Dick landed soundlessly on Wally's balcony with practiced ease, frowning as his gaze fell on the sliding door.

It was unlocked.

Wally never left it unlocked.

He silently slipped into the apartment and scanned the room. Everything seemed more or less the same. He felt his blood freeze in his veins when he heard the faint sound of Wally's voice.

"…affected who you are as a person"

Silence, and then..

"Hey, I'm not mad or anything, I was just wondering"

Jason's voice. Dick knitted his eyebrows together in confusion. What were they talking about?

He slowly made his way over to the source of the voices and peered into the kitchen.

He had to blink a few times to make sure what he was seeing wasn't his own mind showing him one of the last things he ever wanted to see.

Wally was pushed up against the kitchen bench, both hands gripping it tightly behind him. If that position alone didn't make him look oddly vulnerable, Jason pressing him further into the bench with his body certainly did.

Why are you just standing there? Push him off you!

But Wally didn't. He was just letting Jason get closer and closer as he talked almost too quietly for Dick to hear.

"If anything," he whispered as he leaned closer, eyes flickering down to Wally's lips, "Whatever you did, was a good thing"

What?

Jason's arm slowly slid to hold Wally's waist as he leaned even closer, his lips just about to graze the speedster's. Said speedster's reaction was unreadable, eyes wide in what seemed to be both wonder and curiosity, making no attempts to stop what was about to happen.

The unease Dick was feeling intensified tenfold when he wondered if it was because Wally maybe didn't want to stop it. Like he wanted to kiss his best friend's younger brother.

What the heck's going on?

Suddenly, both Wally and Jason snapped their heads in his direction, making Dick realize he said that last thought out loud.

He involuntarily studied both of their expressions. Wally, who never bothered to hide his emotions was staring at him like a deer in headlights, and the flush on his cheeks openly showed his embarrassment.

Even though he was professionally trained to do so, Jason wasn't bothering to hide anything in his expression either, and he didn't look happy.

Somehow that just made Dick madder. Jason had just tried to kiss Dick's childhood best friend and has the gall to glare at him because he walked in on them? What the actual hell?

"Dick?"

The acrobat's train of thought was interrupted by Wally's voice, which he noticed sounded slightly panicked.

"What are you doing here Dick?" Jason asked with, lacing his voice with annoyance. Unfortunately for him, Jason always knew how to press Dick's buttons in the worst way. Tonight especially, was no exception.

"wha-what am I doing? What the hell are you two doing?!"

And why the hell were they still pressed up against each other like that?

Apparently Wally must've been thinking the same thing, because he gently pressed his palms against Jason's chest to get him to move away. For a moment, Dick thought his successor wasn't going to let go of the speedster, but eventually Jason released Wally's waist and backed off.

Well thank God for that Dick thought. He had been seriously considering marching up to them and ripping them apart.

"We were just talking" Wally replied.

Dick snapped his gaze over to him and narrowed his eyes in skepticism. Just talking? Yeah right.

"Sure" he deadpanned.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Wally snapped back, suddenly becoming defensive.

"Who the hell talks like that? What were you going to do if I didn't just walk in on you?"

A shiver went up Dick's spine as he contemplated the answer to his own question. What would have happened if he hadn't walked in when he did? What would he have seen if he came a few moments later?

"Why do you care what we we're doing?" Jason retaliates.

"Jason, I walked in on you shoving him up against the bench and half a second away from-"

"Dick, I don't answer to Bruce and I definitely don't answer to you. And last time I checked, as one of the most powerful meta humans on the planet, West here is more than capable of taking care of himself. Who promoted you as his personal body guard?"

Wally awkwardly looked at Dick and back at Jason a few times before sighing. He couldn't even be bothered trying to figure out what the heck it was they were arguing about. His incredibly fast speedster brain was growing bored of the situation and the urge to run off and find something more interesting to do was becoming stronger.

The only reason he hadn't already done so was because he was too tired. Unlike Bats, speedsters were operational during the day and actually slept at night.

"I'm perfectly aware of his genetic status thank you very much, and for the record-"

"As adorable as this little brotherly brawl is to watch," Wall interrupted, "not all of us are nocturnal so I'm going back to bed. Don't make too much noise and close the door on your way out"

He was almost out of the room before he remembered something important.

"Jason?" he called out to get the second Robin's attention. The cold expression on his face softened when he made eye contact with Wally again. "Yeah?"

"Thanks for the Jewel"

He smiled at Jason softly, who smiled back at him in return. Not a grin, not a smirk, a soft genuine smile.

When Wally went into his room and closed the door, Dick glared at his brother, who was still staring at the door Wally had just gone through. "What is he talking about? What Jewel?"

Jason looked at him and his expression became unreadable.

"Are you even listening to yourself? You sound ridiculous"

Dick narrowed his eyes at his brother but didn't say anything.

"You know Dick, you need to relax. We were just talking about him saving me the other day. Considering what happened, it's only natural for a guy to have questions. Wouldn't you be a tad concerned if you were saved by Darkseid's Anti life equation by a fucking kiss? How does that even make sense? Plus, no mouth to mouth is supposed to feel like that"

Suppressing the urge to snarl, Dick allowed his curiosity to douse his sudden spike of resentment.

"Like what?"

Something flashed in Jason's blue green eyes

"You don't know?"

When Dick didn't answer him immediately, Jason grinned.

"This has been fun and all, but I gotta get going" He said as he walked over to the sliding door. "See ya around Dick" he saluted before heading off, leaving Dick alone with his thoughts again.

Dick awkwardly eyed the room as he slowly pulled himself towards the sliding door to leave as well, when a small black box on the coffee table caught his eye. He'd never seen that here before, and the 'Jewel' Wally and Jason had been talking about earlier was still plaguing him with questions.

He cautiously glanced at Wally's bedroom and back at the balcony sliding door to make sure he was absolutely alone, and carefully reached out for the box. It was small and light, and very expensive looking.

He examined it for a label of any kind and found a small name and logo on the back.

"Harry Winston?" he muttered under his breath. Who the heck was that?

After deciding he was done stalling, he gathered the courage to open the damn thing to see what was inside. It was an emerald. A beautiful, shiny emerald – one with a very familiar shade of green.

What the fuck? Jason gave Wally an emerald? What the heck is that supposed to even mean? Jason never gives anyone anything!

How much were these things anyways?!

Dick glanced back at Wally's room and back at the box in his hand. Its not stealing. It's investigating. He's done it a million times.

He tucks the little box in a compartment in his belt, gives Wally's bedroom door one last glance before heading back to the zeta tube.

When Dick finally got back to his apartment in Bludhaven, it was almost light out.

"Dick?"

Dick all but fell through the window as a familiar voice startled him.

"Jesus Tim, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" he laughed as he got back up.

Tim smiled sheepishly and brushed some hair off his forehead. "Sorry"

Dick smiled at that. The kid needed a haircut. Again.

"What are you doing here?"

Tim leaned back against the table he was standing next to and released a breath.

"um, I kinda wanted to ask you something? Is now a bad time?"

"No no! of course not!" Dick assured him, doubled checking that the little back box was still safe in his belt. "I might actually need your help with something too. What can I help you with?"

"Well something happened with Kon- wait, what do you need my help with?"

Dick and Tim were very close, and they frequently asked each other for assistance when they needed it. Tim was probably the closest to him out of all the Bat family members, including Barbara.

So, he had no issues in trusting his little brother to help him. He took the black box out of his belt and held it up for Tim to see. "I need to find out where this is from and how much it cost at the time it was purchased"

Tim eyed the box carefully and frowned. "Where did you get that?"

"A friend" Dick answered without hesitation. "I just wanted to get some background info on it"

Tim gave him a curious smile and a small nod. "Alright, Pass it over and let me work my magic"

Dick handed the box over to Tim and they headed to his computer. While the younger male started examining the box for himself, Dick told him he was going to quickly shower and change out of his suit.

He finally felt some tension release from his aching muscles when the hot water poured all over him. He still couldn't believe what had happened – Jason went all the way to Keystone to give Wally, Dick's best friend, some gem and a lip lock?

Jason was unpredictable, he knew that already, but this was just something else entirely.

The worst part is that this wasn't even the weirdest part, but apparently Mr Wally West has no issue by being a romantic target of the red hood – Dick's little brother.

Granted, he's not exactly little anymore, but that's not the point!

'You sound ridiculous' a voice sounding suspiciously identical to Jason's echoed in his head.

He finished the rest of his shower without much thought, seeing as his own conscious was beginning to side with Jason too and quickly shoved on some clothes that weren't skin tight like the suit he had been wearing all day.

When he went back to the office room, Tim gave him a quirked brow.

"You find anything on that yet Timmers?"

"Yeah I did actually," Tim replied holding back a smirk. "Who did you say you got this from again?"

"..Flash"

This time, Tim didn't hide the smirk. "Figured. It's interesting though, because the last person to have purchased this was Jeremy Anderson, who by the way is-"

"One of Jason's fake ID's" Dick finished. Why did he not take Tim's excessive nosiness before telling him to do this? Is he that tired he can't think straight at all?

Oh well. Cat's out of the bag now, no point in hiding it.

"Well, Wally is a really lucky guy, because this gem is actually The Rockefeller Emerald, one of the most famous emeralds in the world. It was originally a Ring, but Jason took it apart and just kept the emerald bit. Its worth at least 5.5 million these days" Tim added.

"What?! Are you serious? Wha-How the hell did Jason even afford that?"

"Dick, have you forgotten how many crime Lord's bank accounts Jason has emptied? What did you think he did with all that money?"

What in god's name was going on? What suddenly drove Jason to buy a 5.5 million dollar jewel for someone he just met? Someone who just happened to be Dick's best friend?

"You know what I find really interesting? Jason literally dated all your exes, all the serious ones anyway, and you couldn't give a crap. But now when he's suddenly interested in Wally West, all hell breaks loose? Little odd don't you think?"

Dick stares at Tim, at half of him regrets changing out of his Nightwing suit. At least that way he would have had the mask.

"I don't know what you're talking about"

Tim just laughed.

"Come on Dick, I know you. You literally stole the gift Jason gave Wally, which you should probably give back by the way, unless you're okay to explain to either of them why you stole it. You know, I never pegged you as the jealous type. Is this because you're his lightning rod or something?"

Dick's widened marginally. "How do you know about that?"

Tim just shrugged. "Bart told me"

Bart knew?

Well duh he knew, Dick reminded himself, he's like Wally's little brother. Wally would have told him.

"I'm not jealous," Dick finally answered. "I'm just concerned"

He wasn't jealous.

He wasn't.