Author's Note: Song is All the Small Things by Blink 182. All song rights belong to Blink 182. All Characters belong to DC Comics.
Garth/Tempest Singing
Roy raised his eyebrows at the Atlantean as he started the music. The archer recognized the song and wondered just what Garth was trying to get at by choosing this song. "All the small things, true care, truth brings. I'll take one lift, your ride best trip." Garth looked into Roy's confused green eyes with a grin, "Always I know, you'll be at my show, watching, waiting, commiserating."
Roy glanced around the table at their friends, who were looking at him with knowing smirks, "What?"
Donna shook her head, her smile just growing, "Nothing, Speedy-o, nothing at all."
"Say it ain't so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home!" Tempest grinned and walked towards the table. He wrapped an arm around Roy's shoulders, "Late night, come home. Work sucks, I know. He left me arrows by the stairs, surprises let me know he cares!" Arsenal's eyes grew wide, his head snapping to look into purple eyes in shock. Garth walked back to the stage, leaving a furiously blushing archer at the table.
Nightwing grinned at him, "What's wrong, Arsenal?"
Wally was barely able to contain his laughter at the other redhead, "Yeah, what's wrong Roy? Did Garth bring up some…interesting memories?"
Roy glared at them, "You two shut your mouths! I don't know what you're talking about." He crossed his arms and looked away from the rest of the smirking faces at the table.
"Say it ain't so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home!"
Roy glanced over at the League tables to see Green Arrow and Aquaman looking back and forth from the stage to him with eyebrows raised. "Ugh! Jason, let me see your mask!" He reached for the red helmet only to have his hand batted away.
"No! Deal with your shame!"
Roy acted like he'd been slapped across the face, giving Jason hurt eyes before turning away and burying his head in his hands. He felt the table shift under some added weight and glanced up to see Garth sitting in front of him with a grin on his face, "Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill," Garth winked at him and made the archer blush a fierce scarlet, "The night will go on, my little windmill." Jason looked at Roy with wide eyes as Garth sang the lines to him, snickering as Garth ran his hands through Roy's red hair.
Roy was internally screaming as everyone's attention was on the two of them. He shrunk down into his chair, muttering to himself, "Enough with the fricken innuendos, jeez."
Garth leaned forward, ghosting his lips across Roy's temple so fast that only one of the Flashes would have been able to see if they had been looking. "Say it ain't so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home! Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill, the night will go on, the night will go on, my little windmill!"
The Titans table roared with cheers, whooping and hollering while Roy tried to contain his blush. The archer stood up sharply, his chair squeaking against the floor as it was pushed back, "Give me that!" He snatched the microphone from the smug Atlantean's hand before stalking to the stage.