Injured

  "I told you to be careful," Wally repeated as he gently pushed Dick down on the pillows of the bed, one hand in the center of his bare chest. Not only had Dick fallen into some poisonous bushes, but he also took a bullet to the chest, right below his left shoulder. Batman put Wally in charge to take care of him. "Come on, lay still. I have to change your bandages."

  Dick crossed his arms over his chest, looking away with a look in his eyes the other had never seen before. "Hey, c'mon, whats wrong?"

  "I can take care of myself," he choked under his breath, eyes forming in the corner of his eyes. "Im not useless."

  Wally ran one of his hands down his stomach, letting it rest above his belly button, "I know you can," he whispered, his other hand going to brush the black locks of hair away from his blue eyes. "But what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you fix yourself up?" He heard him sniffle. "Dont be like that, love. Let me change your bandage and we can cuddle, kay?" He didnt wait for an answer, just moved his arms out of the way and gently pulled the bloodied cloth away from his skin.

  After wiping it off with an antiseptic wipe -which earned much hissing from Dick while he arched his back off the bed- Wally covered the injury back up with a new bandage and leaned his head down to kiss it. "There, see." He moved his lips up to press against the others nose. "That wasnt so bad, was it?" Dick only looked away stubbornly. "Dick, please."

  "No ones every had to take care of me before," he whispered, eyes gently closing as a tear slid down his cheek.

  Wallys eyes softened. "No ones ever going to think any differently of you. You're only thirteen, Dick, some times you need to be taken care of," he leaned down and kissed his closed lips. "Im happy to do it."

  The black haired boy opened his eyes to stare up into green ones, full of care and love. With as much energy he had left, he raised his shoulders up off the bed, ignoring the way everything hurt as he did so, and pressed his lips to Wallys. It was supposed to be a quick kiss, because Dick couldnt stay up any longer and fell back against the pillows; but Wally only followed his lips, hovering above him as they continued kissing. "Mhmm, Wally... tired," he murmured against his lips. Said boy pulled away with a smile on his face, kissing his lips one last time before rolling onto his back.

  He pulled Dick into his arms, positioning him so that his injured shoulder didnt get irritated anymore. "You can sleep," and he kissed the top of his head, smiling.