citizens are advised to leave the city at once."
"Mike," Alex rose from his comfortable position. "Mike is still in Gotham!"
"Who's Mike?" Wally asked, turning the TV on mute as the news went on to other stories.
"He's the man helping me. He took care of me and still is. He often made sure I wouldn't freeze to death," the boy slowly started to panic. "What if he's killed? I've no one left to protect me."
"Don't worry your pretty head," the red head said jokingly but noticed the teen wasn't even reacting on the flirty commend and was only watching the TV with a huge amount of worry seeping through his whole expression. He was even biting his nail. He hadn't seen Alex for a boy who did that, he must be really in distress.
"I told you not to worry," the speedster laid a heavy hand on Dick's head, causing him to break his worried gaze to the television. "I'll run you there and we can look him up. He's not a big guy anyway so it's not like they would take him for ransom, no would they?"
The blond boy bit his lips. "But it's dangerous there."
"Hey," The teen hero shouted. "I'm Kid Flash, remember? The Kid Flash! I can handle some!"
Alex's expression completely flipped over as his worried glance turned into a wide and wicked smile. "You're my hero!" the blond teen jumped the speedster and held him tightly in a bro hug.
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The second time, riding on the back of a speedster, was less uncomfortable than he had figured. He was too shocked the first time to realize a thing and watch the cities pass by like lightning. It had its beauties, seeing things for less than a second. It was too short to see any flaws but not fast enough to miss the sight of the places they crossed.
Maybe his newly gained crush helped easing out the long run. He really enjoyed holding the teen this tight, feeling a pair of hands holding him just as tight. It made him feel save and most of all important. Wally didn't let him hang carelessly at his back. He held him firmly, making sure he could not slip away.
Alex snickered. Was he truly this stupid? Wally didn't like him. He was just a mistake, a person who he thought to be his missing friend. How much he would do to be that missing friend. He could receive all the love the speedster contained to search for him like this. To bring a person with a familiar voice all the way to Central City, only to make sure he wasn't mistaking.
"You're enjoying yourself, back there?" the redhead asked, looking over his shoulder. Unable to find the sarcastic sound in the laugh of his friend, because of the wind blowing loudly in his ears. He really missed his costume at moments like this.
"Y-yeah," the boy lied. That wasn't the reason he laughed. It was because he realized how stupid he was. "We should totally do this more often!"
An abrupt stop made Dick's head and some of his weigh shoot forward, causing Kid Flash almost to lose his balance and held a wall to not fall down.
"Not used to this, I see," Alex laughed as he slipped off of his friends back. "You may practice with me," the added with a wink.
Wally let a nervous laugh escape. "Yeah, I don't often carry people around," he scratched the back of his head. "But I wouldn't mind hanging with you a bit more. You have a phone?" the speedster held up his hand, ready to receive the asked device.
"I err, I forgot it when I ran away from home. I had to hurry. So no, I don't have a phone," the boy explained, cursing himself for never buying one. "But I'll be around here more than often. Look me up whenever you get bored. Promised?"
"Promised," Wally smiled. "Now, let's search for Mike," the hero said as he started to walk down the road. "The streets look fine to me, here."
"This is not really a rich neighborhood. So there isn't much for them to get here. There are no banks or rich people to bring down. This neighborhood has no influence on its surroundings what makes its useless for a gang war. It'll turn to the winning side anyway," Alex thought out loud as he walked down a street and a following alley. "That would explain the state of this part of the city"
"Then, were does that Mike of yours live?" Wally asked, looking around him at the empty and dirty streets. "Does he lives in one of those apartments?" the boy pointed at the window which was on the side of the alley they just entered.
"Nope, we live here," the younger teen gestured to the street. He grabbed Wally's hand and dragged him to an even smaller alley on the end of the one they were in. "Look, I sleep here," he pointed at the matrass, blanked and pillow. There were a few cardboard boxes around it and a big sport bag.
"You live here?" the ginger asked, shocked. "But it's winter! You'll freeze to death!"
The prostitute laughed. "That won't happen so fast. Plus Mike takes care of me," he sat down at his bed and opened his bag. He took out a bottle and passed it to Wally. "Here, have a drink."
Wally sat down beside his new friend and took a sip, only to spit it out in less than a second, not hesitating to use his super speed to get rid of the liquid. "Alex, this is alcohol!" the older teen shouted.
"Yes, it is," Alex took the bottle back and took a big gulp. "And don't waste it. It's not cheap you know!"
"Don't drink that!" the speedster snatched the liquor out of his hands. "That's against the law! You're not eighteen!"
The fake blonde's eyes narrowed first but then softened. "But I drink that to warm up," the teen pouted, semiserious. "It can get really cold out here."
"Can't you just buy another hot cocoa to warm up?" the ginger asked while examining the bottle.
"No, that doesn't work that good," Dick reached out for the bottle but Wally kept it away from him. "Give it back!"
"Alex, I'm serious. This is strong stuff," Wally turned to the still pouting boy.
"Fine," the young teen puffed his cheeks. "Keep it! I'll just buy a new one."
"Alex!" the redhead turned further toward the blonde but before he could shout anything else he found two warm lips on his. Stunned by the sudden action he didn't realize that the bottle was taken out of his hands.
The blond teen released the speedster with a blush burning on his cheeks and a delighted smile curling his lips.
Wally was about to scold the boy about those damn surprise acts until he noticed the bottle in Alex's hand, hiding it behind his back. His mouth opened, ready to rant but after a sharp intake of breath he closed his mouth again and let a sight escape between his mostly closed lips.
Alex caught the mood coming from his crush and sighed to. He rose and despite the wondering look he gained he proceeded to sit down behind the speedster and placed his back against that of older teen. "I'm not that guy," the boy said, eyes closed as he leaned into the warmth of his company. "I don't follow the law. I'm a teen prostitute. I'm frowned upon. You really think a stupid law is going to bind me, when it's me against the world however I turn it?"
There was a silence.
"Can you understand this?"
Again a silence but before Robin could even considered to comment again he heard the speedster draw a breath to talk.
"You're right. You're not that guy."
Cold shivers suddenly run down Dick's back. What was that? Why did the speedster's words give him this feeling. A feeling of a cold shower?
"And the thing is," the redhead started unsure. "I think I understand. I think I get how you think. How you do everything to escape a live, and with that have to fight for a way to live that life."
The blonde teen just listen to the ginger talk, until the older teen moved away and he turned his torso to look at the red-haired teen, green meeting brown. "This must have been hard for you."
That stung!
The boy looked away, face painful. "It actually came rather easy on me," the teen said, looking completely away, as if denying the existence of his crush. He chuckled to himself in a contemptuous way. "Guess I was a slut to begin with."
A warm hand carefully grabbed his and as he looked up he saw Wally so close to him. He scanned the gingers body just a second with his eyes, feeling his own body warm up.
He was so close to him!
Again his eyes trailed down but stopped at the place where the teens member was located and felt his own grow as he thought of the meat hiding away behind the trouser. He quickly looked up, knowing that staring at it wouldn't help at all.
And now looking up, he could see the other teen had noticed his stare. Oh god! This wasn't helping at all! The situation slowly started to turn awkward but a voice broke the long lasting silence.
"Alex," the two teens looked up to find Mike standing in the end of the alley. "Where have you been?"
Alex rose, seeing this as the perfect opportunity to escape the growing awkward feeling what had appeared between him and his crush. "I, uhm, met this guy, named Wally. We kinda were hanging around," The teen answered semi honest.
The dark haired man let a small sight escape. "I'm glad you're okay," the man approached the teen suddenly placing his lips upon Dick's. A hand roamed up on the young prostitute's body, up to his head, ending it's trail into a sensual hold.
Alex could hear a soft whisper as their lips disconnected. "Don't fall in love," and reacted a bit bedazzled on that, but soon a louder voice followed. "I was afraid those nutcases got their hands on you."
Wally watched with wide eyes how those hands kept on roaming Alex body as if it were their own territory, feeling no shame in feeling the teen in such way while somebody's eyes could see. It felt all together wrong to watch this, to not stop this and his heart skipped a beat when he saw one hand disappear into the boys pants. The small gasp made by the blonde teen unsettles the speedster and the way he eyes half lidded stared at the hand in his pants made Wally feel like he was suffocating.
The young hero jumped up as Mike placed his lips on those of the younger boy. He couldn't take any more. This had either to stop, or he had to leave!
"Well, you're both okay, so I guess I'll leave the two of you alone now," the speedster said loudly, as he scratched the back of his head, while trying to sneak away.
"Wait," Alex wanted to move toward the ginger but was awkwardly stopped by the hand in his pants what didn't left it, denying him room to move. A hot blush rushed over to the prostitute's face as he noticed how the hand of his "protector" was still in his pants and how Wally watch the scene with horror in his eyes. His hands shot down, covering his crotch, hoping the hero wouldn't look.
Before any of the two teens could say a word, saw Mike his change and squeezed delightfully but firmly the meat in his hand, causing the younger teen to squeal a moan of familiar pleasure. But as he opened his eyes, realizing what he just did, he saw Wally run of. "Wally!" but the redhead didn't respond or return.
Alex felt a body wrap around him and heard a sticky like voice talk into the concha of his ear. "You better don't fall in love, unless you want to end up like a cheap slut and most likely heartbroken."
-\Day fifty six 4PM/-
A week has passed and still no result has come up. The speedster had searched everywhere and had to avoid being caught into a gang war at the same time. It had tired him badly and the streets of Gotham was something he couldn't see right now.
He really had thought he found Robin that day, but found Alex instead. Now, seven days later, he couldn't take it anymore! He needed rest, he needed some fun and most of all, he needed distraction from his misery.
So what better place to go than to mount justice and hang with the friends which he didn't need to search for.
The team had received only a few missions since Batman's ID was compromised and those missions where clearly devised to distract them from either, the disaster going on in Gotham or their attempts to look for Robin.
So now arriving at Mouth Justice made the boy notice the grim atmosphere he wasn't looking for at all. "Hi guys," the boy shouted, ignoring the irritated faces his team wore. "What's up?"
"Wally," Megan exclaimed happy and in relieve at the same time. "You're okay!"
"We're glad to see you again," the Atlantean wore now a smile too.
"You found Robin?"
The question asked by the blonde archer was clearly not a welcome one as the boy's silly smile was replaced by a deep furrowed brow. "No, I haven't, so I came here to get my thoughts off it for a moment. You guys have been on to something awesome?"
A grunt of Superboy told him enough, but it was the Martian talking for the Kryptonian. "We are all a bit irritated because we got an "keep them busy" mission, again."
"Ever since Batman is gone it feels like nobody is taking us serious anymore!" the archer explained. "Even though Batman could be such a dark and moody personality, he did trust us. And now he's gone, we'll only get missions so we can't go out to Gotham to either find Robin or stop the gang wars. We were so worried about both of you," Artemis explained but looked away with a slight blush as she noticed what she just said about the speedster.
"We'll I'm fine," the redhead said. "But I'm not sure about Robin. Now those criminals aren't only after him, but also destroying the city, claiming it as theirs."
The team sighed in union. Why couldn't they just find Robin, take him home and beat the criminals destroying the city. Than everything would be normal again.
"Wally, do you know why only Superman is in Gotham?" Kaldur asked the speedster after a silence.
"No. He is?" The speedster asked surprised. "I thought that no metas were allowed in Gotham."
"Well, you're one too, right?" Artemis commented.
"Yeah, but I'm was already breaking the rules by going after Robin anyways," the ginger spat back. "Wait, could it be he's looking for Robin too?" Wally sounded suddenly a lot more happy.
"Could be," Kaldur answered. "He's barely stopping for the gang wars, but he does help people out so now and then," the Atlantean hummed. "It's just very odd."
"It could be that he's searching for Robin, and there for not stopping the gang wars because that would completely distract him from his mission," Wally sounded a bit too happy for Kaldur's liking.
"We can't be sure, unless we ask him," the dark skinned teen commented, hoping to keep the hopes a bit down from the speedster.
"I'll ask him when I'm back in Gotham, but for now, let's hang around Mouth Justice and have some fun!" the ginger said as he speeded off to the kitchen for a well-deserved snack.
The team smiled, feeling happy their silly team member had once again reunited with them for now.
I'm sorry I didn't update for such a long time! It's just that life somehow asked all my time D:
Because this wasn't the most longest chapter I've made, here's a little hint of what will happen next chapter: Drugs! :O
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Ps. I wonder if you guys get what's going on with Alex and Dick. A dropped a few hint (pretty obvious to me but hey, I can't really keep an honest view on how obvious they're actually are)