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[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.

[Yep, bursting out laughing. I mean dat faise.]

Well, now we're even. If you can really call my mother and Bruce Wayne even...

[And he's just gonna keep laughing because the idea of Bruce Wayne and Mary West in the same room chastising their respective children with their full names is just hilarious for some reason.]

[And okay he can't help but join him in laughing cause really, the mental image is too good. Way too good.]

Dude, I don't know which would be scarier...

[NEVER GONNA STOP LAUGHING.]

Dude? I think if anyone could scare Batman it would be my mother when she's angry... I mean, I seriously hope she never wants to have a "talk with the principal" sort of thing.

I would agree with you, but you haven't seen Alfred when he's mad...

[Laughter is way contagious, okay? And his sides are starting to hurt.]

[Yeah, it's getting hard to breathe, BUT STILL THERE IS MORE LAUGHING.]

Alfred... gets mad? I didn't even think that was possible.

[Tries to stop laughing if only for a moment to tell the story, but can't, and ends up snorting in the process.]

Yeah, mostly at Bruce. But it's so funny cause...Bruce just backs down. Immediately.

[And he didn't even think it was possible, but he laughs harder. His abs are pretty much exploding right now.]

OhmygodDickI'mdying—

[The name just sort of slipped out, but he doesn't even care, because in this moment they are just Dick and Wally, and it's only natural to call your best friend by his real name.]

[It doesn't even bother him. In fact, he doesn't even notice, because this, all of this, is what he wants. What he really, really wants. And he laughs with him, reaching out and holding onto Wally's shoulder to support him as he hunches over, stomach clenching]

Wallystop...stopohmygodIcan't...Ican'tevenbreath...

[Okay, okay, trying to stop laughing. Breathe. A hand goes up to wipe his eyes because, yeah, he's literally laughed himself to tears. Now just breathe, Wally, breathe.]

Okay... Okay. I think I'm good. Except for the part where my abs are on fire. But that's okay. Because man it's been a while since I laughed that hard. [And now he's just grinning stupidly, coz I mean that's really just his default face anyway.]

[So it takes him a few more moments to calm himself down, and even when he does he's wheezing a bit and holding his sides.]

Dude, I didn't even realize it was that funny. God.

[And he stands up straight again, dropping his hand from Wally's arm and still smiling, dragging a hand through his hair to pull his bangs off his face.]

Laughing at our parents' expense? That's comedy gold right there, man.

[Dammit, Dick, why did you do that. That stupid ~~sexy~~ hand-through-hair thing. Just. God. He was feeling totally at ease, comfortable, and now he's got to play it cool again, like butterflies didn't just attack his stomach. Because really. Dick is thirteen. This should not be happening.]

Edited 2011-08-26 07:51 (UTC)

[Cause he's worth it. And oblivious, apparently, because he doesn't notice anything change about Wally at all. But he takes a deep breath, officially calm, and shakes his head.]

True that, man. True that.

[Suddenly his stomach rumbles. Loudly. And he remembers the fact he still hasn't eaten yet and looks at Wally expectantly.]

Up for some food?

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