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[But then he stretches his arms above his head—also known as the most lame way to get out of... whatever that was—and pretends like stretching was totally what he meant to do anyway. You know, like a warm-up. He doesn't want to get... an arm cramp... or something.]

Alright, come on, let's do this thing!

[He's not even going to deny why he's smiling so large, and when he ends up with his arm around Wally's waist it's obviously trying to shove him away, even as he laughs. Because this kinda thing? This makes him feel comfortable. Wally makes him feel comfortable. Which sounds really weird when he says it like that but it's the truth, okay?]

Yeah, you're right. Besides, I'm going to be better than Batman, so it's all good. Just make sure on my nights off we actually do something fun instead of...whatever it is Bruce does.

[And he's laughing again, because he can feel the little comment he leaves off, and maybe that makes him feel great. Because he knows Wally will be there for him and that makes it all worth it.]

[And the stretch thing? Totally obvious and a little awkward, but he just laughs at it again, punching Wally in the ribs playfully.] Just try and not drown, alright dude?

[Now it's business time, and Dick takes a step back, his back to the waves and he takes a quick look over his shoulder.] It's really not that hard, either. Just wait for a big wave to come by and dive with it. Kay?

Edited 2011-08-20 22:40 (UTC)

[Wow they're really close, and Dick's arm is around his waist and... he doesn't even care. Forget weird feelings, butterflies, knots, whatever. In this moment, he feels like he—they—can conquer anything. And it doesn't even matter how weird that sounds because they're best friends and that will never ever change.]

What, you mean brood? Believe me, bro, I will not let you brood.

[Oh fine, Dick punches him? HAVE A PLAYFUL SHOVE.] Oh shut up, I won't drown. [Following suit, he's pretty sure he knows what he's doing. I mean, how hard can it be.] Like that one?

[And that was pretty much a rhetorical question because Wally's already jumping at the wave. Except it's a pretty big wave and whatever he does doesn't work and it ends up sending him crashing underwater, where he involuntarily coughs and winds up with a lungful of salt water—and in his moment of panic before everything goes black, he thinks to himself, "Man I wish I were Kaldur right now." So much for not drowning, but the wave took him by surprise, honest, he's really not that stupid! Well, no, okay, maybe he is. Sometimes. Also this is just an excuse to use this icon.]

Yeah. I'm holding you to that promise, dude. So you better live up.

[And then the waves comes, and Dick has half a mind to tell him to wait for the next one but of course, he's Kid Flash and he's not going to wait for anything, so Wally's off, flipped over and pulled under by the wave and Dick might have actually made it a bit of a ways because he knew what he was doing, but when he notices a certain redhead is still missing, yeah okay he freaks a little.]

Wally? Wally, get...oh my god I'm going kill you - [And with a quick dunk under and grabbed him from under his arms Dick's pulling both of them up out of the water. If he's breathing a little hard it's totally because he just had to pull his best friend out of the water, and not because he was freaking out. Not at all.]

Dude, if I didn't know any better I'd say you didn't even know how to swim. You okay?

[Nope, sorry, he's just gonna be unconscious for a while. You know, water in his lungs and all.]

[Oh my god you're terrible. Dick pulls him out of the water but then lets go, expecting him to get his footing and stand and make some sort of remark or maybe just a hilarious face. But no. He gets nothing. Instead he sees the redhead fall right back down into the water and he's thinking ohshitohshitohshitwally and he's grabbing him again and pulling him above water.]

Wally this isn't freaking funny, stop it.

[Cue intense freak out when his bro doesn't answer, and suddenly he's in panic mode. He looks to the beach and sees that they're actually alone - while that might be fun when they're actually, you know, having fun, it's proving to be detrimental. So instead he uses his adrenaline-pumped self to haul Wally back up on the shore, pulling him just out of the water and laying him down on the sand, checking pulse and breathing because ohshit.]

I swear I'm going to murder you if this is some kind of joke. Dude. Dude come on, wake up.

Edited 2011-08-21 22:23 (UTC)

[Nope, still unconscious. At least he's not dead! But seriously, come on Dick, stop wasting time, you know what you have to do.]

[So there's a heartbeat, which is going at a kind of normal speed for a speedster, thus making Dick freak out just a bit more. But no breathing. Pulse but no breathing, okay, Bruce taught him how to deal with this. It's no big deal. Giving your bro CPR when he's about to die is totally normal. Totally. So much so that Dick doesn't even think about it. Situate the body, open the airway, chest compressions, mouth to mouth, listen. Repeat. He's not sure how long he just keeps repeating the motions until a flash of panic and Fuck why didn't you call 911 when KF coughs, and oh god, he's alive.]

[The relief that floods him at that moment is so great he can't be held responsible for what will happen for the next few moments. He can't. And it might take a minute before the fact he just gave Wally mouth to mouth sinks in.]

[and oh god, do not have an appropriate icon for this.]

[Yeah, and now Wally's just coughing. A lot. But he's okay. And sitting up, trying to breathe normally again. He's not even really sure what just happened until he sees Dick and a flood of realization washes over him and oh god—]

—I almost drowned, didn't I. [And it's not even a question because he knows and god he should really never be allowed in the ocean ever again.]

[His laugh is more relief than anything and he nods] Dude you almost died. I had to give you CPR to-

[And he stops, eyes wide, because that is the moment it finally sinks in and oh god. Oh god oh god oh god now he's turning bright red and this could seriously not be any more embarrassing]

Edited 2011-08-21 23:09 (UTC)

[But somehow I don't think Dick could possibly be redder than Wally. Because I mean, ginger. It's like, amplified. And he's just sort of staring for a moment, then looking away awkwardly, then maybe coughing a little because, yeah... this is pretty much the crowning moment of awkward.]

Oh. Uh. Thanks, man... [Very indiscreetly glancing back to Dick, who is still blushing—which almost makes him go redder, if that's even possible. His brain is pretty much reeling and he's trying not to imagine what just happened, but he's finding it very, very difficult, and then he's absentmindedly touching his lips, and he's fighting every urge to just get up and run— AND GOD, DICK, SAY SOMETHING, PLEASE.]

[This is like some sick cycle of awkward because of course seeing Wally turn bright red - and yes, much redder than Dick himself - only makes him, well, redder. So instead he averts his gaze, cause how do you look your best friend in the eye after something like that? And smiles, weakly.]

It's...no problem. None at all.

[And yeah, totally not feeling the aster. Time to get out.] So...um...yeah. We're not going to try that again. [One more laugh on the weak side and then he's standing up, just putting some distance between them, and looking down at Wally. Wally who could have just died. And he holds out his hand to help him up. Just move on, Dick. Act cool. Act like your stomach isn't twisting itself inside out.] C'mon, dude, we should probably make sure you didn't sustain any permanent brain damage.

[Okay, okay, he's got this. He's cool. Grabbing Dick's hand like nothing's wrong, like Dick hadn't basically kissed him back to life. I mean, it was just CPR, a totally normal thing—it's... not like it meant anything. So yeah, he's cool now, and back to his normal smug self.] Dude, shut up, I'm fine. [He thinks for a moment, trying to do some crazy calculation in his head.] Yeah, I think if I can still do calculus in my head, I'm good.

Edited 2011-08-22 01:14 (UTC)

[Okay, that makes him laugh. There's regular Kid Dork, who he knows and lo-is his bro. Totally his bro.]

Alright good, cause I don't want to have to explain to Kaldur why you're slower than normal. Nerd.

[And now...what do they do? Since the water is a little off-limits and all now with KF forgetting how to swim and all. No, okay, think Dick. Think because if you don't come up with an idea this is going to get awkward all over again...]

Edited 2011-08-22 01:24 (UTC)

[Playfully elbowing Dick in the side.] Dick.

[Yep, that just came out of his mouth and he doesn't even realize that's the first time he's said it out loud and that the first time he ever said it it was an insult. A playful insult, but an insult nonetheless. And he just looks totally unfazed like he'd said "jerk" instead.]

[Laughs, elbowing back just as playfully, narrowing his eyes at the name but smiling none the less. If anyone else was around, he migght get mad. He might be worried that his name would get passed around and Batman would find out he told Wally, which he wasn't supposed to, and they both would get in trouble.]

[But maybe he likes the sound of it coming from his best friend. Not Robin, not the superhero/sidekick/whatever he was. No, his name. Him.]

Wallace.

[He says, as if it's an insult in and of itself.]

[And it's totally an insult. Or at least, it makes him grimace. Jeez, only his mother ever calls him that—and only when she's really mad.]

Oh God, why, man. You sound like my mother.

[And he laughs at that, cause Wally's face is just too good.]

Dude, don't compare me to your mother. Not cool. [But he's still laughing and shaking his head a bit.]

Hey, you asked for it, Richard.

[Yeah, sorry, dude, it's only fair.]

Oh my god now you sound like Bruce.

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