[Wally smiles against Robin's neck, his eyelids falling shut, heavy from a long day's work. He can feel himself losing his grip on consciousness, so words aren't really a thing anymore; that requires too much brain power.]
Mmhmm...
[He's already starting to drift to sleep, Dick's humming lulling him closer to unconsciousness, but he manages to whisper one last thing before his brain completely powers off.]
Hey, Rob... thanks.
[It sounds totally random and out of context—what would he need to thank Rob for?—but there's so much he needs to thank Rob for. For being his friend—his best friend—for always having his back, for being there for him no matter what the circumstances, for putting up with him and his disgusting eating habits and obnoxious personality, for not hating him even when he deserves it, and, above all else, for loving him even when he doesn't deserve it. It's more than he could ever ask for, and a simple thanks doesn't even begin to cover how grateful he actually is, but he can work on that when he isn't fast asleep.]
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Mmhmm...
[He's already starting to drift to sleep, Dick's humming lulling him closer to unconsciousness, but he manages to whisper one last thing before his brain completely powers off.]
Hey, Rob... thanks.
[It sounds totally random and out of context—what would he need to thank Rob for?—but there's so much he needs to thank Rob for. For being his friend—his best friend—for always having his back, for being there for him no matter what the circumstances, for putting up with him and his disgusting eating habits and obnoxious personality, for not hating him even when he deserves it, and, above all else, for loving him even when he doesn't deserve it. It's more than he could ever ask for, and a simple thanks doesn't even begin to cover how grateful he actually is, but he can work on that when he isn't fast asleep.]