Taste
O.K. It's official.
I have a crush on my best friend.
Scratch that.
I am in LOVE with my BEST FRIEND.
Why don't I feel better about it? Let's count the ways:
He is straight.
He has the hots for M'gann, who in turn approves of this... realization.
He is straight.
I am sure he doesn't like me back.
HE IS STRAIGHT!
Ever since I practically moaned in pleasure for being so close to him, I feel like I have to avoid him. But, then again, HE has to make that hard. Really, really hard. And M'gann isn't helping. Every chance she gets, she will put me in an awkward silence with... Wally, and I CAN'T EVEN SAY HIS NAME WITHOUT REMEMBERING THAT DAY! This is my worst nightmare. Forget Joker. He has NOTHING on THIS!
"Any reason why you're staring randomly at a wall instead of helping us? Last I remember this was YOUR idea, so stop staring at the wall, and HELP!" Artemis barked in my ear. Wincing from her last screech, I finally take in my surroundings.
Conner was bringing in a Christmas tree (that he got from the forest) with the help of Kaldur, I remembered that Megan was making Christmas food, and I was helping Artemis put up decorations. Right now, we were just hanging up tinsel across the wall of the training room. I guess she was waiting for me to give her some of the furry things, and I blanked out.
"Sorry! Just... got a lot on my mind," I say lamely. "So, are we almost done?"
"Sure, and sorry for yelling. The holidays always got on my mood, especially when it's a first for some people," she said, grinning and grabbing some tinsel I handed to her. "So, still freaking out about Wally?"
"WHAT? I mean, w-why would I be f-freaking about W-... Wally?" stuttering, I go wide-eyed, mentally slapping myself just thinking about what Batman would do if he heard me now.
"Well, ever since the crepes thing- I found out through Megan, you know-, I've been watching how you reacted around Wally, and occasionally helped out. You haven't noticed how whenever you get in a fight with him, I'm always the one to back you up?" she said, smirking at me. I just glared through my glasses.
"So? It doesn't help since he is completely straight," I seethe.
"Or maybe it does; you just haven't noticed yet," she smirked again, and winked for effect. I grumble in return, and don't hide my displeasure. Then she pulls me into a hug.
"If you need someone to talk to, you know you can talk to me," she finished, pulling back and smiling. I hesitantly smile back, until I hear a certain someone come in.
"Am I interrupting something here?" Wally asked. Artemis and I turned and saw him. I'm guessing he's trying to look like he were joking, but I know him better. He's guarding something, but right now I'm too busy worrying if I'm dressed right.
"Oh, nothing, Baywatch, just giving Robin some advice. You jealous he didn't go to you?" Artemis said, glancing back and pulling me into a side hug. I try to whisper, asking what she's doing, but then Wally walks up looking a bit angry and distraught, heavy on the dis. So, I slide out under Artemis's arm, and start walking backwards towards the den.
"Yeah, you smell that? I think Miss M just finished cooking. I'll go ahead and tell her we're coming, 'kay?" I say pretty fast, pointing behind me and then turning around and speed walking. I'm finally in the kitchen, when Megan calls me over.
"Oh, hey Robin! Do you mind helping me? I just want to make sure the frosting is on right," she said, looking back towards her creations.
"Uh, sure," I say heading over. Her gingerbread cookies look great. "They look great, Megan."
Do you want to talk, Robin? I hope nothing went wrong, she asks mentally. I sigh, relieved that not even Superman could hear this conversation.
Thanks, M'gann. Everything's fine, except for the fact that WALLY IS GOING TO MAKE ME EXPLODE!I say, mentally grabbing my head as a headache came and went.
Don't worry, Robin, I'm sure that Wally won't hurt you, she said, looking generally concerned and putting an arm on my right shoulder. I shook my head, explaining the expression.
Oohh, that's why they say that in the T.V. shows I watch, she said looking relieved. I'm about to question her taste in shows, when a major problem came in with Artemis.
"WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU TWO WERE TALKING ABOUT!" Wally yelled. Artemis, smugly sitting on the couch next to Kaldur, who was reading a book, didn't answer for about 3 seconds.
"That is something personal between Robs and I. Don't friends usually keep small secrets from each other, Wally?" she replied. Wally just slumped and blushed, and I wondered what secrets she was talking about, since she obviously said like she knew. When I'm about to shrivel and die, Megan saves me from Hell.
"So Wally, what did you bring? You said that it was going to take you all day to find it perfectly," she said. Remembering the mental connection, I thanked her. Wally looked at her weirdly, and then smiled.
"I almost forgot! Thanks, beautiful," he said winking. I growled softly, and Megan just smiled back.
Don't worry Robin, I'm sure he doesn't mean it, she said reassuringly while walking out of the kitchen. I follow her to the back of the couch.
I'm pretty sure he means it, Miss M. Can we stop the mental connection? I really don't want to be spacing again like I have all week, I say, glancing at her briefly before listening to Wally. She nods indiscreetly.
"It's off, Robin," she whispers behind me before sitting next to Superboy on the other couch, this time not facing the T.V. I nod, making sure nobody heard her or saw what happened. Pretty much everybody was looking at Wally.
"As I remember, Megan and Robin wanted to celebrate as many traditions as we can about Christmas," signaling M'gann and I when he said our names. How he can change from frustrated to excited, I'll never now. "So, I got what I'm pretty sure everybody forgot," and pulled out something from his back right pocket, which was...
Mistletoe.
He had to bring mistletoe.
That is one of the worst things EVER to me. It's like a demon, waiting to hurt someone. I should know, back in the circus, at a Christmas party, Mom was under the mistletoe, not knowing it was there, when one of the strongmen (who were drunk) grabbed her and kissed her. My father gently ripped him off her, and pulled him outside the tent. The strongman woke up with many fractured bones, a sore jaw, bloody nose, etc.
So basically, that's why I hate mistletoe. It causes people to do bad things.
"This took all day to find, and cost me a lot, so we better use it," he said, glancing back at Conner and M'gann. He understands that their dating, so he's lowered the volume to his flirting, but he's still flirting.
"Do we have to use? I mean, can't you just return it?" I speak up, really worried about this. Wally might get hurt if he kisses Miss M. Or worse, Artemis. Oh great, now I'm worrying about him.
"No, I can't return it, we have to use it, and are you feeling chicken?" he finished, grinning and making chicken sounds for effect. I shake my head rapidly.
"No! I mean, if Batman gets mad, we could all get in trouble," I offered.
"Well, there is that, Baywatch," Artemis said, standing up and putting her hands on her hips for emphasis.
"I agree as well, if Batman gets angry, it will bring major consequences," Kaldur said, speaking up from reading his book. I am so relieved Artemis has my back on this. Otherwise, Kaldur may not have spoken up.
"Relax, he won't get mad. I talked to the Flash first, and he said he would talk to Batman. No worries," he said, grinning like a mad man and plopping on the couch.
"Wow, Flash Boy thought about it first. Sorry Rob, we're going to have to do this," Artemis said, looking genuinely sorry and sitting on the other side of Kaldur. Wally pretty much ignored the mean comment, settling to just stick her tongue out at her.
Kaldur sighs. "If Batman gets angry, the problem will fall to you," he said looking at Wally, who was on his left.
"I know, I know, but hey! I'm pretty sure he will be fine," he said, getting comfortable and putting his arms behind his head. I really wish he wasn't so... Wally, right now.
"So, Megan, you think the gingerbread men are ready?" I say, raising an eyebrow and pointing to the kitchen.
"Oh, right! Thanks Robin! And just in time too!" she said gratefully. When she pulled them out of the oven, everyone sighed.
"Wow, Miss M, they look and smell great!" Wally said enthusiastically, speeding to the kitchen. Reluctantly, I follow because the cookies do smell great.
"I know! And I didn't even burn any of them!" M'gann said happily. Wally moved to get one, but Megan just moved the pan away.
"Here Robin, you can have one. Wally, you can't, because then you end up finishing them before anybody gets a cookie," she said, moving the pan telepathically to the den. Everyone got one, except for Wally.
"Aww, man!" he groaned. I laughed my signature cackle, and grinned at him.
"Maybe if you weren't such a pig, you could get some," I say, triumphantly biting into my cookie and mentally patting myself on the back while I move back to the den. He follows.
"You do know that somebody could understand that last thing wrong, right?" he said grinning. I didn't understand what he meant, but then-
"AAWW, DUDE! Really? I'm THIRTEEN!" I said, coughing out my cookie and blushing furiously. He started laughing like crazy; reminding me of one of the things I love about him.
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Later, Batman called me, saying that we had work to do in Gotham. I promised the team that I would be back as soon as I can. Everyone looked mildly sad, Wally especially down, but reluctantly agreed.
A few hours later, I just came back from having to team up with Superman of all people (everyone in Young Justice pretty much hates him for treating Conner so poorly) because Penguin decided to drop in on Metropolis. I was so sore, but it went pretty well overall. And then I had to go the Christmas Gala Bruce Wayne hosts every year. I decided to leave the tux on, seeing as no one was awake.
"So not feeling the aster right now," I grumbled, walking into the kitchen. I was just going to get some warm eggnog and gingerbread cookies, and then go to sleep.
"I know right?"
"GAAHH! WALLY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I yelled, surprised that he is up and not asleep.
"SSHH! Don't yell. People are sleeping, y'know," Wally said, regaining position on the couch.
"You haven't answered my question. What are you doing up, and how would you know?" I say angrily, so not wanting to deal with him right now and going to the refrigerator. But of course he kept persisting. Getting off the couch, he followed me to the kitchen.
"I decided to crash here after the Christmas party Aunt Iris hosted. Did you know that eggnog has a serious effect on some of the greatest people?" he said, jumping to sit on the counter. After getting cookies and milk, I joined him.
"Oh yeah, mostly because Dick Grayson just had to go to Bruce Wayne's party. And before that, we had to deal with Penguin in Metropolis," I said, a bit grumpy from not getting sleep. And of course, Wally was here, with everything he is, it's a wonder I don't pass out now. "Did you watch from the video feed?" I asked, drinking some milk and offering a cookie. He grabbed one, and jumped down.
"Yeah, looks like you were pretty angry there, birdie. Mind telling me what's wrong?" he said, biting into his cookie. I growled.
"Of course I was angry. Penguin pretty much ruined my entire Christmas," I said, finishing my cookies and putting them in the sink next to me. Wally thought for a little, then grabbed me by the arms and pulled me off the counter.
"Well, looks like it's my job to fix that. Want to do something?" Wally said, taking his arms off me. I miss the warmth from his hands briefly, and how strong they were.
"Naah, I just want to sleep," I say, moving to go past him. But he stops me.
"Nope! You are going to have a great Christmas, and it's my job to do that," he said, with that cute little glint in his eyes.
"How could I say no?" I say sarcastically, though meaning it a lot. He grabbed my hands and pulled me towards his room. Once we got there, he opened his closet.
"Wow," was all I could say. He had all sorts of things to prank with inside the closet, from toilet paper to water guns.
"Well, with my weapons, and your master planning, I think we could make a good Christmas morning," he said confidently. "But only if you do one thing for me when we finish."
Curiously, I ask, "Like what?"
"You'll find out at the end," he said smugly. Picking up a water gun, Wally said, "So, ready to play some holiday pranks?"
There was only one thing I could say.
"Let's do it."
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"Dude, this is going to be awesome!" Wally said. It was 5 A.M., and we were still up, sitting on the couch and waiting for sleep to get us.
"I know. It is going to be asterous," I said grinning. I had never had this much fun with him since we were on a full job and all. "I can't wait for them to get up."
Wally was silent for a minute, but then asked me, "Dude, you know how you promised me you would do something for me?"
"Sure, what is it? I already have my glasses off, if you haven't noticed," I say chuckling, nudging him in the arm.
"No, I know that but," he stopped, looking nervous, "promise you won't kill me," he said seriously, looking at me in the eyes. I could lose myself in those eyes, but right now Wally wanted something.
"Of course not, you're my best friend," I say, ignoring the hurt I felt when I said that. "Who would I have to joke with?" I say, trying (and probably failing) to chuckle.
"Would you stand up?" he said, standing up. Suddenly I feel very much in the dark.
"Why?" I say, standing up anyways. I trust him, but I'm still curious.
"Close your eyes," he asked. I looked at him skeptically. "Come on dude, just this once."
"All right, but you are NOT going to do anything to me right?" I say, closing my eyes. Though I can't see him, I know he hesitates.
"I'll do something, but I hope you won't hate me for it," he said in a rush, but softly. Before I get to question him, he does what he wanted to do.
He kissed me.
Gently, he kissed me.
Right now, my mind is turning to mush as he kisses me. It's gentle and sweet, just right for a first kiss (not like I'm telling him that). Slowly I respond. By closing my eyes as well. And kissing him back.
Right now, my mind is mush, also because many important things are going through my mind, like:
He is apparently NOT straight.
I thought he had the hots for M'gann, but it doesn't seem like it.
He is NOT straight.
If I'm not dreaming, then this shows that he likes me.
NOT STRAIGHT!
Slowly he tries to pull apart, but in my mind lapse, I roughly grabbed him by the neck and pulled him closer. I can feel that he grinned, and then he grabs me by the waist and pulls me towards him. I gasp, but don't let go.
Carefully, he sits down on the couch, pulling me on his lap. We continue from there, fiercely pushing our lips together. We start sucking on the others' lips. It feels so good; I couldn't help but moan in delight. And then, while he was sucking on my bottom lip, he poked his tongue at me, begging for entry. I hesitantly let him in, wondering what it was going to be like. And just like that I forgot everything I had ever learned in life. Because his tongue was everywhere in my mouth. Literally, he wouldn't stop moving it around and around and around. Not wanting to be bested, I kind of poke my own tongue at him. Once I gained control, I forcefully tasted everything in his mouth. It tasted like heaven. Wally moaned, and pushed onto the couch. Lying down, he knelt over me, not stopping at all. He tasted so good, even if he ate everything, and I did not want to stop. Unfortunately, our lungs had to get air soon, so we pulled apart, panting. I think I panted harder, because those emerald eyes had me so entranced.
"So... I take it... you like... me..." he said, in between breaths.
"Yeah... have for... for a while... now..." I replied, just getting what he meant. We both finally calmed down enough to talk. He lied down on me, resting his head in the crook of my neck.
"I like you too, Dick," he said. I had never heard more love in my name in my life.
"So," I say, hoping for an answer, "was this the reason why you were acting so strangely?" I finished, playing with his hair.
"Yeah," he said, rubbing his thumbs on my waist, "I was kind of hoping you would get a clue."
"Well, looks like you finally won for once. Does this mean we're... y'know," I say, hoping for a good answer. He thinks, and then talks.
"Together? Yeah, if you want. Unlike most things, I want to take this slow. Because I wouldn't be able to lose you," he said, putting his forehead on my own. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, ever since we met; I wanted to be with you. But I was scared of how you would react, so I kept quiet."
"Wally, I feel the same way. Even if I didn't know it then, I felt that there was something bigger for us than just being friends. Even if I didn't know it I had always liked you the same way," I said, meaning every word of it. We both smiled, and kissed more gently this time.
"Did I ever tell you how you taste like licorice?" Wally said, still smiling and looking at my blue eyes.
"Did I ever tell you how you taste like chocolate?" I replied. We both laughed at our banter, and sat up.
"I'm guessing we should get to bed," Wally said, hoisting me up and carrying me to my room. Along the way, I started feeling drowsy and yawned. Wally yawned too, and when we got to my room, he walked me to my bed, putting me down softly. Pecking me on the lips, he said, "Goodnight, birdie."
"Don't call me that..." I said tiredly. I wouldn't let go of him, so he lay down beside me. I snuggled into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around me.
"Can't I call you that? I am your boyfriend and all," he said, equally as tired. It felt so nice that he says that, and I knew that then and there, I was going to be with him for a long time.
"Fine... but not in front of the others," I said, drifting to sleep. He chuckled, pulled me closer, and we both went to sleep.
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FLASH
"We have got to get that camera away from Artemis."
A/n: Long chapter is long. The Conner /Superman thing? Just because Superboy DESERVES LOVE! So, I hope the kiss wasn't too bad. I was hyperventilating throughout it, but I'm still pretty new to this so... PLEASE review me your thoughts, and note that in the summary, I said that there was one sense that nobody suspected... Review what you think it is. SEE YA! And Merry Christmas!