Author: ferretgirl1124
Title: Heirlooms
Genre: Romance, Angst
Warnings/Disclaimers: I don't own them, but I do own the slight angst, the use of comic backgrounds, and the sap. Not real sap, unfortunately, but the metaphorical 'oh god get me insulin' kind. Oh, and there's some slash. Enjoy.
Pairing: SpeedyxAqualad
Rating: PG

Summary: Aqualad discovers Speedy's most revered heirloom.
A/N: Writers block. Not fun. Wrote in honor of father's day. Don't like, don't care.

There was nothing better then lying there in the afterglow, arms and legs still entwined comfortably. The redhead yawned and snuggled in closer, burying his face in the hollow of his partner's neck and smiling. His hair was wild and hanging down almost to his ears without the hair gel but, amazingly, he had discovered that there were more important things then his hair. Like, Aqualad's hair, and how it looked spread out over a pillow. Snickering to himself, Titan East's archer kissed the Atlantean's neck and smiled sleepily.

Aqualad simply continued to smile up at the ceiling contently and let one hand rub up and down Speedy's back gently. They lay in like this for a few minutes, before he finally brought up something that he had been wondering for quite a while now. "Roy?"

"Mhm."

The dark haired boy carefully readjusted the arm not rubbing his boyfriend's back until the hand lay under his head, giving him the neck support his swiftly deteriorating pillow did not, as well as a chance to think. "How long were we dating before you told me your name?"

Speedy's eyes, which had been drifting shut, now opened. "What?"

"You heard me."

Wincing, the archer pulled back from the other boy slightly and propped his elbow on the bed before leaning his head on his hand so that he had a clear view of Aqualad's face. "Two months, I think. Why?"

"Well…why didn't you want to tell me? I know you have a secret identity to protect, but we'd been on the same team for three years. Didn't you trust me?"

Roy sighed and looked away uneasily. Almost unconsciously, his free hand began to trace patterns on the other boy's chest as he talked. "Of course I did. I never would have gone out with you in the first place if I didn't. But Garth…my name's important. Telling you was like giving away a sacred family heirloom."

The comment made the Atlantean's eyebrows raise a few inches. He knew that Roy's father had died when he was three, and that the redhead simply didn't know what had happened to his mother. He also knew that family now meant the world to the archer, even if he wouldn't admit it. Still, even knowing this, it seemed strange to claim his name as an heirloom. "What…?"

Laughing curtly, Speedy looked back down at his boyfriend, a crooked smile tugging at his lips. "Did I ever tell you that I'm Roy Harper junior?"

Understanding dawned. "You mean…?"

"Yep." Sighing softly, Roy once again made himself comfortable. "My dad was Roy Harper senior. My name's all I've got left of my family."

Garth looked down at his boyfriend, wishing he had never brought it up but at the same time kind of glad he had. This was an insight into Roy's life, and he realized suddenly that if the archer ever wanted or needed a new family, he would be happy to help. And if that ever happened, maybe they could start working on their own heirlooms.